Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

He ran for more than a mile in one breath, looking for a quiet place to shelter from the wind. Seeing that no one was following him, Zhang Xuan began to look through the dictionary again.

This time, I almost turned over page after page, and I turned it over very carefully.

He was not disappointed. There was money in the dictionary, one, two, three... nine.

There are nine more at the back, all brand new one hundred bills. If you add the previous one, there are 10 hundred dollar bills in total.

1,000 yuan!

That’s a lot of money these days! Many families in the village may not have that much savings in a year.

Holding 1,000 yuan, Zhang Xuan fell silent, losing the cynicism just now. His eyes moved to the dictionary, he put the money away close to his body, and started to turn it over again, this time more slowly, starting again from the title page.

Not in the front, not in the middle, not in the back...

etc! ! !

There seems to be writing in a blank space in the second half of the page? Blue pen lettering?

You should read that right.

Zhang Xuan turned back and slowed down a bit.

It's not an illusion, I found it. On page 480, there are really words written with a blue pen.

Not many words, just a few simple words: Hello Zhang Xuan, I wish you a Happy New Year in advance! I heard you were sick. Are you feeling better? The weather is so cold this year, so you have to take care of yourself.

Followed by a big circle smiley face.

This is the entire message.

Looking at the beautiful handwriting, Zhang Xuan was at a loss. He was not familiar with this handwriting at all. It didn't look like it was written by someone around him.

Besides, most of my good friends are not very wealthy. They can't spend such a sum of money to do good deeds, and they don't leave their names behind afterward.

Of course there are exceptions, and that is Du Shuangling.

Given Du Shuangling's family conditions, and the fact that her father was the first in town to drive a private car, it was possible to save such a sum of money.

But this handwriting is 100% not that of Du Shuangling, nor is it that of her best friends Yang Yongjian and Mi Jian.

I have been hanging out with them for so many years, especially Du Shuangling and Yang Yongjian, who have been classmates for more than 7 years. Don’t you know who’s temperament is like and who’s background is like?

And Yang Yongjian’s family is so poor! In that mountainous area, I was even poorer than my own family. It would be a shame if I could spare 1,000 yuan.

However, Mi Jian's family situation is hard to say. He is from the city. His father is engaged in sculpture art and his mother is a university teacher. Although 1,000 is a lot, it is not that much to her.

It's just that Mi Jian's relationship with him is the shallowest. They have only known each other for three years. They don't speak frequently in private, not to that point.

Then he guessed a few more people, but none of them were possible. In the end, Zhang Xuan was too lazy to guess. He just remembered the sending address of the provincial capital and ignored it.

As a man of two generations, he is very open-minded. If you give me money by name, I will use it. If I know who you are in the future, I will return the favor to you.

If I can't find out who you are and you won't jump out and use this to make plans in the future, then forget it. Anyway, my mind is not bad, I will definitely keep you in my heart as my lover, and I will silently respect you.

After exerting his shameless spirit, Zhang Xuan put the dictionary back into the mail bag and went shopping with it.

He said it was shopping, but he actually had a very strong purpose.

First, I bought a pair of waterproof long leather gloves for my mother and eldest sister. Although they are relatively expensive, costing 2 yuan a pair, they contain lint and are worth the money. It was really too cold to pull and wash pigweed with bare hands in winter. He was frightened and distressed to death.

Then he bought charcoal for his own benefit.

My family was poor and had no charcoal. On weekdays, the ashes of burned wood are gathered together and placed in the fire box for heating. Not only does this thing not have enough heat, but it also has a short shelf life. It goes out in less than half an hour, which is a waste of time.

It's so cold in winter, and the streets are full of charcoal sellers.

Zhang Xuan looked at several, but none of them were satisfied. Either the charcoal had been secretly filled with water, or the charcoal was not heated enough, or he disliked it for being too small.

After walking for a long time, I finally found something I was satisfied with at a fork in the road. The seller's accent sounded like someone from Huaishi next door.

Zhang Xuan asked: "Master, where are you from?"

The old smoking man said: "It's from Xupu."

Zhang Xuan asked: "How do you sell this charcoal?"

The old man replied: "15 yuan for one hundred catties."

The price is a bit expensive, but that's to be expected. After all, it's not expensive even on snowy days, so how can I support my family?

Zhang Xuan looked at it again and was very satisfied with the charcoal. He wanted to buy 100 kilograms of it, but it was snowing and there was no car to take it. It was not practical to carry it back by himself, so he said, "Can I buy some change?"

The old man asked: "How much do you want?"

Zhang Xuan thought for a while and said, "About 40 pounds."

Then he immediately changed his mind and said, "Maybe it's too heavy. The journey is too long and I can't carry it back. Let's get 30 pounds first."

The old man had seen this situation many times, so he smiled and said yes, and then got busy.

After buying charcoal, Zhang Xuan went to a clothing store and bought a cotton coat for his mother and elder sister; then he went to a cloth store to buy a few feet of cloth, and then bought two pairs of rubber shoes with thick soles.

Finally, I went to the meat stall and bought 2 pounds of good beef and 2 pounds of mutton, saving them for the New Year.

He finally saw through it. If he didn't buy it, Comrade Ruan Xiuqin wouldn't be able to spend so much. In the end, it would be his own stomach that would suffer. That couldn't be like this, he had to buy it.

It was quite exciting when I bought it, but after buying it, Zhang Xuan felt depressed. It seemed that there were too many things. He was a little doubtful about life. Can he really carry it back?

Do you want to return some goods? With this thought, he gave up. Forget it, he really couldn't afford to embarrass that person.

After begging for a large urea bag from the grocery store next to Shimen Station and loading it up, Zhang Xuan was really a little discouraged when he looked at where he was coming from, but there was no way out. In the end, he gritted his teeth and took a breath of air-conditioning, squatted down, and carried the bag on his back. let's go!

Zhang Xuan walked easily for the two or three miles ahead, wondering if he had scared himself before? It’s just something that weighs less than 50 kilograms, so what’s the point of risking it?

There was a relatively long gentle slope in the middle. Zhang Xuan took a rest and felt that it was okay and he could persist.

The road behind the mountain and the road was steep and long. He cried and shouted in his heart to cross it. I have no vision, no self-awareness, I am so painfully self-critical, and my feet feel like they are filled with lead, walking step by step in the snow.

Fortunately, there is no end to the road. When he was tired and ready to sit on the ground and lazily play, he met a neighbor behind him, a fat 13-year-old kid playing with firecrackers by the river.

This fat kid has bad grades, no matter how hard he studies, he always admires his good grades. As soon as he saw Zhang Xuan, his enthusiasm soared upwards.

Zhang Xuan said coquettishly: "It's a bit heavy, you may not be able to carry it, so don't show off."

The fat kid raised it, raised his eyebrows, and gave him a look of contempt. He held the bag behind his back with one hand and walked swiftly in the snow.

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