Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 361, You’re listening the wrong way. You have to lie down and listen.

He was not in a hurry to go back, but rode towards Feng Aijun's home.

The pheasant promised to this guy has not yet been fulfilled, so it is time to give it to him.

He rode his bike to the compound.

Tell the soldier on duty and he will make a phone call.

Ten minutes later, Feng Aijun ran over happily.

As soon as I came over, I saw him and asked happily: "You want to give me something?"

Apart from this, there seems to be nothing else to do with him.

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly.

"Well, I got five for you. Take them back quickly, don't let them die!"

Yang Xiaole smiled nonchalantly: "Yeah, I'm sure, you'll know just by looking at the fur! He's been raised in captivity and fattened up."

When I got home, it was almost ten o'clock.

Yang Xiaole took off his hat, patted the gray hair on it and said with a smile: "Oh, I went out with my elder brother for something. I just came back."

He doesn't lack such a little money either.

Then the two said goodbye.

It was probably the movement when the car was parked that alerted her.

Then he returned to his home.

Yang Xiaole naturally wouldn't go in when he saw this.

Hearing the movement, Qu Ying's eyes lit up, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and then she continued to read the book.

"You are a worry-free thing. Your eldest brother is doing the same thing at work as you are in the security department."

Occasionally, he turned to look at the door of his room.

Yang Xiaole coughed lightly when he saw this.

As soon as I came in, I heard the voice of the old woman asking in the room.

Feng Aijun took the things and looked happy.

……

There aren't many days of good weather in Sijiu City right now throughout the year.

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly when he heard this.

Especially in autumn and winter, yellow sand fills the air most of the time. This is a sandstorm from the north.

"where?"

Feng Aijun was excited for a while.

"Xiao Le? Why so late?"

Riding on the road early in the morning, the sky was filled with yellow sand, and the air was also filled with yellow sand.

He was holding a foreign novel book in his hand, but his head was looking towards the door.

Open things quickly.

After thinking about it, I scanned it.

"Here, remember to clip the wings often, otherwise it will fly. There are five in total."

Yang Xiaole parked the car and was about to go back to the house when he glanced at Qu Ying's closed door.

At this time, Qu Ying was lying on the bed and had not slept yet.

"Thank you! Whatever you want then, I'll get it for you. Let's go back first!"

He controls all the animals in the space, and he can't sell them if he produces too many.

Yang Xiaole smiled and refused.

"You've eaten, no need to do anything else."

Seeing him leaving excitedly with his things, Yang Xiaole rode home.

After hearing this, there was no movement inside.

The old lady muttered, and then asked, "Have you eaten yet? I'll get up and heat it up for you."

The next morning, after washing up, I went to school on time.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole took him to the edge of the alley not far away and handed him a sack.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole washed up and went back to the kang to sleep.

Seeing the pheasant inside through the faint light outside, he opened his mouth wide; "This... are you sure this is a pheasant?"

Wearing a mask and rushing to school.

The eldest brother doesn’t know when he will come back.

In the next period of time, except for the eldest brother who seemed very busy, everyone else was still living step by step.

……

Friday, January 12th.

This afternoon, there was a burst of excitement in the class, where the tables were being cleared.

Because the day after tomorrow is New Year's Day, today is the last day of class this month.

Have a New Year's Day party.

Although there are not as many colorful ribbons in the classroom as in later generations, the layout is still beautiful.

Originally, the class fee was quite high and I could buy a lot of things.

But there were some clever people in the class, and after some discussion, everyone unanimously decided to fold paper flowers and cut paper.

Use the white cotton thread used to sew clothes to fish things in the class.

There are also big red flowers on the blackboard.

"Hey, Xiaole, you have a good idea!"

Lu Minqi looked at the only light bulb on the roof and said with a smile.

Because this light bulb exudes colorful colors.

It's just a little dim.

Yang Xiaole chuckled, it was just a camouflage light.

Wouldn’t it be nice to get some colored candy wrappers and stick them on it?

At this time, the hard candies that people eat have plastic wrappers on them. Many people have the habit of collecting candy wrappers and putting them in books.

Cut out the colored part and stick it on the light bulb to turn it into a camouflage light.

The surrounding windows were also blocked by various cloths brought by everyone.

"Come on, come on!!"

While thinking, he saw Yu Wenbin coming over happily holding something.

Followed by Lao Han.

Seeing this, everyone gathered around with excitement.

Because this is a record player.

Yang Xiaole looked there. It was an antique record player, just like the old items on TV from the Republic of China.

Hua Yourong's family did have one, and she used it when she danced with Hua Yourong.

Are there no domestic ones?

Have!

The cheapest thing for this thing is over a hundred. The most expensive Panda 15-lamp record player costs more than 4500 yuan.

He didn't know if anyone would buy such an expensive thing. Anyway, he didn't dare to buy it blatantly.

While everyone was busy, they surrounded the table, leaving a large space in the middle for performances.

There are a lot of apples, melon seeds and peanuts on the table.

These things are very difficult to buy.

It was approved through the school's application. Two people share one apple, and one class has a total of three kilograms of peanuts and melon seeds.

The money was naturally bought with class fees.

Plus each brings a little something from home.

You bring a handful of peanuts, he brings a handful of fried soybeans, this person brings three or five candies...

Everyone mixes it together and eats it.

Trying to make this get-together less monotonous.

The class was bustling with excitement.

Yu Wenbin obviously has this thing at home, and he is debugging it there.

As the melodious music came from inside, everyone felt happy.

This means that the party can begin.

Under Lao Han's shouts, everyone returned to their seats.

Lao Han looked at the excited crowd and said with a smile: "Well, this is the first get-together for our Grade 2 () class.

*** He said that we all come from all over the world and come together for a common revolutionary goal.

Many of them here are from other provinces.

This is also a kind of fate.

This is the first time, and it won't be the only one. In the future, we will spend three get-togethers in junior high school, and we may also have the fate to spend three years in high school together, and even a few of us can spend it together on the university campus.

Then there may not be the familiar faces around you now..."

Lao Han finished the opening ceremony he delivered above and said with a smile: "Now, hand over the podium to our announcer and let us welcome you. Everyone applauds."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started to applaud.

Old Han went over, put on the music, and sat next to him and watched the scene with a smile.

Yu Wenbin and Lu Minqi came to the podium together amid applause.

After the two came on stage, they looked at each other and held a note in their hands.

Yu Wenbin cleared his throat and read: "Dear teacher and lovely classmates, hello everyone!"

Lu Minqi: "With the warm sunshine in winter and full of joy, we usher in a new year full of vitality and hope..."

Yang Xiaole sat there and watched with a smile.

He originally went up, but he refused.

By the way, this boy Yu Wenbin is really not bad looking, and he was cultivated by his family to be very temperamental.

Put aside the grudge between the two.

This guy is pretty good.

Moreover, this guy has never escaped from military training, so he is too lazy to treat him.

"Now we invite our choir to perform the song: Let us swing the oars."

Following Lu Minqi's words, applause began to ring out from below.

My hands were all red.

The girls who had been prepared for a long time went up, and the leader was the host Lu Minqi.

The people who went up were actually a little nervous.

Fortunately, there are many people.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole stood up, went to the back, and took his "shabby" accordion over.

There was a brand new accordion sitting next to it at this time.

He came to the edge of the podium and sat down.

Once you learn this thing, how can you not use it!

It was also Feng Shaohua, who said he knew a little bit, and was encouraged by everyone to bring him here.

Lu Minqi glanced at Yang Xiaole, saw him nodding slightly, and then turned around.

He took a deep breath and shouted:

"Let's paddle our oars and get ready... to sing."

"Let's paddle together,

The boat pushes away the waves.

The sea reflects the beautiful white tower,

Surrounded by green trees and red walls.

……

"

The melodious melody began and everyone began to sing.

There were still some laggards at the beginning, but with the guidance of music, they gradually returned to normal.

Everyone was silent and stared at this scene with wide eyes.

Yu Wenbin looked at his new accordion behind him, and then at Yang Xiaole, who was sitting there playing the piano freely.

I had the urge to cry for a moment.

He had just become more familiar with this piece because he knew that the New Year's Day party would definitely require a program.

result…………

What should I do while thinking about the performance for a while?

This is obviously not the same level.

At the same time, I was thinking about whether I should change my studies...

……

Yang Xiaole played the accordion and looked at the young face in front of him.

The vision in front of me became blurry for a while. In a classroom decorated with colorful ribbons, there is a DVD player on the desk and an old color TV next to it.

A young man was holding a microphone and singing a song affectionately.

"

Will you remember tomorrow

The diary you wrote yesterday

Will you still miss me tomorrow?

You used to cry the most

The teachers have forgotten

You and I who can’t guess the problem

I also looked through photos by chance

I just remembered you at the same table

…………

"

This is the song I sang at the New Year’s Day party when I was in my third year of junior high school.

I once had a deskmate.

she was.

Once she was lying on the desk to rest, and he secretly watched her. She didn't move, and he stared intently. Suddenly she got up and looked over, and said proudly: "You are spying on me!"

In her panic expression, she picked up the pen and wrote the word "peeping" on my book, then drew a circle to encircle the two words, and then drew two braids. I was speechless for a moment. At that moment Her smile will never be forgotten...

I was at the same table with her for three years in junior high school and for two years. I loved pulling her pigtails and teasing her the most.

What's your name?

I seem to have forgotten...

…………

"Pa bang bang~~"

As the singing stopped, Yang Xiaole was pulled back from his thoughts and slowly stopped the accompaniment.

At this time, many people from the next class came over to the window.

This is a naughty student who felt that his class was not good-looking, so he came over to take a peek.

Yang Xiaole returned to his seat with the piano and put down the accordion.

"Xiao Le, what can't you do?"

Feng Aijun looked at him curiously.

After Yang Xiaole sat down, he took a bite of the apple and said with a smile: "It's really gone now. I haven't had time to learn anything else."

These words made Feng Aijun roll his eyes.

"Did you really study for a year?"

"Well, yes, doesn't Feng Shaohua know about it? I learned a little bit before, and then I learned it from the music teacher in our school."

Yang Xiaole rambled nonchalantly.

As the two talked, the second performance began on the stage.

Poetry readings.

"

Don't let your heart beat so hard.

Don’t cover my eyes with dust...

I won’t let go of the loess in my hands,

Stick it tightly to your heart.

Returning to Yan'an in my dreams several times,

Hold Pagoda Mountain with both hands.

Thousands of voices calling you

——Mother Yan'an is here!

…………

"

How can there be so few poems that echo the times? After all, junior high schools are basically not exposed to modern foreign poetry.

Basically, you only come into contact with it in high school and college.

The poetry recitation was finished, followed by Sun Tiezhu's suona.

It is what he knows is famous: a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.

But I don’t feel particularly skilled in blowing.

Of course, this is for him, and for others, this is already very powerful.

"Hey, Xiaole, didn't you say that the Centennial Phoenix is ​​played during funerals? I heard that people who are not highly respected are not qualified to play it, right? It sounds quite festive to me."

Feng Aijun muttered something while eating the apple.

Yang Xiaole glanced at him: "This piece of music has different moods and different feelings. The song "Big Happy Event" is also played by the lead singer, so it is very difficult."

"Different moods? Yes, I'm not sad, it sounds quite festive. How do you think he conveyed the sad feeling?"

Feng Aijun muttered carelessly.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole turned around and continued listening.

Thinking of something, he turned his head and whispered: "The way you listen to this music is wrong. You have to lie down to listen."

Feng Aijun was confused for a moment: "Lie down and listen? Why?"

"You lie down and cover yourself with a white cloth. When the music starts, everyone comes over and bows once and twice...you can feel the sadness in this music."

After hearing his joke, Feng Aijun reacted halfway through.

Kicked him.

"Nerve, you are cursing me!"

Yang Xiaole laughed, stopped joking, turned around and continued listening.

"Hey, by the way, it's the first day of the ice rink today. Are you going to go? It's a pity that I'm going to start the game and don't have time to go there."

Feng Aijun suddenly said to him.

Yang Xiaole came back to his senses.

After thinking about it, he didn't agree: "Let's talk about it, maybe I won't go. There are too many people."

Every year it starts around New Year's Day and ends in February, a total of one and a half months.

Young people all over Kyoto will become active.

But there are definitely a lot of people today.

After dinner it was time for the evening show.

Feng Aijun said nothing after hearing this.

It has to be said that most of the No. 8 Middle School students are the children of cadres.

There are really many talents in the class.

There are several musical instruments, and there are also dancers. Although they are all just entry-level, they are enough for junior high school students.

Yu Wenbin finally played a solo song.

Although not as stunning as Yang Xiaole, it still makes most people who don't know how to do it envious.

The party lasted for more than two hours and ended with everyone still unfinished.

After school, Yang Xiaole carried the accordion and came to the parking place.

Hua Yourong was already waiting there.

"You play the accordion next door, right? Many people in our class went to listen."

Yang Xiaole smiled; "Is it the one at the beginning?"

"um, yes!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded: "You are also good at dancing! Look at the people below, their eyes are straight."

Hua Yourong chuckled: "You came to see it too?"

"Yeah, I saw it."

I did see it, it was right next door, and when I opened the scan, I could see it clearly.

Hearing this, Hua Yourong felt happy for a while.

"Let's go. Go back."

Then the two of them walked outside the school.

When they came to the main road and said hello, the two of them separated and went back to their respective homes.

Yang Xiaole carried the musical instrument on his back and rushed home in the cold wind.

Passing by a grocery store, he stopped curiously as he saw a circle of people gathered around.

I saw a big notice with black letters on a red background posted at the door of the grocery store.

: In order to balance supply and demand, ensure market parkability, and crack down on illegal reselling, with the approval of the government, high-priced supply will be implemented in addition to the quota starting from January 1.

According to the principle of being open and selling...

After reading it, Yang Xiaole was thinking about it.

High-priced goods will be supplied starting from New Year's Day. These are outside the quota and no invoices will be charged.

It's just that the price is a bit scary.

Four or five times.

Candy, fruit candies, originally cost 1.04 yuan, but now cost 5 yuan per pound.

There are eleven kinds of pastries, the cheapest one costs 3 yuan per catty, and the most expensive one costs 7 yuan and 6 cents.

Take Taosu, for example. It was originally 82 cents. In addition to the pastry stamps, it also required 80 taels of food stamps. Now it costs three yuan a pound, no tickets.

I mean, don’t buy it on the black market.

Come to me.

I'm not breaking the law.

After looking at it for a while, he stopped looking.

No tickets are required, but it’s even more expensive, too damn expensive.

It is impossible to be willing to buy this thing unless it is necessary or the child is greedy.

A pound of the cheapest pastry can cover three or four days' salary. It's too expensive.

At most, only about one-tenth of it would be willing to buy something so expensive.

But this is already settled and gives you a choice. Unlike before, you had no choice at all.

After eating the ration, just watch.

After all, most of the people in the city have never entered the black market, and they dare not enter the black market.

Then he rode his bike home.

arrive home.

The eldest sister was cooking there, and Xizi was tinkering with her skates.

"Brother, let's go skating tomorrow!"

The skating rink also has nightclubs, but they are basically dominated by young people. Children will basically not go there at night unless they live nearby.

"Let's see then!"

Yang Xiaole muttered, then looked at the simple skates of several people.

The skates in the space are available in various sizes and styles.

But it can't be taken out and used.

After all, a pair of ice skates nowadays is not cheap.

He used Su Ling's excuse to get a pair, but if he did too many, others would become suspicious.

Forget it.

Just think of it as giving them a childhood they can remember.

Xizi nodded nonchalantly: "Well, I have to go there with Lao Er and the others anyway."

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes.

Damn it, I’ve become your backup!

After looking around, he didn't see Xiaoli and Xiaomai, so he asked, "Where are Xiaomai and the others?"

While the eldest sister was busy, she muttered: "I don't know, I went out to play with Haitang, Xiaozao, Taozi and the others."

After working for a while, she thought of something and muttered: "By the way, Xiaole, my sister-in-law seems to be pregnant."

These words made him stunned for a moment: "When did it happen?"

"Mother said it!"

"Did you go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No... Oops, I can't tell you clearly. You just need to know."

It’s hard for the eldest sister to explain either.

After Yang Xiaole heard this, he immediately realized that he must have missed his period.

But it's not surprising. They have been married for three months, so there should be some movement.

Calculated this way, it’s almost two months.

A burst of emotion followed.

Big brother is going to be a father!

(End of this chapter)