Fengcheng old events

Chapter 222 Excellent League Cadre

After school, Zhang Xinglong and Wang Zhichang went to Zhongshan to take a bath together, and came back to Liu Guixin's stall instead of going to play with their classmates.

"Why did you come back so early? Didn't you go to play?" Liu Guixin took the wet towel from his son and put it in a plastic bag.

"Mom, the teacher asked me to go to Benxi tomorrow for a meeting. He told me to bring some money and said that I would stay in Benxi for a few days, three or four days."

"A meeting? Let you go to a meeting? What meeting?"

"I don't know about the Youth League Committee. They say they are going to the Education Office of Bengang."

"Oh, this is my son, it's alright, I'm going to the Education Department for a meeting." Liu Guixin laughed jokingly, touched Zhang Xinglong's head, took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it over: " Here. Can I buy tickets by myself?"

Zhang Xinglong shook his head, Liu Guixin said: "I don't think so, the school must give me permission to go to the meeting. Then you go home, eat early and go to bed early, don't be late tomorrow morning."

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Early the next morning, with excitement, Zhang Xinglong got up early, tidied himself up, put on clean clothes and went out.

It was not yet dawn, but it was not so dark, and the cold wind shook the grass stems and branches and made a sound.

There was no one on the quiet road, only three or two upstairs with lights on.

It seems to be foggy, and the air inhaled into the nasal cavity feels grainy.

In such an environment, Zhang Xinglong sees everything in black and white, and there will be some confusion about the distance, height and height.Fortunately, I have become familiar with it.

A person walked along the familiar road to Zhaojiabao. When he got near the oil depot, the sky was bright and it was almost dawn.

Tieshan small train station has to go up a section along the school, about 200 meters.

The station is higher than the road, and there is a gradual slope. The entire platform is paved with cement bricks one by one, and the asbestos tiles are supported by the columns welded by the rails.

The road station is a small two-story building. When a train passes by, the person in charge will come out with two small flags, ring the alarm bell to close the iron gate at the crossing, and stand on the second floor platform waving small flags.One side is yellow and the other side is green.

Across the road from the station is the large boiler room of the open-pit mine, which occupies a large area. Large or thick chimneys point straight to the sky, puffing out white or black smoke.

When the wind is strong, the smoke will be rolled down, and the people here will suddenly feel like riding the clouds.

Teacher Fu and the others have already arrived, standing by the side of the Taoist class to count the number of people.

There were eight or nine students who went to the city meeting together, from all three grades.There are two people in the first grade, Zhang Xinglong and Zhao Tianying from the second class, a girl.

Zhao Tianying seems to be very familiar with Teacher Fu, holding Teacher Fu's arm, chatting and laughing, and is not afraid of the students from the third-year student union, and jokes from time to time.

"Where do you live?" Mr. Fu asked when he saw Zhang Xinglong, who was the last one to arrive.

"Guojiabao."

"Oh," Teacher Fu nodded, "I knew you'd be waiting at Guo's house. That's enough, everyone is here, get ready to get in the car."

Zhao Tianying looked at Zhang Xinglong a few times, and said something to Teacher Fu quietly, and Teacher Fu pinched her.

Soon, the little train rattled down from above, and the road class sounded the alarm bell.

The small train is a motorcycle locomotive, powered by electricity. It runs from Nanfen Railway Station to the mine. It is mainly used to pick up and drop off workers. Every factory will issue regular invoices without spending money.

In fact, the money is not much, a dime, you can sit anywhere.

Everyone got on the train to Nanfen, walked along the railway to the platform of the big train station, Teacher Fu asked everyone to get on the train, and sent the chairman of the student union in the third year of junior high school to buy train tickets.

The big train was still a steam locomotive, crawling on the steel rails like a monster, shaking a few times from time to time, making a few hisses, and immediately billowing white smoke gushed out, rolling and spreading in all directions.

The meeting place is in the teacher training school of Bengang Education Department, a dilapidated big yard, and the place to live is in the dormitory of the school, but there is no canteen here, and the meal has to go to the canteen of the staff dormitory of Benxi Iron and Steel not far away.

The originally scheduled four-day meeting ended in only two and a half days. Zhang Xinglong joined the regiment in complete bewilderment, and became an outstanding student regiment cadre of the Education Department in 85. He wore the regiment badge and received a pen as a prize.hero card.

Then I met Zhao Tianying, who was about the same height as Zhang Xinglong, and the cheerful and smiling girl turned out to be the daughter of the principal's family: her father was the principal of the school, and her mother was the year group leader of Zhang Xinglong's class.

Zhang Xinglong liked the way she smiled very much, and would stare at her involuntarily.During the two nights of living in the dormitory, she came over early in the morning to help Zhang Xinglong fold his back, which made Zhang Xinglong very happy, excited, and excited, and then his imagination ran wild.

But he didn't know what to do, what to do or what to say, so he just stared at people from time to time.

The age gap seemed huge at this moment: he was two or three years younger than his classmates, and he was only twelve years old in 85.Although he is still that tall, his current height and physique are basically the same as that of his elder brother Zhang Xingjun.

After the meeting, the teachers from other schools met to go out to play or go shopping. This is the reason for the shortened meeting time.

Teacher Fu didn't go, but took the students shopping, went to Xinhua Bookstore, visited the affiliated company, paid for all the students to have a meal, and took the students back to Nanfen by train in the evening.

Zhang Xinglong didn't buy anything.

He is not interested in learning materials or anything, he knows everything the teacher teaches.Extra-curricular books are so expensive, a book only costs a few dollars, he can't bear it.He had only five dollars on him.

He found that the students were very rich, and they all spent more than a dozen or 20 yuan.Where does their money come from?It must be that the family conditions are particularly good, and there are few brothers and sisters, so the parents are willing to give.

A little envious but not jealous, he knows that his family is poor and still in debt.

"Why don't you buy anything? There are not many opportunities to come to the city." Teacher Fu touched Zhang Xinglong's face: "This child is too fair."

"I didn't see anything I wanted to buy. I don't need those books." Zhang Xinglong looked at the exercise books flipping through the students' hands, and he really wondered why they bought this, and what's the use for it?The test teacher will hand out roll papers.

Teacher Fu just put one hand on Zhang Xinglong's shoulder, rubbing his fingers on his face from time to time, talking to other students, and the train swayed back to Nanfen.

It was getting dark again, and I followed my classmates across the railway to the small railway station to get on the train.

When he arrived at Guojiabao, he said goodbye to Mr. Fu and Zhao Tianying, and got out of the car to go home alone.

When I arrived at the intersection, I couldn't find my own stall. An ice cream seller with a small box on his back squatted in the position of his stall.

Zhang Xinglong thought for a long time, but couldn't help but pay for one.

Fifty cents is so expensive, he has been hungry for a long time.

Afraid of being seen by others, he hid behind the tree and ate it in big mouthfuls. He reluctantly threw away the handle of the ice cream, and then ran back home, his mouth was still sweet.The ice cream is so delicious.

(End of this chapter)