Fengcheng old events

Chapter 210

In fact, since moving upstairs, Zhang Xinglong seldom went to the army to play.

For children, one or two kilometers is already quite a distance, not to mention that they don't have much time.

Kick the box in the building, play traitors, cats blindly, or go to the children's house to watch TV.

The children were all playing downstairs in their own homes, and few crossed the line. At least Zhang Xinglong didn't know what it was like in front of Buildings No. 30 and No. [-]. He had never been there, even though they were only [-] meters away.

He knew about Building No. [-], because there were classmates who played together.

He wouldn't walk in front of Buildings [-] and [-] to sell popsicles, he didn't dare.

There is another popsicle stand at the intersection here. It is an old lady named Zhuang. The old lady is very fierce. She has designated this area as her territory. If she finds Zhang Xinglong selling in the building, she will rush over and scold him.

So Zhang Xinglong always walked through the front of No. [-] building, walked in front of his own No. [-] building, and then turned his head out from No. [-] building and ran away quickly.

There are two private kindergartens upstairs in Building No. [-], and they buy popsicles from Zhang Xinglong every day, but he is reluctant to give them up to others.More than ten at a time.

The big sister surnamed Yang who runs the kindergarten is so beautiful. Her father is an old teacher at Guojia Elementary School, teaching Zhang Xinglong and the others how to trace red.

There are quite a few classmates of Zhang Xinglong in these buildings, and there are also many girls, such as Hong Fei, Wang Liyan, Tang Yakun, Yu Guihong, An Feng... Anyway, the girls of this era are either red or Yaner.

By the fourth grade, boys and girls stopped playing together. I don't know why, and no one reminded me of the arrangements. They naturally drew a clear line, and occasionally they would blush when they said something.

Sun Xuliang and the others live in Building No. [-] and No. [-], and they basically don't play together.I don't know why.

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"Zhang Xinglong, you don't have to go to class tomorrow, everyone gathers and goes to the city to participate in the competition." The team counselor Mr. Liu blocked Zhang Xinglong at the door of the classroom, and stopped him to say something.

"Take the train?"

"Yes, everyone is going to take the train, you go home and tell your adults, and bring some change with you."

"Ah."

Teacher Liu was in a hurry to find other students, all of whom had won prizes in various storytelling competitions in the town.

Neither of them paid attention, one didn't explain clearly, and the other didn't understand.

In the evening, after selling the popsicles and returning home, while having dinner, Zhang Xinglong said to Liu Guixin: "Mom, there will be no class tomorrow. The teacher told us to gather at the train station and take the train to the city for the competition. Let us bring some money."

"what match?"

"Let's tell a story."

"Are you asked to tell a story again? Didn't you tell it when you fucked last time? Why are you still asked?"

This semester, during a class exercise, I didn't know what the school was thinking, and suddenly brought Zhang Xinglong to the podium and asked him to tell a story. Because he didn't inform and prepare in advance, he didn't tell it well.

I stuttered a bit and forgot some words in the middle.

"I don't know, Mr. Liu called me today."

"I'll go if I ask you to. Isn't it good to go to the city to participate in the competition? It's a good thing. I will talk about it tomorrow and go to bed early at night." Zhang Qingzhi encouraged.

After dinner, Liu Guixin took one yuan from Zhang Xinglong and went to work on other things without asking.

Early the next morning, Zhang Xinglong got up early to tidy up by himself, and left the house with a dollar in his pocket.

These days, children are all free-range. No family treats their children like emperors and princesses.

Zhang Xinglong strolled to the small train station.

The small train station is right here at the gate of the factory, next to the pile of scrap iron. When I lived here, I often came here to play, and I am very familiar with it.

Take the small train to Nanfen, cross six railways from the small train station and walk directly to Nanfen Railway Station. Zhang Xinglong is familiar with this section of the road, and there is no obstacle at all.

He didn't go out to buy a ticket either, just as a train stopped on the platform, he got on the train directly.

This is what he usually does when he takes the train with adults, there is nothing wrong with it, and he knows that children don't need to buy tickets, and the ticket inspectors don't care.

There were many people on the train, their voices mixed together to form a buzzing noise, the smell of smoke was wafting, the melon seeds were all over the ground, and the poker players were yelling.

Zhang Xinglong searched section by section in the carriage, looking for classmates and teachers.

From the beginning to the end and then from the end to the beginning, I squeezed through the crowd, but I couldn't find it.

The train started, chugging away from the platform and gradually accelerating.

Zhang Xinglong panicked at this moment, and then realized that the train was going in the wrong direction.This is not a train to the city.

Standing at the junction of two carriages, Zhang Xinglong cried anxiously, and was a little scared, not knowing where the train would take him.

He had never taken a train from Nanfen to outside the city, and had no idea where it was.

"Child, what's the matter? Where's the adult?" A train conductor stopped and asked when he saw Zhang Xinglong who was wiping tears.

"I don't know. I searched and couldn't find it."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to Benxi for the competition. The teacher said to gather, but there is no one, woo woo..."

"This is the bus to Dandong. You got on the wrong bus."

The conductor frowned and thought for a while: "Okay, don't cry, follow me, don't cry, come, come here."

The conductor took Zhang Xinglong to the conductor's lounge: "You just sit here, don't walk around, I'll call you later."

Zhang Xinglong nodded, and sat down in the lounge obediently.

I don't know how long it took, the train drilled a few holes, the mountains and dense forests outside the window gradually thinned out, and people and fields began to appear in my eyes.

"Come on, kid, come out and get out of the car with me."

"Where is this, uncle? Me, can I go home?"

The train conductor smiled, and pulled Zhang Xinglong out: "Yes, I'll be back in a while. This is Xiamatang. I'll have someone take you back to the car in a while. Don't make any mistakes. Do you hear me? Get off and go home." Run around."

"Well. Thanks uncle."

The conductor took Zhang Xinglong off the train and trotted all the way to the station office at Xiamatang Station: "Oh, this kid got on the wrong train. He's alone. He's from Nanfen. Some of you can help see him off."

A woman turned her head and looked over: "Nanfen's? Let me go."

The conductor turned his head and ran out: "Thank you." He quickly ran onto the train.It only stopped for a few minutes, and even he dropped it if it was too slow.

"Come, come here." The woman beckoned to Zhang Xinglong, and Zhang Xinglong walked over in a daze.

"Why did you get on the wrong bus? Didn't your lord lead you?" The woman wiped Zhang Xinglong's tears and asked with a smile.

"No adults, the teacher said to gather and take the train to Benxi for the competition, but I couldn't find it after searching for a long time."

"Your teacher is also capable."

(End of this chapter)