"Tianlong, who was that little girl just now? How did you meet her?" Chen Tiezhu asked strangely, looking at the direction in which the two girls disappeared. []
"Da Huizi's sister was bullied on the train, and I helped her later."
"Fuck, why are you meddling in this business? There is no good guy in their family." Chen Tiezhu said angrily.
Although this was the first time he met Yang Hai'e, in Chen Tiezhu's consciousness, or in the consciousness of most people in the Red Square Mining Bureau, they believed that with a family tradition like that of the old Yang family, good people would never come out.
"Well, that little girl is nice. She caught thieves on the train and acted bravely. I think she and his brothers are not the same people." Shen Tianlong explained to Yang Hai'e.
"Oh" Chen Tiezhu nodded and said nothing.
Chen Tiezhu actually doesn't care what kind of person Yang Hai'e is. What matters to him is what kind of friends Shen Tianfang makes. It has to be said that Chen Tiezhu can definitely be regarded as a good responsible brother-in-law.
"Tianlong, I just said that Tianfang knitted sweaters for their teacher Wang. Do you think Tianfang has a crush on their teacher?" Chen Tiezhu said, and he also gave Yang Hai'e a nickname.
"Well, it's very possible. Otherwise Tianfang wouldn't have run away in a hurry. She was afraid that we would question her." Shen Tianlong thought for a while and said.
Hearing Shen Tianlong say the same thing, Chen Tiezhu became a little anxious and said: "Fuck, what should we do? None of these stinky old men are good. How about we go and beat up her teacher first."
陈铁柱小的时候学习成绩不好,在班级里又爱调皮捣蛋,总被老师揍.所以一直挺恨老师.后来赶上文化大革命,各学校的老师就被叫做臭老九,跟地,富, Opposition, bad, and right are all the same, they are all targets of criticism and bad elements. This makes Chen Tiezhu very happy. Until now, Chen Tiezhu has always been prejudiced against the profession of teachers.
"Fuck, why are you trying to kill someone? Now the country says that teachers are engineers of the human soul. How can you still think of it as the Cultural Revolution?"
When Shen Tianlong heard that Chen Tiezhu was going to beat up Shen Tianfang's teacher, he was so angry that he paused and continued: "Let's eat first, then go to school after dinner and ask Tianfang what happened."
The two of them chatted while eating and drank some wine. After they were full, they came to the school again and found Shen Tianfang who was in class.
But when the two asked about Shen Tianfang's knitting sweater for the teacher, Shen Tianfang's face turned red and she pursed her lips tightly. They let the two of them scratch their lips and didn't say a word. They asked again. After a few words, tears began to well up in Shen Tianfang's eyes.
"Forget it, Tianfang, you go back to class first. Remember to study hard." Shen Tianlong felt distressed when he saw that his sister was about to cry.
"Why did you let her go back? This matter is not a trivial matter." Chen Tiezhu was a little anxious when he saw Shen Tianlong let Shen Tianfang go.
"What can I do if I don't let you? Didn't you see Tianfang's expression of despair and Liu Hulan's, let's go, let's go find her teacher."
The two of them came to the teacher's office area again and inquired to find Teacher Wang's office. However, they were told that Teacher Wang had gone to Beijing for further study and would not come back until a month later. In desperation, the two of them walked out of the school angrily and prepared to go. go home.
Just when the two of them had just opened their bicycles and were about to get on the bus, they suddenly heard a roar coming from under the wall on the left side of the school gate: "Don't let your mother give you shame. She lets you go with your brothers because she thinks highly of you." .”
Following the sound, a group of people gathered together, and a girl's cry came from the crowd.
"Let's go and have a look!" The two put down their bicycles and walked toward the crowd.
Under the school wall, I saw a beautiful girl wearing a fiery red sportswear like Yang Hai'e, crying with tears in her eyes, standing close to the wall. And a man with permed hair, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks,
He held the wall with his arms, held the girl in his arms, and was saying something.
More than a dozen men wearing bell-bottom pants and floral sweaters stood nearby. They gathered around the man with wire hair and looked arrogant, laughing and saying obscene things.
In the early 1980s, wire hair was a very popular hairstyle among gangsters in Hongqi City. The hair was very long, usually shoulder-length, and permed into very small curls, as if the wires of a spring had been pulled straight, hence the name wire hair.
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To perm wire hair, two conditions generally need to be met. The first is that the hair is hard enough. Only hard and thick hair can be permed into wire hair, and the hair looks like one strand and not messy. If the hair is
It's soft and after perming, the hair will clump together and look like a mess.
Second: They have enough toughness. Hongqi citizens have a tough style, especially in the 1980s. Even when two people are walking on the road, they can fight just because they see each other's walking posture, let alone such an unconventional wire hair.
. Therefore, you must have enough force to protect your hairstyle.
Chen Tiezhu once encountered such a thing. When Chen Tiezhu walked, he always walked in the dust, holding his head high, looking arrogant. Once, he accompanied Shen Tianfeng to the city department store to buy things.
, and was suddenly stopped by several people.
"What are you doing in the aisles?" one person asked.
"I have to get used to it, right?" Chen Tiezhu has experienced many battles. He has a bad reputation in the mining area, so why would he take the gangsters in the city seriously?
Several people disagreed and started fighting.
When Chen Tiezhu grabbed one of the gangsters by his hair and slammed his head into the stone lion in front of the department store, the other gangsters broke up and ran away when they saw the blood.
"How weak!" Chen Tiezhu cursed.
"The gangsters in the urban area are too soft!" This is the unanimous comment of the gangsters in the coal mine.
The great underground poet Erhuizi once wrote a poem in which he systematically summarized the characteristics of gangsters in various districts of Hongqi City.
Although Chen Tiezhu got angry when he heard about his brother returning home, when he heard the poem Erhuizi for the first time, he couldn't help but slap his thigh suddenly, drank more than half a bowl of sorghum wine with an alcohol content of over 40 degrees, and cried out.
Three is good.
"Okay, okay, okay. Don't look bad at fighting for a second time, but you are really anxious when writing poems. Well, you are so damn talented!"
Chen Tiezhu doesn’t have much education. Poems that can make Chen Tiezhu applaud must be easy to understand and close to life, similar to those “wind”, “elegance”, “song” and so on in the Book of Songs, which must not be
Enter Chen Tiezhu's Dharma Eyes.
The poem is very short, but it is written very insightfully. The poem goes like this: "Tiger in the mining area, wolf in the pastoral area, big hooligans in the urban area, give birth to a child and send it to the second middle school, and all the second middle schools will be the top picks!"
Regarding the situation of the top pick in the second middle school, I will not comment for the time being. Just talk about the first three sentences, which vividly describe the image of the gangsters in the minds of the people in Hongqi City.
In Chen Tiezhu's words: "The bastards in the urban area can just break their shoes. They are no match for us in a fight." Chen Tiezhu sells meat in the mining area, and buys meat from the cold storage in the urban area. He also occasionally guest-stars as a second-tier dealer and a top dealer.
Go to the pastoral area to collect cattle and sheep. It can be said that he has some understanding of the gangsters in the three areas: the mining area, the urban area, and the pastoral area. But understanding is understanding. Chen Tiezhu would never have written such a penetrating poem like Er Huizi.