MTL - Hello 1983-Chapter 1 I'll kill you bastard!

  Chapter 1 I'll kill you bastard!

   "Sanfenger, wake up, wake up, don't scare me!"

   Liu Qingshan heard someone calling his nickname in his ears, it felt so familiar and long ago. Since his grandparents and mother passed away one after another, basically no one called him "Sanfeng'er" anymore.

  The name Sanfeng is very particular. He has two older sisters: Liu Jinfeng and Liu Yinfeng.

   Knowing that this is the first boy in the family, according to local customs, he was worried that it would be difficult to support him, so he took the nickname of the girl.

  Liu Qingshan wanted to open his eyes to take a look, but the two thin eyelids seemed to be heavy with two heavy weights.

   "Sanfeng, don't make any mistakes. Don't forget that you still owe me a nickel!"

   Pa, it seems like a slap.

   Then another voice sounded next to my ear: "Big head, don't howl, I saw that Sanfeng'er's eyelids are moving."

   "Really, Er Biaozi, don't fool me!"

   "Really, Sanfeng's eyes are open, she must be fine!"

  Liu Qingshan finally opened his eyes, and found himself lying on the grass, the sun was a bit dazzling.

   After getting used to it, I could clearly see the two and a half boys dangling in front of me. They were naked and tanned like black loach.

   "Big head, Er Biaozi, what are you doing..."

   In front of me are the two best friends of my youth, but suddenly they have changed into their childhood appearance. Is there really rejuvenation in this world?

  The kid whose head was a bit bigger than the average kid jumped down with a cheer.

  Two hands pressed on Liu Qingshan's belly which was also bare, and then with a puff, a sip of water came out of Liu Qingshan's mouth, spraying Datou's face all over.

  The kid didn't care, he wiped it with his hands, gritted his teeth and laughed: "Sanfenger, you almost scared me out of my soul just now."

   Blinking his eyes hard twice, Liu Qingshan trembled.

  He suddenly remembered, didn't the scene in front of him happen in the summer vacation when he graduated from the third year of junior high school. He and his friends went swimming in the reservoir to catch fish, and almost drowned because of leg cramps.

   That year, he was only sixteen years old.

  So, he asked anxiously: "Big head, what year is this year?"

  Big head's happy face suddenly collapsed: "It's over, Sanfengyan is a fool, then do you still remember that you owe me five cents?"

   "Go aside!"

  Another stronger boy pulled the big head aside, "Sanfenger, this year is 1983, we just graduated!"

  1983? Liu Qingshan nodded blankly, raised his arm to look at it, his slender arm, his little hand looked like chicken feet, and then looked down.

   Well, sure enough, the hair hasn’t grown all the way yet.

   Come back, really come back!

  The middle-aged greasy uncle has turned back into a half-child, and everything will start again!

  In the last life, I lived too tired and owed too much to my family.

   This time, he wants to hold his fate firmly in his hands!

  Clenching his fists tightly, Liu Qingshan's mind became much clearer, and suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.

  He leaped to the ground and jumped up from the grass: "Big head, Er Biaozi, what date is it today?"

  The big head scratched his wet head: "It's a holiday, who still remembers the date?"

   Er Biaozi was more clever: "July 20th, what's wrong?"

   Sure enough, it is this day!

  Liu Qingshan roared in his head, and roared in his mouth: "Quick, come with me to find Gao Wenxue, that idiot!"

   After shouting, he ran away.

   "Sanfenger, isn't Gao Wenxue dating your elder sister?"

  Big Head's voice came from behind.

   "Get dressed first!"

   This is the voice of Er Biaozi.

  Liu Qingshan ran a few steps, feeling a bit chilly, and ran back quickly.

  Two torn trousers and a pair of underpants were thrown on the grass, and he couldn't remember which one belonged to him.

  Liu Qingshan yelled again: "Quickly wear it!"

  Hey, Er Biaozi picked up the pair of green cloth pants with two large patches on the knees.

  The big head slowly picked up the underpants.

  Liu Qingshan then picked up the blue trousers. The trousers were very old, and there were two big patches, one blue and one green, sewn on the buttocks.

  After anxiously slipping on one leg, Liu Qingshan realized that he couldn't wear it anymore, and the more anxious he became, the more chaotic he became.

   "Sanfenger, your pants are on the side."

  Er Biaozi reminded me next to him.

   Thinking about the two older sisters in the family, Liu Qingshan understood a little bit.

  At this time, the family was poor, and a piece of clothing was three years old, three years old, and three years old, and it took three years to mend it. When it was his turn, he might choose which sister’s to wear. A pair of trousers would be fine.

   Anyway, I pushed my pants in and put on the waistband, but it turned out to be a bit confusing. You said it was a delay.

  This is still a thick canvas belt, with a small iron semicircular bowl at one end and an iron ring at the other end, the two are interlocked to fit perfectly.

   Seeing a red vest on the ground that was almost faded to white, he picked it up and put it on his upper body.

  Picking up the thousand-ply-soled cloth shoes again, a small hole was opened in the front of the cloth shoes, and the thumb toe poked out of the hole openly.

   There is no way, the boy wastes too much time, the girl wastes too much pancreas, every family is like this.

  After wearing it, Liu Qingshan spread his hooves and ran towards the village not far away.

  …

  At this very moment, in the crude waiting room of Bishui County Railway Station, a young man was holding the arm of a middle-aged man, and asked anxiously:

   "Old uncle, what disease did my mother suffer from, and what is going on now, old uncle, tell me quickly?"

  The young man wears a big nearsighted mirror, combs his hair in three to seven parts, and has a thin, scrupulous face that looks gentle, but at the moment he looks anxious.

  The middle-aged man was relatively thin, with an unhurried expression on his face, he reached out and patted his nephew on the shoulder:

   "Literature, your mother is not sick at all."

  Anyway, now the letter of introduction has been issued, and the train ticket has also been bought.

   As long as he escorts his nephew back to Beijing, he will complete the task.

   "Not sick? Uncle, what's going on?"

   Gao Wenxue pushed his glasses hard with his hand, feeling a little dazed.

  The old uncle took his nephew, sat down on the long wooden chair, and said earnestly:

   "Literature, last time you wrote a letter to your family, saying that you have met someone in the countryside and you are going to get married, right?"

Ok! Gao Wenxue nodded emphatically, of course he made up his mind.

   "You silly child, if you really get married in the countryside, you will spend your whole life in a small ravine, farming and digging dung all day, and your life will be completely ruined!"

  Gao Xuexue has always been obsessed with literary creation. Although he is a bit bookish, he now understands a little bit:

   "Uncle, but Jinfeng and I..."

  The middle-aged man didn't ask him to continue, and interrupted his nephew: "Literature, you are still too young to know that people are sinister."

   "The girl in the village is interested in your status as an educated youth. Knowing that you will return to the city sooner or later, she will bring her back to the city, and she will become a city person in a sudden change. She is a climber and uses you."

  Gao Wenxue shook his head, his gaze through the lens was very firm: "No, uncle, Jinfeng is not what you said."

   This kid is really stubborn!

  The middle-aged man is also a little anxious: "Everything has been arranged for you at home. If you rely on the relationship to go through the back door, your mother will almost kneel down to the leader of the factory to win you the opportunity to enter the factory."

   "Don't you like writing? The leader of the factory said that he directly asked you to join the trade union and focus on training in the future."

   "If you don't go back, your mother will get angry in a hurry, and maybe she will be really sick. You say you are not filial, child?"

  Gao Wenxue is also in a dilemma this time. On the one hand, he is the parents who raised him, and on the other hand, he is the girl he loves. He doesn't know what to do.

  Of course he also wants to go back to the city. After all, the life in the capital is not comparable to this small mountain village.

  The old uncle was watching his words and expressions, and when he saw his nephew struggling, he struck while the iron was hot:

   "Literature, you should go back to the city and settle down first. If you are sincere with that girl, you can come back to the city later. The old uncle can't force you to be Chen Shimei, right?"

   This seems good!

  Yes, go back to the city first, and then marry Jinfeng in a grand manner.

  Gao Wenxue's eyes lit up, thinking he had found a solution to the problem.

   It's just that a nerd like him doesn't know that the residence registration in the capital is so easy to solve?

   What his old uncle meant was to coax him back first, and after a while, he would naturally forget about this small mountain village.

  The nephew and uncle were silent for a while, and Gao Wenxue gradually settled down:

   "Uncle, even if I go back to the city, I have to tell Jinfeng to wait for me at ease."

   "I've already bought the train tickets, so I'd better write a letter after I get home."

  The old uncle managed to coax his eldest nephew to the station, and of course he would not let him go back.

  Gao Wenxue thought for a while, but he could only nod his head. At this moment, he suddenly heard a shout coming into his ears.

   "High Literature!"

   "Gao Wenxue, where are you!"

  Who finds himself?

  Gao Wenxue stood up and looked towards the door of the waiting room, and saw a half-grown man shouting profusely in sweat, bouncing up and down, and looking around.

  The half-sized man was wearing a faded vest on his upper body, which had been drenched with sweat.

  Gao Wenxue immediately waved his arms when he saw it: "Sanfeng, I'm here!"

  When Liu Qingshan saw the other party, his forehead suddenly burst into flames, his fists were clenched so loudly that he rushed forward and kicked directly.

  Half a child, but not weak at all, Gao Wenxue was kicked so that he fell back and fell on the chair.

  Followed by violent fists and kicks, Liu Qingshan screamed hoarsely:

   "I'll kill you bastard...White-eyed wolf...Chen Shimei!"

   Here, I would like to express my apologies to those who supported and invested in "The Immortal Official". For some reasons, we cannot continue. Let's start from the beginning of this book. I hope everyone will continue to support it!

  (end of this chapter)