Chapter 112 111: The style of protecting the city

Author: I'm going to steal the tower

Chapter 112 111: The style of protecting the city

He Daqing saw his daughter hemming and hawing, unable to speak, and his heart skipped a beat. He turned around and asked, "Xiao Liang, do you think Sha Zhu is really not clear with the widow?"

"That can be false! You'd better go back and take a look!" Zhou Wenliang said seriously.

But that's not the case.

The current situation is a bit different from that in the TV series. Now it is Sha Zhushang who is rushing to get close to Qin Huairu, but Qin Huairu doesn't like him anymore.

Thinking about it, Zhou Wenliang wanted to laugh.

The current situation is like this. Silly Zhu is not a chef and cannot bring back food. He only has twenty-three yuan a month. He is often fined and deducted, and there is not much money left at the end of the month.

This little money was not enough for him to buy wine or cigarettes, let alone support Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu couldn't take advantage of him, so she wouldn't let him get any benefits.

In the past, it was okay to give lunch boxes, touch hands, and make pornographic jokes.

Now Si Zhu has nothing, and he doesn't have much savings of his own. Before he went to the hospital, he asked Qin Huairu to borrow some, but now they are all gone.

He Yuzhu has no money, and Qin Huairu is too embarrassed to yell at He Yuzhu who comes over, so she avoids him now when they meet.

Xu Damao can get some advantages, but Silly Zhu can't, let Xu Damao take advantage, and even borrow a book from the library without returning it, and go home to build a wall.

What's the point of letting Silly Zhu take advantage of him and come to Jia's house to clean her? He is too lazy to clean the house himself, let alone help others.

He Daqing looked at his daughter, and when he saw her nodding in disgust, he immediately scratched his head with a headache, and cursed angrily: "You're worthless, why don't you go find a widow if you don't want a yellow flower girl?" He didn't feel relieved at this, and slapped his thigh.

, gritted his teeth: “The widow does a lot of harm to people!”

Zhou Wenliang couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud: "Haha..."

Returning a widow is very harmful to people, who is she talking about? The White Widow, or Qin Huairu?

It should be the White Widow. After all, He Daqing's life was so miserable, and it was true that he was unhappy.

He Daqing looked at Zhou Wenliang dissatisfied and asked expressionlessly: "Why are you laughing?"

Zhou Wenliang suppressed his laughter and waved his hands quickly: "I'm not laughing at anything, I just remembered a funny thing, nothing else..."

He Yuyu immediately picked up some food for He Daqing and persuaded him: "Dad, if you can't do it, come back with me. I don't think you're doing well here. If you go back with me, you can still look at me as a silly brother. He's a little bit stupid."

They are all being trusted, and if this continues, he may not be able to get a wife in the future."

He Daqing scratched his head: "Let's talk about this later... Silly Zhu is really mad at me."

He Daqing was annoyed and asked about his stupid son in detail. When he found out that he was from the Jia family, he was even more averse to the cold.

Even though He Daqing had been away for more than ten years, he remembered the Jia family very clearly, especially the Jia and Zhang family, whose ability to act mischievously was still fresh in his memory.

What good can a silly son do by joining this family?

Zhou Wenliang made a point of talking about Qin Huairu, praising her for her thoughtfulness, beauty, and ability. She could also serve the elderly and take care of children, and she was also diligent. He Daqing's face turned dark after he talked a lot.

I thought that my stupid son was finished. He was beautiful and had a lot of thoughts. He couldn't control it to death!

Zhou Wenliang was talking happily when he suddenly felt pain in his thigh. He hissed and grinned. He glanced at He Yuyu next to him. Seeing her unhappy face, he immediately smiled and said, "I was just joking. Qin Huairu is actually

It’s quite ugly, I just can’t stand it…”

He Yuyu snorted coldly and asked in a low voice: "You praise her so much, have you already fallen in love with her? Do you also want to join in the fun with her?"

"No way, I don't like her."

"It's better to do this, otherwise, huh..." He Yuyu made a scissor gesture fiercely and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Wenliang.

Zhou Wenliang smiled bitterly and shrugged. He Daqing watched them whispering here, especially when he saw Zhou Wenliang's helpless and doting look, and smiled with relief.

"Eat enough, let's go when you're full. I'll cook you a delicious meal tonight and let you have a taste of my craftsmanship."

"I'm stuffed……"

Both of them were full. Zhou Wenliang took the coat from He Yuyu and wanted to check out, but He Daqing went to the front desk with his hands behind his back, said a few words, and untied his trousers, um, the kind of cloth strips.

, took out a wad of money and tickets from the innermost part of his crotch to settle the bill.

When he came out, He Daqing was tying his pants as he walked, while He Yuyu looked at him with disgust on his face.

Zhou Wenliang laughed, the money was hidden deep enough! It was very flavorful.

"Uncle He, you have a lot of money!" Zhou Wenliang joked after coming out.

He Daqing glanced at him and said angrily: "Don't worry, my daughter has the dowry for her wedding. You don't need to remind me, brat."

Zhou Wenliang immediately pretended to be aggrieved and said to He Yuyu: "Look, this is not an injustice to me. That's not what I meant."

He Yuyu chuckled and said: "It's okay. My dad has a lot of money. If he doesn't spend it on me, the money will be given to outsiders. You might as well give it to me."

You are really your father’s little cotton-padded jacket! Zhou Wenliang burst into laughter.

He Daqing's face turned dark when he heard that. It was easy for him to save some money. Although the factory salary was confiscated by the White Widow, he could still go out to attend weddings and weddings and make banquets. It was still a lot of money a month. Otherwise, he could go there every month.

Jingcheng sends letters and money to Shazhu?

"You guys go back first. I'll go to the factory and say something. I'll go back later to buy groceries. Don't leave. Got it?"

He Yuyu: "Dad, what time is it now, how should we go?"

"Okay, you know the road? Go straight from here and turn right..."

After He Daqing left, Zhou Wenliang and Zhou Wenliang were walking and eating while admiring Baocheng in the 1960s.

The road is wide, the houses are low, the sun is shining high, there is a tall tower in front, and many people gather below to look up.

The two of them looked around and saw a skydiving tower.

The skydiving tower is cylindrical, about 70 meters high, and has four cantilever platforms on the upper part of the tower.

I saw people lining up to jump off the cantilever platform of the tower!

He Yuyu exclaimed when he saw it, his eyes widened.

She had never seen live skydiving before. Zhou Wenliang was not too surprised. He had seen this kind of sport happening in other places before.

At this time, skydiving was still a sport, and it could be said that there were skydiving towers in every city across the country.

The product of the fruit-defense sports campaign in the early 1950s.

It can be said that this sport has made great contributions to the construction of the Air Force and provided batch after batch of promising young people.

Since the parachute tower was built, civilian youth and students have been well trained and can get twice the result with half the effort as airborne troops.

So much so that there is now a skydiving entertainment department, and there are still many skydiving enthusiasts.

However, this sport completely declined in the 1980s. It will be difficult to see such skydiving towers in future generations, and very few of them can be preserved.

Standing under the skydiving tower, the two looked up at the towering tower.

When I was far away just now, I felt it wasn't very high, but after I walked in, I realized that it was superficial.

Zhou Wenliang saw that there were no walls or fences near the tower, so he pulled He Yuyu inside.

The inside of the tower is a bit dark, made of red bricks and steel bars, with a spiral staircase on the side, and people carrying bags on their backs go up it from time to time.

After the two climbed up the spiral staircase, He Yuyu stood by the door, holding on to the tower, looking down, and exclaimed: "Brother Wenliang, you are so tall!"

"Yes!" There was wind at the top of the tower, and Zhou Wenliang had to speak loudly.

However, the scenery of Baocheng from above is pretty good, and the whole city of Baocheng in the 1960s can be seen at a glance.

Zhou Wenliang looked at it in surprise. He had not been to such a high place for a long time.

"It's so beautiful." He Yuyu looked at the most eye-catching buildings in the distance in admiration.

Buildings such as the Baocheng Hotel, the post office dormitory, the Provincial Sports Committee, the newspaper office, the social office, and the cinema are all brightly colored and taller than other buildings.

These are all Soviet-style buildings that were designed and constructed with the help of Maozi experts in the 1950s. It has only been a few years now, and they are still very beautiful.

The two of them looked at the scenery for a while, then went to the entrance of the cantilever for skydiving. Climbing up was the cantilever.

The cantilever is distributed in four cross-shaped configurations, each extending about ten meters. There are steel cables on the top, and umbrella rings are installed on the bottom to hang the parachute.
Chapter completed!