Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

Volume 4 Junior High School and Social Change

Chapter 159 Bayu, Bayu (4)

On August 85, 8, two off-road vehicles and one commercial vehicle drove into the urban area of ​​Bayu. After driving for three consecutive days, Zhang Xingming arrived in Bayu City, which is still a prefecture-level city under the jurisdiction of Bashu Province. I have lived in the city for more than ten years.

Bayu in the 80s can be called Old Bayu, a thoroughly old city.

The whole city lives next to the mountain and is accompanied by the river. The sky is not sunny for three days, and the ground is not three feet flat. The narrow streets are undulating and curved, covered with black scale tiles, full of mottled old walls, and winding stone roads. The criss-crossing, turbid rivers divided the whole city into fragments, and a vicissitudes, depression, and heavy sense of history rushed to the face.

The continuous drizzle washed Zhang Xingming and his party's body covered with wind and dust, and the whole city was wrapped in light rain, which looked a bit gloomy and cold in the gray and black main color.

There are lights in the low houses on the side of the road. Most of the old-fashioned houses here are made of wooden walls. Bricks are rarely used. halo of lights.

Zhang Xingming lay on the car window and looked out, looking for the familiarity in the strangeness. Unfortunately, the age gap is too big. In his last life, he came to Bayu in 2002. At that time, Bayu had been under the direct jurisdiction for 5 years. Entering the fast track of development, high-rise buildings are rising frequently, which is completely different from Bayu in 85.

This time Zhang Xingming brought a total of seven people, six demobilized soldiers temporarily transferred from the security company, and one officer sent by the Provincial Public Security Bureau.

At that time, banks did not have the service of universal deposit and universal withdrawal. Passbooks can only be deposited and withdrawn wherever they are, and it is not acceptable to change to a savings bank. Checks can only be made to business, and ordinary people must bring cash when going out.

At the end of the 80s, self-employed people traveled south and north with cash on their backs, so robbery, theft and fraud emerged in endlessly. At that time, when going out, they would sew money into their clothes and pants, or wrap it around their waists and put it into their trouser legs, or even step on their shoes. Keep just enough money in your pocket for spending all the way.

There are too many people who can’t pretend, so they can only bring more people, carry a knife, and be hugged by someone 24 hours a day, and dare not sleep in the car.

Moreover, driving across several provinces in the 80s was not as peaceful and beautiful as imagined. Car bandits and road tyrants were everywhere, and they had to pass through a large number of uninhabited mountainous areas. So this time seven people brought six 64s to charge, and the Public Security Bureau sent An officer is on board to deal with emergencies at random, including communicating with local government departments along the way if necessary.

All the way from Fengtian to Bayu, several cars were stopped more than ten times. If they were not carrying guns, it would be hard to say what happened.

I ate an authentic Bayu hot pot in the city, stayed overnight, and left the main city in three cars the next day to Zhang Xingming’s first destination this time, Yongchuan Xiannong, which is far from the main city of Bayu More than 100 kilometers, all of which are winding dirt roads in the countryside. Many roads in Zhang Xingming's memory do not exist. If Zhang Xingming could not speak the local language, it would have taken a few days just to find the place.

Wake up early and arrive at three o'clock in the afternoon.

The cars on this road are going around the mountains and rivers. From time to time, you can see sparse trees and ponds everywhere. Looking down from the road, you can see fields of various shapes, and black scale tiles hidden in the bushes. roof.

There is no ridge or trimming in the farming here, just digging and loosening the soil according to the natural shape, planting randomly, and growing randomly.Looking up from the road, the fields are like terraced fields, step by step, following the mountain, and the houses are here and there, and almost no one is next to each other.

The walls with black wooden doors and rammed earth, and the windows are small, which is a bit like a temple.The trees here have no branches, just a straight trunk with a tuft of leaves at the top, and the trees are far away from each other and do not grow together.

The closer to the place where there are many people, the more ponds there will be, most of which are planted with lotus roots, and the clear green lotus leaves are stretched on the water surface, and bamboos grow randomly by the ponds, roadsides, and in front of houses. Finally, most of them are finger-thin rods, which look deep in color.

From time to time, I would meet a bus on the road, a bus like a big piece of bread, each of which was overloaded to the point where it couldn't be squeezed, and walked on the winding mountain road staggeringly and humming.

As soon as the three cars entered the town, they attracted all the attention. At this time, tractors in the countryside were still high-end means of transportation, and they usually traveled by walking or pulling carts with livestock, and they were crowded with passenger cars.

The town in 85 has not changed much from the later generations. The brick buildings built by the villagers themselves are still old-fashioned wooden houses on stilts, but the general layout is basically the same. Zhang Xingming looked around and thought about it for a while. I understand the direction.

I found a spacious place to park the car, four people guarded the car, and three people accompanied Zhang Xingming to find someone, Zhang Xingming's second wife Guo Yonghong in his previous life.

On both sides of the main road in the town are a few uneven small red brick buildings built by the government. They are basically two-story buildings with quotations from Chairman Mao painted with white paint on them. Stand by the side of the road.Going downhill from the main road, there is a large and small old Sichuan-style courtyard house, where Guo Yonghong's family lives.

She is one year older than Zhang Xingming, and she should be 1 years old now. Like Zhang Xingming, she is now in the last year of elementary school, and she will go to junior high school more than ten miles away next year.

In 85, Guo Yonghong's father had already worked in Yongchuan County, and her mother also brought her younger brother to live with her father in the county. She lived with her grandfather in the old house, basically taking care of herself. Five dollars for living expenses from her dad.

Standing at the gate of Guo's old house, Zhang Xingming felt a little indescribable, a little excited, a little sad, and a little scared. He looked around at the two security guards who were following him, took a deep breath, walked up and pushed the courtyard away. Door.

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, there was a courtyard dam of more than ten square meters, piled with some miscellaneous farm tools and so on, paved with bluestone slabs, looked around, Zhang Xingming called: "Guo Yonghong, can't you get on the roof? Guo Yonghong."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the room: "Which one?" Then the young Guo Yonghong pushed open the door of the main room and appeared in front of Zhang Xingming, thin and dark, wearing a dress with a blue flower bottom, holding a card in his hand , the hair was sticking to the forehead messily with sweat, if not wearing a skirt, he would be more like a boy.

Looking at the cards in her hand, it was not poker, but a kind of card from the Bashu area. It was played in a similar way to mahjong. The local name was "Yaodigou" (pronunciation, I don't know which words it is), and it was played like mahjong. Stop bullshitting and count.

Zhang Xingming murmured that Guo Yonghong's only hobby in later generations was playing cards. He was either playing cards or on the way to play cards every day. During the years when the two lived together, mahjong and cards took up most of their time. Including her pregnancy, confinement, and going to work.

Chapter 160 Meeting 20 Years Earlier (5)

It is said that Bashu is called the Land of Abundance, and the people live leisurely. People here spend most of their time playing. There are mahjong parlors everywhere from the city to the countryside. You can hear the sound of mahjong wherever you go. Get up and rub the table.

Back in 04, Zhang Xingming saw someone playing mahjong with a table in front of the police station. Winning or losing a game cost hundreds of dollars, and the police stood by and watched the tricks.You must know that anyone who beats fifty cents in the Northeast will be caught and fined for gambling.Like two countries?

Zhang Xingming was looking at the young Guo Yonghong, when a sweat-stained face appeared behind Guo Yonghong: "Which one?" Looking at Zhang Xingming.

Zhang Xingming took a look at her, and could recognize that this was Wu Yan, Guo Yonghong's classmate and best friend, who lived in Guo Yonghong's house for several years, counting the time, it was exactly this time.

When I met her in 03, she was already a big boss. She made knitwear and produced and sold it herself. But at that time, she was not very friendly to Guo Yonghong.

"Playing cards?" Zhang Xingming went up to greet Guo Yonghong. The two security guards looked around and stood still at the gate of the courtyard.

"Which one are you?" Guo Yonghong looked at him suspiciously.

"Looking for you to play (play) plugs, I see that you are playing tricks, and you are instigating." Zhang Xingming stretched out his hand and took the cards in her hand and twisted them to look.

Guo Yonghong looked at Zhang Xingming in a daze, blinked for a long time before asking: "Who are you? You know me?" Zhang Xingming didn't answer, looked at Wu Yan, and said: "Wu Yan instigated? He didn't answer himself. House head? You have graduated from elementary school, huh?"

Wu Yan curled her lips and said, "Which one are you? You can control me?" Two children, a boy and a girl, walked out of the room, surrounded Guo Yonghong and asked, "Where are you? What about claws?" (What are you doing together? what)"

Zhang Xingming handed the card to Guo Yonghong and asked, "Isn't your father (grandfather) playing in the house?"

Guo Yonghong shook his head, and said, "No way, my eldest father is old (he went to my aunt's house), what should I do?"

Zhang Xingming: "How did you do in the exam? Do you study in (just) Xiannong?"

Guo Yonghong lowered his head and said, "Generally, where are you going in Xiannong?"

"Is it okay to go to Bayu for fun?" Zhang Xingming looked at Guo Yonghong and said, "Cut it, cut it? (Go or not)"

Guo Yonghong looked at Zhang Xingming with wide eyes: "To Bayu? Are you coaxing me? (Lying to me)"

Zhang Xingming said: "Let's go, go to Yongchuan and talk to your old man (father), I will take you to cut Bayu."

Guo Yonghong is a little moved. She is a little girl who has lived independently for many years. She is very courageous, and her personality is simple and honest, and she is especially trustworthy. If Zhang Xingming does not come, follow the trajectory of her previous life. Before school starts at the end of the month, there will be a performance team from out of town to perform here.

Guo Yonghong likes to sing very much, so she went to see it, and asked if she could take her away. She also wanted to sing. When they saw her as a child, they just said yes, you can go with us.In the end, this silly girl really packed her luggage and followed her. Fortunately, she was not met by a bad person and sent her back.

In other words, it took more than a week for her to give away, but no one in her family knew about it, thanks to the fact that there have not been so many human traffickers in this era.

"Then clean it up, and leave now, and wait until you are old forever." Zhang Xingming pushed Guo Yonghong into the room.

It was still so dark and dilapidated, and it was the same bed, which is an antique. The developer compensated her 2008 yuan when the land was occupied and developed in 20.

Guo Yonghong began to pack his things, Wu Yan followed, looked at Zhang Xingming, and asked Guo Yonghong in a low voice: "Who is he? Are you really going to cut Bayu?"

Guo Yonghong turned to Zhang Xingming while tidying up, "What's your name?" Zhang Xingming stepped forward and took out her clothes from the small bag, and said, "My name is Zhang Xingming, bring keys, money and important things, nothing else. Get old."

Guo Yonghong brushed her hair and said, "Why don't I use it?" Zhang Xingming said, "Buy them all in Xinli, these beans don't want to be old, but for the old, are you throwing away your household registration books?" "Yes." Guo Yonghong nodded , went to the cabinet and took out the account book and shook it.

"Okay, keys, money, account book, graduation certificate, is there anything else important?"

Guo Yonghong looked back and forth in the room, shook his head, "I'm not old, I still have clothes, don't tell me to take them. (Don't let me take them)"