Fengcheng old events

Chapter 227 Holidays
It will be the end soon.

On the day of the final exam, it snowed heavily all day, and even sitting in the classroom could not see the old teaching building opposite.

During recess, the girls hid in the classroom and lay down by the window to watch the snow scene, while the boys rushed to the playground like crazy and rolled around in the snow.

Guojiabao.

Liu Guixin stood by the stall like a snowman, clearing the snow from the stall from time to time. The snow was too heavy, and the stall would be full after a while.

Her feet were already frozen, including her fingers, and she couldn't open a plastic bag for a long time.

The brim of the cotton hat, the upturned hat, the edge of the mask and the eyelashes are all covered with condensed hoarfrost, but she is reluctant to leave for a while and go to the small shop not far away to warm up: it may be the end of the year, and the business is gradually improving.

With the heavy snowfall, the temperature dropped sharply, and the northwest wind also picked up, making people unable to stand on their feet and keep their eyes open.

Guojiabao Grand Crossroads is the outlet of the wind. The wind sweeps from all directions, rolling up the snow dust on the ground and buildings, and even the popcorn stalls ran home.He still has a coal stove.

The windows of the canteen are all closed tightly, they have been condensed into ice by the thick frost, and the inside and the outside cannot see each other.

Yu Sao and Guan Mei cleared up their stalls early in the morning and went home.

Only Liu Guixin persisted, she wanted to make money.

Occasionally, Liu Guixin would look forward to a hurried person passing by on the street.

Stamping was of no use, but she dared not stop, keeping her already unconscious feet moving to avoid frostbite.She dared not get hurt, let alone get sick.

At noon, the lunch box sent by Zhang Qingzhi was placed on the corner of the car, and the food inside had been frozen into ice cubes.It was going to be warmer at noon, and there were a little more customers. Before she had time to take a few bites, the food was already cold.

She wants to take a sip of hot water, but this can only be a luxury in this icy world.

She thought about going home, and also thought about going home to warm up for a while: the stall is only 200 meters away from home, but she was reluctant, for fear of missing the shoppers.

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After the exam, it was a holiday. Teacher Wang said something about being safe, reviewing and previewing. After confirming the time to return to school, the students dispersed.

The class cadres and regiment cadres were left behind by Teacher Wang for a small meeting. They couldn't rest during the holidays these days, and they had to come to school to help Teacher Wang with things: doing blackboard newspapers, counting students' test scores and filling out notices and so on.

Class monitor Wang Junping, deputy class monitor Na Junfei, school committee Zhang Xinglong, culture committee Gao Lijun, sports committee Sui Shaohui, labor committee Xu Qing.

Branch secretary Dong Yugang, organization committee member Na Junfei, propaganda committee member Zhang Xinglong.

Teacher Wang made a summary of the performance and learning of each class cadre this semester, raised some requirements, and arranged the time to arrive at school. Everyone put the desks and chairs in the class neatly and went home after school.

Zhang Xinglong went to look for his brother but couldn't find him, the school was empty, he walked back to Guojiabao with his schoolbag on his back, and went directly to his mother's stall.

"mom."

"After school? Is it cold?" Liu Guixin, who had already been frozen, felt a little distressed when he saw his second son with a red face and a cold nose: "I don't even wear a hat, where is the hat?"

"I didn't wear it today."

"Then go home quickly, go warm up, and take the lunch box back. Where's your brother?"

"I don't know. The teacher left the meeting. After the meeting, there is no one in my brother's class."

"Go home and see if your brother is back. When he comes back, ask him to find something to bring me some hot water."

Zhang Xinglong picked up the lunch box and returned home.

Zhang Xingjun didn't know when he came back, he was sorting out his treasure chest, and he didn't know what to do again.

"Brother, Mom asked you to bring some hot water."

"You can't send it?"

"Mom told you to send it."

"You send it, I have something to do."

"What's the matter with you?"

"I'm getting something, I'm going to catch birds, are you going?"

"Where to go up the mountain? I won't go."

"Then you bring water to my mother, and I'll grab the bird and feed it to you."

Zhang Xinglong leaned over to have a look. Zhang Xingjun was using the No. [-] wire to make a bird trap, using thin steel wires to form a spring to increase the striking force. Zhang Wanzhi sat on the edge of the bed and watched, giving guidance occasionally.

Zhang Xinglong was not interested in these things at all, so he put down his schoolbag and sent the lunch box to the kitchen, lit the liquefied gas stove, filled the teapot with water and sat on it to heat it, and then went to find something to hold the water.

At this time in 85, there were thermos cups in China, and they were all made of red clay, but they were not popular, and they were too expensive to be used by ordinary people. They were used by leading cadres, or as meeting commemorations, gift or something.

The only thing in Zhang Xinglong's house that can hold boiling water and keep it warm is the thermos pot. He has only seen thermos cups at Shi Deming and Uncle Mao's house.

There is a salt water bottle for intravenous drip at home. I usually fill it with boiling water and put it under the quilt to warm my feet when I sleep at night.

There are also two hot water bottles.But the only ones who drink water are military kettles.I usually use bowls for drinking water at home, and there are also enamel jars.

Zhang Xinglong thought for a while, went to get a smaller hot water bottle, waited for the water to boil, filled the hot water bottle, and then filled the military kettle with boiling water, wrapped the hot water bottle, took it out and ran to the market.

"Has your brother come back yet?" Liu Guixin took the hot water bottle and held it in his hand, feeling his whole body warm up.

"I'm back. I'm making traps. I said I'm going to catch birds."

"How did you do on your exam today?"

"good."

"Is there any homework?"

"No, it's a holiday, NO.11 is back to school. The teacher told me to go to school, and all the class leaders will go."

Zhang Xingbing ran over with Mao Jun with his schoolbag on his back: "Mom, Mao Jun and I went to Wang Zhilong's house to play." "Aunt."

"Go, come back early to eat at night, don't run outside in this cold, just play inside."

"Ah." Zhang Xingbing dropped his schoolbag and ran away with Mao Jun
Zhang Xinglong looked envious of his younger brother who ran far away. The younger brother officially stopped selling popsicles when he went to school. He could play with his classmates every day after school, and he had a lot of friends.

Liu Guixin held the hot water bottle to warm up for a while, drank some hot water, and his body warmed up a lot. Looking at the time, the day shift workers were about to leave work, so he stopped thinking about going home and changing shoes.

When selling fruits and vegetables, she dare not hand them over to her children because she must be small, and she is afraid that they will not be able to weigh them correctly. It is not good to lose money or give less.The people who bought the vegetables were all the workers of the mineral processing plant, and those who looked up did not see them when they looked down, and the unpleasantness spread quickly.

"Er'er, it's a holiday, can I get up early tomorrow with my mother to buy goods?"

"Then what should I do when I go to school?"

"Come back and go again. It's not a class. The teacher can't talk about you. Did Teacher Wang ask you to arrive at school at what time?"

Zhang Xinglong thought for a while and shook his head: "No, let's go."

"Then come back and go again. It's only after nine o'clock when we come back up, so hurry up."

"Yeah." Zhang Xinglong nodded: "Are you still working in Jiefang truck?"

"No, it's too cold, let's take an early morning commute."

(End of this chapter)