Reborn My 1993

Chapter 89

Helping his mother push the tricycle out of the small courtyard, Zhang Yiming directly closed the courtyard door and went to school.

"Little brat, just wait and see if I don't beat you when I get home."

"Didn't I already beat you yesterday!"

"Fart, you still dare to talk back. If you have the ability to cause trouble for your father, you must have the ability to bear the consequences. You fool, hurry up."

Zhang Yiming came out of the shed after delivering the bicycle, and saw Ma Jun and his father Ma Jiamin walking in through the gate. Ma Jiamin glared at his son who was walking beside him.

"Morning, Uncle Ma."

"Xiao Ming, you came very early. Look at Xiao Ming, he is more diligent than you. He dawdled early in the morning. If your mother hadn't lifted the quilt to pick you up, you would have been considered a good boy if you weren't late. I am talking nonsense, old man."

Ma Jiamin's character is like this, Zhang Yiming is not surprised, not only that, but Ma Jun's mother is also a fiery temper, and the two firecrackers ended up having a dumb cannon.

"Uncle Ma, I'm going in first. I have to clean the playground today, so I won't be in a hurry."

"All right, all right, go quickly, don't delay."

Ma Jiamin waved his hand at Zhang Yiming with a very kind attitude. He turned to look at his son, and his eyes suddenly changed.

"If you look at it, you will know that you have slipped away. Hurry up and send the car. I will have to look at the store later. I will know in a day that it will make your father worry. Go quickly."

Seeing that Ma Jun didn't move, Ma Jiamin raised his foot and kicked Ma Jun's ass, scared Ma Jun hurriedly pushed the bicycle and ran away. Zhang Yiming turned his head to see this scene, and shook his head helplessly.

Ma Jiamin is a tough man with a tender heart, and he looks hot-tempered, but he clearly knows how soft this tough man's heart is. In his previous life, Ma Jun died unexpectedly, and Ma Jiamin never shed tears from the accident to Ma Jun's burial. After leaving, the man knelt in front of Ma Jun's grave, crying heartbreakingly while hugging the cold tombstone. Although it had been a lifetime, Zhang Yiming could still clearly feel the pain and despair of Ma Jiamin at that time.

When Zhang Yiming returned to his seat, unexpectedly he didn't see his deskmate Ge Meng.

Gai Meng is a dormitory student. He usually has to go to morning self-study, and Gai Meng is very hardworking. In his previous life, he almost never saw Gai Meng absent. The most important thing is that Gai Meng's desk is clean. The desk also remained in the same state as it was after school last night.

"Tian Zhijia, did you see Ge Meng?"

Zhang Yiming patted Tian Zhijia on the shoulder at the front desk and asked.

"He didn't go back to the dormitory last night. The teacher who checked the dormitory has registered his name. I guess he must be recorded."

Didn't come back last night?

Is it.
Zhang Yiming stood up abruptly.

In his previous life, he took sick leave six out of ten days, and he didn't have a deep relationship with Gai Meng, so he didn't remember many details about Gai Meng clearly, but Tian Zhijia's words just happened to remind him all of a sudden. .

"Mingzi, Baoya Yang is too ruthless, Mingzi, what are you doing in front of my father?"

"Ma Jun, ask Teacher He for a leave of absence for me, I have something to do."

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Zhang Yiming rushed out like a gust of wind.

Gai Meng was detained.

This is the memory that appeared in Zhang Yiming's mind just at that moment.

"Wang Hao, help me."

Zhang Yiming knew a lot about Gai Meng, but he was not sure about the specific details, so he needed Wang Hao's help.

Wang Hao came out of the classroom and heard Zhang Yiming's words without any hesitation.

Because class was about to start, the school gate was closed, so Wang Hao took Ma Jun directly to the fence next to the men's toilet. Zhang Yiming saw a lot of broken bricks piled up under the fence, a pile of 34 centimeters.

"Jump from here, there is a dirt bag under it, you can't fall."

Wang Hao was a sports student, and he often skipped classes. Zhang Yiming was not surprised. He reached out and grabbed the top of the wall, and rode on it. There was indeed a big dirt bag outside the wall.

"Wang Hao, do you know Baldy Hou?"

After the two jumped off the wall, Zhang Yiming asked Wang Hao.

"Hou Bald? You want to find him?"

Wang Hao's face darkened a bit.

"Well, it's okay, you just need to take me somewhere, and you don't need to come forward for other things."

"I, Wang Hao, are the kind of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Let's go."

Hearing Zhang Yiming's words, Wang Hao bit his lip, then turned around, and led Zhang Yiming quickly away along the outside of the wall.

Along the way, the two of them hardly spoke. Wang Hao walked in front with big strides. Zhang Yiming almost had to trot to keep up. Finally, Wang Hao led Zhang Yiming into a shantytown in the north of the railway.

This shantytown has a large area, almost tens of thousands of square meters, and there are many people living in it, but most of them are migrants. Although Tongyuan County is only a county seat, compared with the surrounding towns and villages, there are still more employment opportunities. There are many more, and many people in towns and rural areas drag their families to Tongyuan County to make a living.

There is no way or money to buy a house in the county, so I build it myself. At this time, building a house is not as troublesome as it was later, especially after 2018, the state will change the land use rights in rural areas, including strict control of rural household registration. The sale of houses was basically stopped, and there were many restrictions on the flipping of old houses. But in 1993, no one cared about this kind of wasteland. As long as you had money and wanted to, you could build whatever you wanted, including villas.

Combining the two lives before and after, this is the first time Zhang Yiming has come here.

Because they are all self-built houses, the materials used to build the houses are various, and the shapes are also different. The front and back are in a mess, and the ground is full of pits, large and small. Slag and broken bricks, but not only did not improve the condition of the road surface, but it looked even more chaotic.

Hens and roosters kept coming and going on the road, as well as dirty stray dogs running back and forth. Seeing Zhang Yiming and Wang Hao coming, the hen clucked and flapped its wings, and the stray dogs bared. The teeth were fierce at the two people, and the paws were still scratching on the ground, creating two deep grooves. It was really a chicken and a dog.

"Hou Baldy lives here?"

Zhang Yiming was a little surprised. Although he didn't know much about Hou Tuzi, even if a gangster didn't go in and out of places like dance halls and KTVs, he shouldn't live in such places.

"Come with me, remember, when you enter the courtyard, don't make a sound."

Although Wang Hao is still a high school student, but at this time, he has already revealed some temperament of a big brother in society.

"Ah."

Zhang Yiming knew that this was not the time to show off, so he didn't refute, and followed Wang Hao back and forth in the shanty town.

"Wang Wang Wang."

In a big iron cage, a black Tibetan Mastiff jumped on the cage and barked at Zhang Yiming and Wang Hao. To be honest, Zhang Yiming was shocked.

In 1993, the Tibetan mastiff was not a well-known dog breed, and there were very few people who raised it. What's more, the Tibetan mastiff in front of me was a tiger-headed black mastiff, the most ferocious of the Tibetan mastiff breeds.

(End of this chapter)