I have lived by the saltpeter lake since I was a child, but I have never been to Yingying Tower, Stork Tower, Pujiu Temple and Guandi Temple, and I have never seen the imitation broken jar smashed by Sima Guang in the next village. Maybe Yuncheng opened too late, or I was too slow. Until I left her for a long trip, all the details and beauty of my hometown were still unknown.
The unprecedented urbanization process has almost erased all the childhood memories of the post-1970s generation. The year before last, at the high school reunion, I returned to the place where I lived and grew up when I was young, and almost got lost. The courtyards chasing the frolicking streets are gone, the crooked old trees crawling out of the nests have been cut down, the classrooms and playgrounds for playing football have been pushed away, and even the playmates who accompanied you all the way through your school days are mostly scattered in the vast cities, which is rare to see.
Precious memories are fading away, leaving only fragments that occasionally flash in my mind and a few deja vu memories.
(A) East Street childhood
When I was a child, my parents settled in the county town soon and had no fixed place. They often rent houses everywhere. The last time I lived was a "rental house", that is, a private property subletted under the unified management of the government. I spent almost two or three years in the section of the bell tower near the East Street in the core of the county. That's where my earliest memory began.
The owner of the house is "Yang Datou". Although the government stopped paying dividends to him in the 1970s, he is still the richest man in that area. The composition of Yang Datou is not very good. The master of the landlord's family repairs people's shoes on a tricycle every day, and also has a facade to make some daily necessities to make a living. He is a self-reliant worker. Children who grow up under the red flag run very fast. At the age of seven, I was as tall as him. It's not that I'm different from ordinary people, but that he's not very long, except for his head, just like Tyrion, the dwarf in Hand of the King-Fire and Ice (American drama called Game of Thrones).
Everyone can decide his own destiny, but he can't choose the genes that his parents and mother carry in the womb. Although "Big Head" is short and uncoordinated in proportion, he has a large brain capacity and is very smart. He can keep pace with the times very early, walk in the forefront of the market and be good at doing business. Because he rents a house and is still a child, I have nothing to do with him, and I don't know his real name. I only remember that he was diligent, but he had a big temper and was particularly angry, especially when he was called "Big Head".
Children in the 1970s had no fun, and there were no kindergartens or early childhood classes to attend. Preschool children are basically scattered, and adults don't spend much time with them. What to play depends on your own wishes, as long as you don't bother. I was an outsider since I was a child, rejected by "local" children and rarely joined in. I always have some fun alone, light a gun, raise some dirt and play a glass ball. The most thrilling "game" is to throw stones at the jeep passing in front of the door, and then hide and peek at the panic of the adults. I was finally caught once, almost beaten, and then I was not brave.
Before I went to school, I briefly had a serious toy. I bought a mauser pistol with the encouragement of the boss next door and rolled around on the floor of the mall all morning. Sadly, I burned my bag and lost it that afternoon, and I still don't understand what happened. I'm so paranoid about hard-won toys. The expensive new products in the store are meant to show off in front of children. I drank a bowl of rice soup at my neighbor's house next door and never left my hand. On the way out to find other children, I suddenly found myself empty-handed. ...
At that time, every family was not rich, and I never asked my parents to buy toys. Burn incense without being beaten. Although you were still young at that time, you still knew how to face it, and you couldn't be shameless any more.
In addition to the pistols on the state-owned shelves, there is also a free repeating gun. I like it, too. Seven or eight foreign cars tied together. The buttonholes in the lower row are fixed with wire to make them look like guns. The buttonholes in the other row are rifled with spoke nuts and filled with matchheads, which can be fired under the impact of the firing pin. Sounds like firecrackers, very fashionable. So for a long time, I began to pay attention to my father's bike. It's a pity that his "classic car" was a high-end product from my grandfather when I got married. This is a permanent brand, very powerful. It has been used for more than 20 years. I graduated from junior high school and the chain has never been scrapped.
The closest to success was when my father was six years old. On the way to work, he heard the factory speakers playing funeral music, so he tied up the car and asked the truth. As a result, the sky collapsed and Chairman Mao passed away! My father, who was in shock, forgot that I was still sitting on the back frame, so the rickshaw and I fell to the ground instantly, which just set off the atmosphere of national mourning. The rear wheel of the car that fell to the ground was still idling, but the chain was not only intact, but also did not even leave the gear, and my arm was dislocated. Only then did I understand that "permanent" links have no chance to become matches.
Every child's parents are worried. It's not safe to leave naughty children at home. You have to take them with you to work. It is safest for schools to play the role of nurseries only when they reach the right age. Children born in the twelfth lunar month go to school half a year later than their peers whose birthdays are in the first half of the year. 1977, it is midsummer to resume the college entrance examination. In order to enter higher education at the same time, the enrollment upgrade of the school in the second year was changed from early spring to late summer, which was extended for half a year. Therefore, when I was almost eight years old, it took me a whole year and a half to draw pinyin on the small stone board that I brought with me in the sixth grade before I officially got my student status and became the first batch of primary school students after the reform and opening up.
During this time, mom and dad completed a major event: not far away, the West Street Brigade approved a three-point homestead and built two small houses with homemade adobe. It is said that grandpa (or maybe grandpa)' s comrades-in-arms entrusted him with the relationship and sent several packages of happy snacks. My parents, both born in revolutionary families in a bloody battlefield, are deeply rooted and conform to the policy. In addition, they only approved a large barren and low-lying peach blossom garden in the early years, which was not a good place, so it didn't make too much noise.
The life of renting a house everywhere ended like this. Today, I can still clearly remember moving. It was a sunny day, and my father walked in front with a "permanent" bike full of bedding. My aunt came from Xiangfen, dragging a four-wheeled cart with me and my brother. After my mother broke the net bag, she completed the migration at one time (there are really few things at home). My new home is outside the west gate of Yuncheng, less than two miles from the rented house in East Street. The primary school where I want to study is next to Dongfeng Shopping Mall under the bell tower. That shopping mall is still there, but it has gone bankrupt and has been used for other purposes, but the wooden floors and mauser guns there left a deep impression on me.
In a few years, the "rental house" was demolished because it blocked the newly planned liberation road. As the landlord, the young master "Yang Datou" should be compensated for implementing the policy. It's a pity that the government won't let him get married, let alone have a future. I'm afraid his half-brother can only inherit a huge fortune. Big Head's brother is quite tall and ostentatious. I used to see him repairing leather shoes next to the state-owned repair shop in Paris, and there was no restriction on the education ban.
(2) successors on the anti-imperialist road
There is an alley behind the bell tower, which leads directly to the countryside outside the west gate. It turned out to be a shop street, and the entrance is docked with the two-story attic of the most prosperous business district of the bell tower, which is the brothel of the old Yuncheng. After liberation, the persecuted kiln sisters became transformed laborers through education, and all the private storefronts symbolizing free trade were banned, and they were transformed into the courtyards of the working people and the socialist courtyards of the bottom people, which were covered with slogans to overthrow ghosts and named Anti-imperialist Road (later renamed West Street).
After the reform and opening up, the ultra-left line has loosened. In the attic diagonally opposite the Anti-imperialist Road, there appeared five or six private coffin shops and shroud shops that were inconvenient for state units, and they also sold a whole set of wreaths. Every noon, depressed customers will always hear a loud and energetic song: "We are successors of communism, inheriting the glorious tradition of revolutionary ancestors ...". Teams of lively and lovely young pioneers filed out of the school gate surrounded by wreaths, laughing and sweeping away the haze in their hearts.
This is my first school-Anti-Emperor Road Primary School (later renamed Jessie Primary School).
At that time, the primary school's main task was to look after children, followed by cultivating labor consciousness, and learning was largely incidental. As long as you are serious, it is easy to make excellent achievements, tie a corner of the revolutionary red flag early and become the inheritor of the unfinished business of your ancestors.
The scene of reading and studying today is not impressive, but the hard work of extracurricular activities is remembered in my heart. In summer, the school will organize "picking" activities in the fields for two or three days. It's not leisure and entertainment now, but squatting in the newly cut wheat field under the scorching sun, reciting "Mowing is noon", collecting scattered wheat grains and receiving revolutionary re-education. Otherwise, in addition to the four pests, there is not much homework to catch mice during the holidays. If five mice are full, they can pass the exam. Autopsy is conducted at the institute, and those without tails are not counted (because some schools only count mouse tails). One year, it was particularly excessive, and the counselor asked to catch the vole that harmed the banker and advocate revolutionary production! Father said that this is not homework that primary school students can finish, but it is obviously assigning tasks to parents.
As the first batch of red scarves in our class, the work of the school is sacred. I can get some mice from the index distribution of my father's unit, but I can't get voles.
In the early 1980s, most suburban residents raised Chai chicken, and those in captivity were usually fed with bran mixed with rotten vegetable leaves. On the days when they don't go to school, the children outside the west gate often go to dig horses' teeth on the barren slope of the brigade. There, I have seen the skills of catching voles by my seniors and sisters. Knowing the habit of rat's nest with two holes, they split up into two groups, taking enough water from one hole for irrigation and guarding the other hole all the way, taking them alive and handing them over to the school in a cage. The process of hunting is very dangerous. You may be bitten by a vole's sharp teeth. Although those who dare to catch are old hands, you will inevitably see blood. At that time, I thought it was more convenient for the government to give children such dangerous homework than to raise more owls.
There are many female teachers in the school, all of whom have experience in farming. When giving lectures, I always like to bring some little knowledge such as boiling sugar and drying skin. In order to practice better, my neighbor and I went to the sugar factory in the western suburbs a few miles away and stole beet bumps from the delivery car. It's nothing to live in the fringe of urban and rural areas, to join a brigade, and to keep the fruits and vegetables in order. Occasionally, they will be captured alive, and they will be fine after training. When you are lucky, it will always be the majority.
During the whole primary school, the only primary school teacher I remember clearly was Mr. Chen, who was our head teacher for three or four years. There is also an extracurricular counselor wearing a red scarf. He was impressed, but he couldn't remember his last name. He often appears among students after class and organizes various extracurricular activities, including large-scale group games on Children's Day. They are kind and patient, rarely beat, scold and physically punish children, and are tolerant of pranks during recess, which is deeply respected and loved by us. Teacher Chen was angry several times because the children in the class bullied the lower grade students, but she didn't change several bad habits. The guy who often takes off other people's underwear in public to see jokes has corporal punishment, but he just invited him to the podium and reprimanded him a few words, giving the public a lesson.
I have always been honest, obedient and positive. I can be regarded as a good boy in my class and an example of positive energy. Only once was bullied by a powerful "bully" with bad intentions. Together with his classmates who were also persecuted in the front row, he threw a brick at the cesspool where he was squatting. As a result, he counted the wrong position and caused several girls across the street to scream and curse. Several recidivists were almost listed as suspects by the counselor if they didn't just go to the toilet after the crime.
At that time, there were no parents to pick up students from school. In order to ensure safety, every class is required to line up and sing "We are successors of communism" all the way home, and only those who get home can leave the team. Even if there are two or three people left, the rules of the school cannot be broken. What is a "successor"? At that time, the standards were poor peasants and middle peasants who were both red and expert. So when the class teacher asked everyone to talk about the ideal tree one by one, they were either soldiers or workers, or stood at the counter as big officials or took over their parents' classes. Fortunately, no one wants to farm in the vast world of great achievements, otherwise these successors may not even drink the soup of "four modernizations", let alone communism.
My ideal is very simple and grounded, and I am determined to be a glorious vegetable seller in my father's vegetable shop when I grow up. Unfortunately, when I was in junior high school, my ideal of succession was shattered. The vegetable shop disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace. It takes a lot of saliva to explain grandpa's work unit to children now.
(3) Self-sufficient life
In the era of capitalist tail-cutting, vegetable salesrooms shoulder the vegetable basket of urban non-agricultural population, which is a household name. At that time, due to the shortage of various materials, it was said that hundreds of daily necessities were rationed, so there were many tickets available. Vegetable outlets usually control the quotas of tofu and eggs, while cabbage and potatoes are only restricted during holidays. People born after 70 are unlikely to remember the non-mainstream supply tickets, and I only have some impressions of their later abolition. One is a cloth ticket, and the other is a food stamp.
I've heard of a meat coupon of 70 cents a catty. Poor middle peasants can't afford to buy meat, so they can buy pig fat for refining at most, and they can see more oil flowers when cooking. Even my mother can't remember what she looks like. Every month, three taels of sanitary oil (cottonseed oil) should be accumulated, and you can save money and stir-fry some twist and tofu during the Spring Festival. Lying on the edge of the kang with my brother, watching the fried meatballs in the oil pan and the oil foam on the potatoes is the happiest moment of the year.
Cloth tickets have existed for a long time, but I know their purpose is because when I was in primary school, suddenly for a few days, old ladies in the streets were clamoring for whether to pull some pieces of cloth to make two clothes before they were invalid. It was summer at that time, and there was a fashionable and fleshy new thing on the market called "cool", which could be discounted with cloth tickets. The thrifty ordinary citizens are not sure if this is a trap and dare not spend it all at once! As for food stamps, I'm afraid they are the oldest supply tickets. They are distributed by the local grain bureau according to demand. When you collect it, it will be deducted from your grain purchase quota, which is equivalent to a mobile grain purchase book.
Every month when the salary is about to be paid, it is the time when people are at their lowest ebb and flow. Broken families always give the dolls the embarrassing job of buying fifty or sixty cents of grain, probably because children don't need face. At this time, it is not a problem for you to cut off a few cents to buy rice, flowers and eggs. Food stamps can always be used as money behind the scenes and exchanged directly with vendors. In the late 1980s, it was different. If you buy a kilo of fried dough sticks and two kilos of food stamps, you can buy a kilo of 820 Liang, which is like picking up a bargain, because there is no shortage of food at that time.
When the food stamps expired, expect unexpectedly lost a lot of wealth before the hundreds of kilograms of food accumulated at home were realized. After all, compared with the cheap grain of 18 1 kg, the market bargaining price of white flour is twice as high.
My parents came to the county town empty-handed, with meager income and hard life. During grandma's stay with us, rations were tight for a while, but she was never hungry. My father always gets food from the nearby countryside. When I was in primary school, I didn't eat much meat at home, but the food on the table was never wronged. In the social environment at that time, most families had little difference and their lives were very poor. Compared with those children in my class who can't afford tuition, I'm better. The people who live outside the west gate are mainly villagers of the West Street Brigade. In that area, we belong to an upper-middle income family.
As the only commodity grain base in Shanxi, Yuncheng people are undoubtedly lucky. Adults' 28 kg rations, 60% of which are white flour, are unique in the province. I have hated corn flour since I was a child, especially wowotou and boiled tortillas, because this kind of coarse grains is always available in the grain and oil retail department in Jinnan, and I have never seen buckwheat noodles, oat noodles and bean noodles. It has always been a strange thing that rice is considered as coarse grains. Usually only once every few months, and it is very popular. If it is late, it will be gone, and the quantity is very small.
Farmers have no shortage of food, but they have almost no money, so it is difficult to calculate the money under the mattress. There is nothing rare to take out on holidays. Steaming snow-white steamed buns with only fine powder, putting a red dot in the middle, and then taking time to visit relatives and friends. Don't put alkali on the tread, send it out before the skin cracks, otherwise the face value will be greatly discounted and will be considered too careless by relatives and friends.
Compared with grain and vegetables, fruits such as melons, pears and peaches do not need to be purchased by the number, and they were first sold in tobacco, liquor and non-staple food outlets. After the liberalization of the market, fruit has become a cash crop for farmers and people in the same city to exchange money. If you plant more, it will become worthless. In seasonal seasons, melons and fruits can be wrapped in a pile of 35 cents. Watermelon is often flooded, and a few dollars is 120 Jin. They are piled in the corner, and people will eat them even if the oil is rotten.
Before the comprehensive reform and opening up, the atmosphere of cities and towns was actually very similar to the post-self-sufficient small-scale peasant economy, although the original intention of the top-level design was to eliminate this phenomenon through a more socialized division of labor. Due to the long-term lack of expectation of family income growth, they have to achieve self-sufficiency within a certain range in order to make a living. Hairdressing, repairing cars, making coal cakes, cooking stoves, nailing furniture, cutting clothes, making adobe, building walls, etc. The residents outside the west gate of life do it themselves, and the simple means of production are borrowed from each other in circles, just like a small society. Not to mention eating out, not many people buy chicken feet for a penny in the "Yang Datou" grocery store, and even fewer people patronize the bathhouse for a penny. Boys are lazy and have a lot of lice, and they can often see themselves climbing out of the neckline of their classmates in front of them in class. Girls are not much better. Long hair often gives birth to white scorpions. Although these are only a few, they are also available in every class. I have seen a neighbor throw his shirt into a boiling water basin, and a layer of lice instantly floats on it. A public bathhouse can meet the needs of the whole city without full load, which shows the general state of consumption at that time.
In order to meet the needs of self-sufficiency, many kinds of fruit trees, such as apples, walnuts, apricots and crisp dates, are planted in my yard, and grape racks are everywhere in the yard. I also planted tomatoes, eggplants, cucumbers and other crops. Even when I was in the third grade, I got mumps. I made my own cactus and gave it to many other patients in my class for free.
(4) the salt water of the salt lake
Phoenix in southern Shanxi originally echoed Binzhou Longcheng, which is a famous city in Sanjin. Since Yang Guifei's eastward crossing to Fusang, the Li Dynasty has been eclipsed, and the couple in Phoenix Valley have left behind a stagnant water-saltpetre Salt Lake, which has been for thousands of years, and has been renamed as the "City of Salt Transportation". Since then, the local drinking water has been poisoned by salt lakes 1200 years.
The first thing to do when moving outside the west gate is to dig a well. The residential area in the suburb of West Street has low terrain and shallow draft. There are wells in every yard, and the water is taken by windlass or pressure bar. Well water is cold and bitter, so you can't drink it, you can only wash it. Tie a basket near the water in summer, which can store steamed bread and play an appropriate role in refrigeration. Locals rarely pull grey cloth to make clothes, because the clothes they find are hard, dry, salty and white, and look ugly, just like African zebras. Shampooing is more uncomfortable, sticky and astringent, like a mop with glue, which can't be combed. You have to pour some alkaline noodles and rinse them again. I have hated haircuts and shampoos since I was a child. I always use washing powder when washing, and I feel very comfortable.
In the late 1970s, drinking water was bought in the "socialist water house" at the corner of the lane, and it was measured in barrels, so it was very important to have a baby boy. After liberation, the water room was taken care of by the old kiln sister and was in good health. Probably because she had seen big scenes, she didn't care too much about the task of selling water. As long as the bucket of water is smaller than the urn, it can be transported away, which caused great pressure on family planning propaganda at that time. There are only three girls in the neighborhood, but they are very tough. Every time they buy water, they drag two five-foot-long eyebrow sticks in line to facilitate cooperation. Those men who tried to block the pole were worried, so they hid far away, weapons were not dominant, but the order was orderly.
Boiled tap water is better than well water, but it is also salty and bitter, and it tastes bad. Old Yuncheng used to entertain guests with sugar water or strong tea, probably to suppress the taste. The administrative office governs thirteen counties. As long as you have gold teeth, you don't have to ask. You are designated as a trainer in Yuncheng County. Why? The fluorine content of groundwater is too high, and it is not rich if you drink it badly every day.
There is a winery near the water room, which is semi-open. When you go to school, you can take a shortcut from there and walk for 30 to 50 meters. The roadside is full of distiller's grains. Locals don't drink home-brewed wine, and the brand has changed four or five times. The longest time is called "Guan Gong Jiu". Obviously, Guan Gong is unlucky and his sales are still not good. So the winery has been relying on selling vinegar to maintain. How can you make good wine with poor water quality? Yuncheng, however, even the power plants that need cooling water are located in Yongji. Government officials are not good at thinking, so they just don't reflect. In fact, a new factory has been blindly expanded in the west of my home. As a result, it was abandoned and basically became a paradise for children in West Street to roll hoops and hide and seek.
In the late 1980s, with the improvement of economic strength and the advancement of people's livelihood projects, the water from the Yellow River flowed into residents' water tanks, and the salt water turned into mud in one fell swoop. After a morning of precipitation, the smell of soil will be much lighter, and bleaching powder will no longer be conspicuous. Although it is not sweet, it can at least save some sugar and tea money, which is much less than salt lake water. Empty the bottom of the tank once every half month, and the fertile soil in the alluvial plain can also be dug out and mixed with coal cakes. Compared with the previous sand, the viscosity is greatly enhanced, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. After entering the new century, I heard that Xiaxian County has attracted a serious four-corner water source, which is supplied in a limited time by region. The fierce conflict between the increasing demand and the shortage of water resources has directly promoted the vigorous development of the local stainless steel automatic water replenishment tank industry, and gradually moved towards neighboring provinces.
Yuncheng has been a national salt area since ancient times, and inexhaustible salt lakes have nurtured salt canals extending in all directions and supported the prosperity of the ancient city for thousands of years. When I had never seen the sea before, I slipped to the lake outside the city, where heaven and earth were connected, stepped on a piece of saltpeter, closed my eyes and listened to the sound of the lake coming in, which was very enlightening to Li in Liaodong and Jieshi in the East.
Granular salt, like Popeye's spinach, contains the mysterious power to grow muscles. A 72-pound dragon crescent moon blade can't be swung without salt. As a result, after the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, there were more and more salt trucks on the official roads, and the ancient towns that produced "spinach" became more and more popular, and the reputation of "salt city" spread far and wide. Salt master probably didn't understand words and pen and ink, so he changed the tacky name-"Yuncheng" and passed it down.
Now it is not allowed to eat pool salt, and it is replaced by healthier sea salt. The inexhaustible nitrate in nitrite lake is widely used in military industry and chemical industry, and some of them have become shampoo and washing powder series. The "Dead Sea of the Country" is also famous, attracting millions of tourists. Before the birth of soap powder, I only used "Qiqiang" as washing powder, which was produced by Yuncheng detergent factory in front of my house and later called Nanfeng Chemical. When I was a child, I climbed over the wall and stole the "sweeping powder" in the workshop. When I was a teenager, I worked there for a week. I also drank free tap water from the factory in 1978 as a reward.
(5) Achievements that have fallen into Sun Shan.
Because I studied in the sixth grade for a year and a half, I have a solid foundation in pinyin and arithmetic. When I was in the first grade, my grades were outstanding. At the end of the first semester, I almost got a double score. If I hadn't overstepped the scope of the Chinese topic and moved out an unheard-of polyphonic word (capital "Du"), I would have won the "three good students" award my parents expected. Although I didn't get the first prize in learning, I put on the red scarf early and squeezed into the first batch, which also made my parents face. In the second grade, I wore a bar, and the monitor was dismissed a year later. The reason is that the whole class agrees that my behavior is proud and intolerable.
It was true at that time, and now I still remember clearly that I walked back and forth in the classroom with my hands in my pockets. The squad leader was so arrogant that he reported to the teacher immediately when he saw someone making trouble. He basically ignores poor students and is always proud of being close to his teacher. As early as when I was studying, I began to make trouble. I laughed at those lazy eggs who made up their homework in class the day before, and loudly imitated the stuttering tone of a stuttering classmate. I was so angry that two female captains trying to keep order tried to drag me outside the classroom. With the deterioration of my lessons, I was gradually eliminated from the class cadre sequence by the teacher. However, the only "double hundred" in a student's career appears at the most inappropriate node.
In that final exam, my family bought a twist and two eggs (auspicious number, meaning 100) for the first time, and made a promise that I would be rewarded with two yuan out of ten. I especially wanted to repay my parents' expectations, but I didn't live up to them at that time, and the past scenery was long gone. As a last resort, during the exam, anyone who can't, or is not sure, steals a look at the answers at the same table and almost copies them all. Who would have thought that a miracle was born, and finally peeping tom got 200 yuan in a daze, but the deskmate who was the copyright owner actually didn't have one 100. Because of this, I still remember her name vividly, although I haven't seen her since I graduated from primary school in my thirties.
I don't remember what I learned and how I did in the exam in the next few years. I only remember that at the beginning of junior high school, the school organized a vision examination, and both eyes were 1.2. The upgrade exam ranked eleventh and twelfth in the class, and was not admitted to the key junior high school.
Our primary school at that time was similar to the primary school now in terms of curriculum arrangement and educational methods. The only difference is that many movies are booked every semester. Movies are basically revolutionary educational films with small screens. Generally, it only costs 50 cents (original price 15 cents), and if it is a weekly package, it is 30 cents. At that time, the best big-screen movie was the wide screen, and the worst was the screen cover. Tickets cost more than 20 cents, and schools generally don't book performances. Like Prisoner of the Sea, Zorro and Chasing, we want to see them, but we are reluctant to buy tickets, so it is not easy to get in, because it is always full, the ticket inspector stares at them, and we often check the seats with a flashlight in the middle. Open-air cinemas are much better, and most of them are shown in open spaces surrounded by brick walls in government agencies and factories. Those who bring their own benches must have bought tickets, while those who lie prone on the tree and squat on the ground are suspicious. Children don't spend money, and the younger ones usually follow adults and pretend to be their own children. I am too tall to be mixed up, so I need to take some risks of climbing trees and walls, or sneak in ten minutes after the movie starts.
Once I watched "From Slave to General" in Nanjie Machine Repair Factory, a dozen children walking together in the alley were stared at by two gatekeepers and couldn't get in. They played once to distract themselves. It's just that the two brothers fought bravely, climbing the wall naked under the doorman's nose to cover the large army to sneak in while the chaos occurred. After the movie started, we sneaked around behind the screen, put company of heroes, who was climbing a tree outside the back wall, on the wall and put him down in a pile of arhats.
Before graduating from primary school, there were only two cinemas in Yuncheng, and only one movie was shown every half month, so TV was much better. Astro boy, updated twice every Saturday, is a place where children get together to watch TV while watching, chatting and the forest earth, which is also very popular with classmates. However, it is not these Japanese cartoons that are most talked about in school, but Liu Lanfang's Biography of Yue Fei and Grandpa Sun Jingxiu's The Journey to the West. Many people are not at ease in class, just waiting to go home from school at noon to listen to the radio.
Five years of primary school life (exactly six and a half years, grade one and a half years), I haven't suffered anything, done any heavy work or learned anything. After I graduated from Jesse Primary School, I was inexplicably assigned to another "primary school", where I spent three years and got a junior high school diploma.
Nanjie, 500 meters southeast of home, was the worst junior high school in the city at that time. The proportion of entering the senior high school entrance examination is less than double digits all the year round, and even the bald head has been pushed for two years. The Education Bureau couldn't bear it any longer. A few years later, it stopped enrolling students and was downgraded to primary school. This school is the school where I went to junior high school-Nanjie Primary School.