Chapter 1, College Entrance Examination Review, Please Do Not Disturb

Author: March Mazhu

Chapter 1, College Entrance Examination Review, Please Do Not Disturb

Sunday, September 22, 1991.

That is the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Lu An stood alone at the school gate, watching the bicycles passing by from east to west, and the past seemed to be flashing across the one-way street in early autumn.

"Luan, do you want me to give you a ride back?"

Just when he was lost in thought, a pink pigeon bicycle stopped in front of him, with a shy girl on it tentatively asking him.

Lu An came back to his senses and recognized that this was Liu Hui, a girl from Class 238 in the third year of high school. Since the two often took exams in the same examination room during the three years of high school, they gradually became acquainted and became friends who would greet each other when meeting.

Lu An said: "No, no, I'll walk back, thank you."

The reason why he refused was that their homes were not in the same direction and they were not on the same road.

Secondly, the place where he lives is not very far away, it only takes about ten minutes to walk.

Hearing this, Liu Hui smiled sweetly at him with his small dimples, "Then I'll leave first. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Lu An said "Thank you" again and "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Watching the girl and the bicycle disappear at the end of the road, he reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. His mind was full of fragments of the past. The reunion with Liu Hui from the next class just now was like a car accident on a one-way street, and the past was catching up one after another.

I was actually reborn, at the age of 17.

He had been in a daze all morning, and he still hadn't fully accepted the matter.

Guifei Lane is not far from the No. 1 Middle School. Turn left from the No. 1 Middle School into Taohuaping Street, and pass by the supply and marketing cooperative, credit union, neighborhood committee, district government, cadre guest house, tobacco and alcohol grocery store, public toilet, vegetable market, and traditional Chinese medicine hall.

We arrived at the entrance of the alley.

Guifei Lane is famous in Baoqing. Legend has it that a noble concubine once lived here, hence its name.

Since the alley was designed in the 1960s, it is not very deep and has only 12 house numbers. Anyone standing in the alley and howling can be heard in every household.

Lu An lived at No. 9 Guifei Lane for a long time, which meant that it was extremely good. But in fact, there were only two low tile-roofed houses and a kitchen made of linoleum cloth, although it was not as tall as the tube buildings next door.

, but he lives alone.

Walking in the alley on foot, he politely responded to other people's greetings while comparing the people and things he saw now with those in his memory.

Then he made a "terrible" discovery. These old people with pleasant smiles seemed to be peeled off from the black and white portraits. Those smiles were obviously very friendly, but they were inexplicably scary.

Lu An shook his head, put aside distracting thoughts and continued walking forward.

"I am reviewing for the college entrance examination, please do not disturb me!"

After groping their way to No. 9 Guifei Lane, Lu An was speechless when he saw the "Do Not Disturb" sign hanging on the door.

This house is a long story. It does not belong to his family. Instead, after he was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the high school entrance examination, his father's best friend made it available for him to live in. The purpose was to let him live in Baoqing City, a place he was unfamiliar with.

Feel the warmth and be able to concentrate on studying.

Usually he is the only one here.

His eyes stayed on the door number for two seconds. Lu An, who was recalling something, didn't rush to open the door and go in. Instead, he sat under the camphor tree next to him to enjoy the shade.

To the left of No. 9 Guifei Lane is No. 7 and to the right is No. 10, both of which are four-story tube buildings.

Diagonally opposite is No. 8, a two-story residential building. The residents are the family of the head of the supply and marketing section of the cigarette factory. His second son and I are in the same class, and we are friends who often play together, so we are familiar with each other.

Just as he was retrieving past events from his memory, door No. 9 behind him creaked and suddenly the door opened.

A young man came out from inside.

The young man's name is Lu Xueping. He is about 35 years old. He has a slicked-back hair and wears a very popular gun lapel suit. He wears a pair of fat and big prince trousers with 14 pleats on the waistband and a pair of black leather feet.

The shoes are very elegant.

This is Lu An's cousin, who works as a reporter at the city TV station. He is also a follower of Ximen Qing, a defective transitional product during a period of great social change.

This man's face was like a crown jade, and he was even more beautiful than Pan An, just a few steps away from him in appearance. Lu An secretly admired him.

Of course, he had no choice but to add that he couldn't catch up with his charming and suave ways.

Lu Xueping took down the sign that read "Reviewing for College Entrance Examination, Do Not Disturb", threw it into the corner of the courtyard, and then strode out.

Behind him was a pretty-looking woman.

Since this girl is one of my cousin's many wild flowers, she is destined to be a passer-by. This kind of person Lu An never says hello or remembers her name.

Seeing Lu An waiting outside the door, Lu Xueping said nothing nonsense. He put his right hand in his pocket and neatly took out 10 yuan and handed it to him.

Lu An was not polite, took the money and said: "It's 5 yuan more."

Lu Xueping, who was walking forward with the woman on his arm, waved behind his back and said without looking back: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. You can use the extra 5 yuan to buy mooncakes."

Lu An was too lazy to be pretentious. These days, the salary of village craftsmen was only 12 yuan, and that of ordinary workers was 10 yuan.

Five yuan is half a day's salary, so you don't want to give it up if you're stupid.

After evaluating the woman's back and muttering an "average" rating, he walked through the door.

First, he hung the "College Entrance Examination Review, Do Not Disturb" sign in the corner of the door on the wall, then closed the courtyard door, and then walked inside.

After not coming back for decades, Lu An stood in the middle of the yard, looking at the grapevines without grapes and the yellow seedlings full of cucumbers, and was filled with emotions for a while.

Different eras have different imprints. With the advent of the new century, these will be demolished and disappeared in the slogan of "economic development" in Guifei Lane.

So now he can still see the old things, and he has an indescribable feeling in his heart.

There are mixed feelings, some feeling cherished, and some feeling hesitant and at a loss...

The grapevine was planted by Meng Qingchi. It grew wildly in the courtyard but did not bear a single fruit.

The cucumber seedlings are seeds brought from his hometown in the countryside.

Throughout the summer, the fruit he ate most was cucumber, and the vegetable he ate most was cucumber.

It is said that children from poor families become masters early. Although he was young in the past few years, his cooking skills were very good. He could make several patterns out of a cucumber.

For example, stir-fried shredded cucumbers, boiled cucumber slices, patted cucumbers, pickled cucumbers, pickled cucumbers, etc.

To be more confident, if there are other side dishes, the cucumber in his hand will taste better than the meat.

Lu An picked a cucumber, rubbed it on his body a few times, took it in his hand, took a big bite, pushed the door open and walked into the main room.

Hmm? Tasty.

As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a strange smell.

He stood at the door and saw the wrinkled old sofa, and his face trembled.

Good on you, Lu Xueping! You know that these 10 yuan are not so easy to get.

Now he's so arrogant that he doesn't clean up the scene of the crime.

If you wait for me, the price will be raised next time. Lu An made a mental note to that bastard.

I put down my schoolbag, found toilet water and sprayed it everywhere, opened the doors and windows, and then walked around the main room carefully before heading to my bedroom.

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