Fengcheng old events

Chapter 224 Snow Shoes

"I'm just playing at home. Brother, can this work?"

"Can you hold back? I'm not going to take it to school anyway, do you hear me? I won't give you anything after you bring it to school."

"Well, I don't bring it to school. Can it start?"

"Nonsense, can I make it sound? It's just not as strong as my two. Let me tell you, these two I adjusted. They can penetrate glass from a distance of five or six meters. Isn't it amazing? And the ballistic Straightforward."

"What about me?"

"The barrel of your gun was thicker at that time, and it can't hit far. It's okay for one or two meters. It can hit sand into the wooden board, and the glass has never been hit. It should not be able to penetrate."

Zhang Xinglong was a little disappointed: "It's so close?"

"What else do you want? Do you think two meters is closer? What they do has to be hit on top, understand?"

Zhang Xinglong really didn't understand, he happily took his own gun and sat back on the bed to fiddle with it.

"Don't let my dad find out, it will definitely be confiscated."

"Yeah. I know."

Zhang Xingjun thought for a while, rummaged through the box, took out some gun sand and black powder, and put them in two small medicine bottles: "Here, can you put it in? Just save some of these, primer Use matches."

"Well. Brother, where did you get it? Gunpowder."

"I made it before Chinese New Year, but you will make it yourself this Chinese New Year."

Zhang Xinglong nodded, got it, every family will set off whips during the Chinese New Year, go out to pick up stinky ones and come back and tear them down. "Earth red or woodpecker?"

"The earth is red. Woodpecker marle seeds are explosives. Don't put them in the gun so stupidly, they will explode."

Woodpeckers are firecrackers that have become very popular in recent years. The colorful cannon shells have a woodpecker printed on them. They are very loud, but they are a bit expensive.Children feel awesome because they can take out a few woodpeckers.

But that thing is really powerful, it can hurt your hands, and the medicine inside is silver-gray.

Zhang Xinglong remembered that when there was no TV at home, he and Zhang Xingbing went to Ying Ming's house to watch TV. Ying Ming threw one into his coal stove, and the hoop flew off with a bang, and the hearth also cracked.

The marle seeds are completely bombs, thicker than an adult's thumb, sold individually for five or six cents each, and adults can also light them up and run away. They can blast the ice out of a big hole.

The sound of that thing was very loud, it was like thunder.In order to show bravery, half-children dare to hold whips, kicks, and kicks in their hands, and no one dares to light them up.

"Don't let Xiaobing look at him, he is a traitor."

"Yes, I know." Zhang Xinglong nodded.

He and his elder brother have been together every day whether they are in Nanfen or at his grandma’s house since they were young. His younger brother Xiaobing has been by his parents’ side since he was a child.The two brothers are closer.

Moreover, Zhang Xingbing sleeps in the same room with his parents and makes small reports when he has any problems. He is simply a traitor to the people.

Zhang Xingjun closed the wooden box and put a small lock on it, and put the key into the inner pocket of the army padded jacket.

Zhang Xinglong was a little envious, he didn't have a military padded jacket.

Before the late 90s, the social status of soldiers was high, and the social status of military products was even higher. The things in the army were all good things, especially young people, who were proud of having a few military products.

At this time, the young people in society were all wearing military uniforms inside and out. The military padded jackets deliberately did not wear smocks, and they did not wear military gloves, but tied them behind their backs.

If you can wear a pair of military hooks, needless to say, you will definitely be the kind of awesome thief who has face everywhere, and the kind who wants to fly.

……

When you go to bed at night, you have to take out the insoles of the cotton shoes and put them on the radiator to dry together with the cotton shoes. It will be warm and dry when you get up early the next day.

Zhang Xingjun wears cotton leather shoes, Zhang Xinglong wears black cloth cotton, rubber cotton shoes of the same style as farmland shoes, and the common people call them Mian Wulou, and almost all the children these days wear them for the winter.

Black cotton, with cotton inside, warm but not durable, and wet with snow.

Zhang Xinglong's pair had already been mended, and there was a small hole on the side, exposing the cotton.

Zhang Xingjun picked up the cotton-padded shoes of the second child and looked at them, frowned and stood there thinking for a while, then turned his head and said as if making up his mind: "You can wear my shoes tomorrow, and polish them yourself, don't wear these Yes, it's all gone."

"Really?" Zhang Xinglong jumped off the bed.He has been coveting his brother's pair of pigskin high-top cotton leather shoes for a long time.

"Well, you can wear it, you need to polish your shoes."

Zhang Xinglong ran out to the kitchen to look for shoe polish. Usually, he was the one who oiled his parents' leather shoes, so he knew the place.

Excitedly, he took the shoe polish into the house, took the pair of cotton leather shoes, wiped it carefully with a rag, then applied the shoe polish and quickly brushed it with a shoe polish brush.

The biggest difference between pigskin shoes and cowhide shoes is that they don't shine when oiled, they are jet black, but Zhang Xinglong is already too beautiful.

"Pretty snacks, snow shoes, more than 40 yuan." Zhang Xingjun watched from the side, but he was still a little bit reluctant.

"Yes." Zhang Xinglong nodded in agreement with a blushing face.

"These shoes are much warmer than Wulou, just look at them, and the upper is even higher." Zhang Wanzhi was also watching Zhang Xinglong oiling the shoes.

More than 40 yuan is considered a lot of money in this era, and Zhang Qingyi's monthly salary was only this amount in 85.

"What are you wearing, bro?"

"I wear the suede ones from my dad's factory. Those shoes are made of steel plates, which are strong and wear-resistant."

Zhang Xingjun now takes everything as a standard to help fights. The suede cotton shoes issued by the factory have steel plates (hard plastic plates) on the front and back to protect the workers’ feet. They are weapons in themselves. Than.

"That's heavy." Zhang Xinglong reminded his brother.

"It's okay, I've worn them all, it's great."

"It's so strong that it won't touch your feet if you hit it with a stick. If you kick someone all at once, it's almost like throwing a stone." Zhang Wanzhi said with a smile.

"Well, they have something to wear. Next time I will let them have a taste of flying feet."

"Who is it?"

"Don't worry about it, you can go to school well. Is anyone beating you at school now?"

"No, it's just that Er Yanzi and the others scolded me twice for being flirtatious and didn't do anything."

"You're also an ass, with such a big frame, stronger than me, and let a bear like Er Jizi, you won't beat him? You can beat him to the ground with just one fist .”

Er Yanzi is one of Zhang Xinglong's gangsters this year. He is tall, thin and small, and he is especially good at flirting.

Zhang Xinglong didn't say anything, put the oil on the leather shoes on the radiator, and sent the shoe polish and brushes to the kitchen cabinet.

He really didn't dare to fight, mainly because he hadn't fought before. Those who bullied him since childhood were beaten by his brother.

Fighting is like driving a car or getting in touch with something new. It requires a familiarization process and a chance to start. In fact, it is enough to be proficient in fighting.

(End of this chapter)