Reborn in the red age

Chapter 174 Tiesheng, I’ll take you to play football another day

Looking curiously at Shi Tiesheng who was sitting in a wheelchair, isn't this Yu Hua's resentful brother and the best goalkeeper? If you don't write a novel at home, why go here to participate in some poetry meeting?

Qingfeng Li did not bend down, and extended his right hand to the other person in the gesture of shaking hands with a normal person: "Hello, I am Qingfeng Li, nice to meet you."

The wheelchair was not high, and Qingfeng Li's right hand had already reached the top of the opponent's head, some distance away from Shi Tiiesheng's right hand.

Seeing his right hand resting on top of his head, Shi Tiiesheng was stunned, and excitedly raised his outstretched right hand high, shaking hands with Qingfeng Li above his head.

The two of them did not participate in the criticism of the policy in the room. Li Qingfeng asked Teacher Zhou to help carry Shi Tiiesheng out of the main room and chatted about computers in the yard.

Seeing that Shi Tiesheng was really interested in computers, Li Qingfeng explained to him in detail what computers were used for in layman's terms, and briefly described the development of personal computers abroad.

"Hey, I really didn't expect that foreign technology has developed to this extent. Our domestic people don't even talk about personal computers. Not many families even have a black and white TV." After listening to Li Qingfeng's story, Shi Tiesheng said in a low voice. His head murmured in a low voice with emotion.

Qingfeng Li picked up a cigarette from his pocket, took out one, lit it, and said firmly: "It has been opened up now, and it will get better and better in the future. In twenty years, no, ten years, ten years from now, our country will definitely If televisions can be popularized, even personal computers will enter thousands of households."

In response to Qingfeng Li's words, Shi Tiiesheng just smiled and did not answer the question. Instead, he asked Qingfeng Li about the situation abroad.

The two chatted for a long time in the courtyard. Qingfeng Li did not hide anything about the situation abroad. On the one hand, the good and the bad, including the depravity of San Francisco at night and the indulgence of students at American University, were all realistic. He told Shi Tiesheng.

This was the first time that Shi Tiesheng learned about the real side of America. When he heard about the happy education of the lower class society in the United States, the ubiquitous drug dealing, the abuse of drugs on campus, and the noise in the streets every night, Shi Tiesheng's mouth opened wide. , it took a long time before he closed his mouth.

"Teacher Li, Comrade Shi, you two, stop talking. You guys are right here today. There is a dance tonight."

While the two were discussing the social phenomenon in the United States, Teacher Zhou walked out of the main room and smiled and invited the two to attend the dance party in the main room.

Hearing the word "dance", Li Qingfeng was stunned. What's going on? Isn't it a poetry meeting? Why is the dance involved? This thing is illegal now. If someone reports this, you will have to spend a night in the police station.

For such dangerous activities, Li Qingfeng, who was well versed in ethics, always stayed away from him. He declined Teacher Zhou's invitation and proposed the idea of ​​going back.

Seeing that Qingfeng Li was about to leave, Shi Tiiesheng planned to leave with him. Not to mention the scholar's character, what kind of dance could he, a patient in a wheelchair, attend? Dancing in a wheelchair with your female partner in your arms?

Qingfeng Li was waiting outside the door pushing his bicycle. When he saw Shi Tiesheng coming out, he and his companions who brought him here carried Shi Tiesheng out of the courtyard. After the three of them exchanged pleasantries, Qingfeng Li and Shi Tiesheng who was pushing the wheelchair left together.

Seeing the embarrassment on Shi Tiesheng's face, Li Qingfeng thought for a moment, stopped the bicycle, and checked the firmness of his wheelchair with Shi Tiesheng's puzzled eyes. After confirming that the wheelchair was very firm.

Qingfeng Li clapped his hands and said to Shi Tiesheng with a smile: "Tiesheng, do you want to experience the feeling of speed and lightning?"

"????"

On Sijiucheng Street when the sun was about to set, a young man in a wheelchair was holding the back seat of a fast bicycle with one hand.

A bicycle, a wheelchair, and two young men in their twenties were speeding through the streets of Sijiu City. From time to time, the young man sitting in the wheelchair would shout excitedly.

After Shi Tiesheng, who had been excited all the way, was safely sent home, Shi Tiesheng invited Qingfeng Li to his home for dinner, but Qingfeng Li declined.

In June this year, a once-in-a-century catastrophic flood occurred in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. More than 100 counties were affected. Now the country is in short supply of food. It’s better to forget about eating. No one has enough food.

The two of them exchanged contact information with each other at the door. Before Li Qingfeng left, he looked at Shi Tiesheng waving at him and remembered that Yu Hua took him to play football, so he said with a smile: "Tie Sheng, there are often people in our school on weekends. Play football. I will pick you up when the time comes. Let’s play football with the young people from school.”

Without waiting for his reply, Li Qingfeng pedaled his bike and rode away.

Instead of going back to school directly, it was already dinner time. Li Qingfeng didn't want to go to the canteen. Seeing that it was not far from the maintenance point in Sanlihe, he simply turned over there and had something with Wang Weimin.

Pushing the bicycle into the maintenance point, he saw Ma Wenhui and Wang Weimin eating in the main room. Li Qingfeng was stunned at the time. What was going on with these two people? He immediately laughed and joked: "Oh, no, this is wrong, very wrong, Wenhui Brother, why are you here if you don't stay well at Shi Jingshan?"

"Brother, why are you here today? Sit down, sit down, let's have some drinks later." When Wang Weimin saw Qingfeng Li coming, he quickly stood up from the stool and greeted Qingfeng Li to sit down.

Ma Wenhui didn't even lift her butt, rolled her eyes at Qingfeng Li, and said fiercely: "Why can't I come? Who stipulates that I must stay in the factory and cannot come out?"

"That's not true. It's not the weekend or anything. You, an engineer from Shougang, shouldn't be here." Taking the chopsticks, Li Qingfeng sat down and said with a smile.

"I feel unhappy. I took two days off and planned to come here to play games for two days. Why, you're not welcome?"    "Welcome, welcome. I don't live here anyway, so what's the point of being welcome or not?"

Seeing Qingfeng Li nodding in resignation, Ma Wenhui nodded with satisfaction. As for Wang Weimin next to her, she didn't even look at him and had no respect at all for this old resident who had been living in the courtyard.

Ma Wenhui was there in the evening, and Li Qingfeng asked Wang Weimin to open a bottle of Maozi, and the three of them started drinking.

Ma Wenhui was in a bad state. Halfway through her drink, she picked up Qingfeng Li's peonies and started lighting them.

Seeing Ma Wenhui, who had quit smoking for four years, light up a cigarette again, Li Qingfeng realized that this girl must have been angry at Shougang, and asked Wang Weimin through his eyes. After seeing Wang Weimin shake his head, Li Qingfeng asked tentatively: " Brother, what happened? Are you being bullied?"

I didn't ask if it was okay, but when I asked Ma Wenhui, this careless girl immediately fell on the table and started crying, shouting in a loud voice.

After so many years of being together, this was the first time I saw Ma Wenhui, a carefree girl from the Northeast, cry. For a while, everyone was a little at a loss.

Wang Weimin had been in business for so many years and his temper had somewhat subsided. Seeing Ma Wenhui crying like this, his temper when he went to the countryside resurfaced. He slammed the table and shouted: "Who bullied you? Is it your leader?" ? Where is his home? Now I will kill him with my brother."

Li Qingfeng did not refute Wang Weimin's words. They had been living together since they went to the countryside in 75. If Ma Wenhui was really bullied, Li Qingfeng would really dare to knock on her door today.

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

"It has nothing to do with the leader."

"Yes. Ah.. Ah.. Ah, I'm embarrassed to say it."

Hearing Ma Wenhui's intermittent words, Li Qingfeng frowned, what's going on with this brother? Could it be that he was dumped?

"We've been in a relationship for how many years, what's there to be embarrassed about between the two of us?"

"My brother is right. We have known each other for many years. In this 49th city, no matter who bullies you, we will definitely help you get it back."

It took a long time for Ma Wenhui to stop crying. After hesitating for a while, she took out an envelope from her pocket and placed it on the table. Then she looked down at the bottom of the table in embarrassment.

Looking at each other with Wang Weimin, Li Qingfeng picked up the envelope on the table and took a look. This letter was sent back from Japan.

Glancing at Ma Wenhui, who was still looking down at her feet, Qingfeng Li took out the letter paper inside, opened it and read ten lines at a time.

After reading the letter, Li Qingfeng looked at Ma Wenhui with a strange expression. He really guessed that this girl had really been dumped. The question was, when was she the one to talk to?

Wang Weimin read the entire letter with his head bent, scratched his head, and asked in confusion: "Brother, what is written in this letter?"

At first glance, this letter was written by an intellectual. It quoted from classics and was very cryptic. The general idea was that the wages and incomes in the Japanese country were very high and the society was highly prosperous. They were not willing to come back to the country to live a hard life, and asked Ma Wenhui to say goodbye. Wait for him.

Qingfeng Li had a hard time reading this letter, let alone Wang Weimin, who graduated from junior high school.

"If this person doesn't come back, he won't come back. What's the point of waiting for this kind of person?" Pushing Wang Weimin's big head aside, Qingfeng Li considered his tone and asked tentatively: "Brother, this person is from your school. ?"

After hearing Qingfeng Li's question, Ma Wenhui, who was still looking down at the shoe, shook her head.

Wang Weimin next to him finally understood. His eyes widened and he exclaimed in disbelief: "What? Ma Wenhui, are you dating someone? Who is it?"

"Who is who? What does it have to do with you? Can you still tell me the name?" Wang Weimin was so shocked that his ears hurt, and Qingfeng Li kicked him angrily.

After Wang Weimin became honest, Li Qingfeng asked in a low voice: "Brother, since this person is not from your school, who is he?"

After a period of silence, Ma Wenhui said softly: "I have only seen his photos, and we have been communicating through letters."

"Oh, it turns out you are pen pals."

(End of this chapter)