Rebirth 79, starting from making my ex-wife regret

Get off work in the evening.

Fang Lin rode a fully-fueled three-wheeled vehicle, chugging along to the Eighth Factory to pick someone up.

In the 1970s, anyone who could drive on the streets of Yanjing was not an ordinary person.

In this era when everyone is hungry and hungry, bicycles are considered high-end industrial products.

The three-wheeled tricycle is undoubtedly a symbol of status.

As for the relevant procedures.

Wu Hongbing helped to register the car at the Yanjing Radio Factory.

At the gate of Factory 8.

Lu Sirui was wearing a white shirt, blue pants, and a pair of black women's leather shoes.

There was no deliberate makeup on her face.

Still can't hide her natural beauty.

The young male workers coming and going all cast admiring glances.

As soon as Lu Sirui came in, she was immediately given the title of factory beauty by the young employees.

Single male workers pursuing Lu Sirui can line up from the technical department to the factory gate.

Then, all these people were criticized.

In order to pursue Lu Sirui, the factory director held a special staff meeting.

Young workers should focus on their work and not put all their thoughts on love affairs

Respond to the country’s call for late marriage and late childbirth.

Anyone who harasses young female workers during working hours, blocks them from leaving after get off work, or gives them gifts to please them will be severely punished.

Dealt with the two troublemakers who were harassing Lu Sirui.

Finally, no one dared to bother her anymore.

With the arrival of a three-wheeled motorcycle.

The single male workers who were secretly watching from all sides were shocked.

Lu Sirui not only greeted the motorcycle driver with a smile.

And he took the initiative to sit in the sidecar of the motorcycle.

Lu Sirui is an only child and her hometown is in another place.

A few years ago, my parents were transferred to Yanjing for work.

I have no relatives or friends in Yanjing.

Obvious.

The man who picked her up was definitely not a relative of Lu Sirui.

"Brother Fang, does your factory still have tricycles?"

Due to family reasons, Lu Sirui has ridden in all kinds of vehicles except a three-wheeled vehicle.

“This car is mine.”

"Ah! Your car?!"

Lu Sirui was surprised and asked, "Brother Fang, does the country allow individuals to buy motor vehicles?"

“I saved up this car myself.”

Knowing that Lu Sirui would ask more questions next, Fang Lin spoke of the origin of the car with some reservation.

"Oh my god! Brother Fang, you are amazing. You can actually use the discarded car shells and spare parts to assemble a three-wheeled motorcycle using machine tools."

Lu Sirui was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

It sounds like nothing, but it is actually extremely difficult.

First of all, you need to have sufficient knowledge about the vehicle and know the uses of various accessories.

Secondly, you must also be proficient in various types of machine tools.

The most difficult thing is.

To perfectly assemble various non-original car accessories together.

There are many kinds of abandoned motorcycles in the scrapyard.

The manufacturing country and era are different, so the craftsmanship is naturally different.

Parts specifications are even more difficult to be compatible.

Fang Lin can solve all these problems.

Admiration appeared in Lu Sirui's eyes again.

Among the young people in the 1970s, some worshipped combat heroes, while others worshipped martyrs who defended their country.

But few people worship intellectuals.

But Lu Sirui is one of the few exceptions.

"knowledge is power……"

Lu Sirui muttered to himself.

This famous foreign saying, which was once a serious taboo, was uttered.

once Upon a time.

Who dares to say that culture and knowledge are more important than weapons?

He will surely be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell and will never be able to rise again.

Many workers in the factory take pride in their ignorance.

Every time Lei Dajiang organizes everyone to learn technology.

There will always be people who sing a different tune in a sarcastic way and claim that knowledge is useless.

The more culture the better.

Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry to achieve national modernization.

This is a poisonous statement that cannot be more **.

So it is.

That's why Lu Sirui didn't want to have too much contact with the male workers in the factory.

There is no common language and it is difficult for our values ​​to match each other in this contact.

It only makes people feel painful.

Yanjing, outside a building covered with weeds.

Xie Yunwei was smoking and chatting with a few young people.

"Master, you are here."

Hearing the sound of a motorcycle, Xie Yunwei immediately dropped his cigarette butt and walked towards it with a smile.

Seeing Xie Yunwei appear here, Lu Sirui looked confused.

"Si Rui, the organizer of this dance is my friend."

"He is also Xie Yunwei's childhood friend."

After briefly introducing the general situation, Fang Lin helped Lu Sirui get out of the car.

Things in the world.

It's just so funny sometimes.

The host of tonight's secret dance party is none other than Wu Hongbing.

By assembling electric fans, the small group made a lot of money.

Wu Hongbing was a person who loved to show off, so he simply held a secret dance party.

He took out a few of his private collection of diva tapes to liven up the party.

As the mid-1970s approached, relations between Xiaguo and the Western world gradually eased.

All kinds of imported goods and cultural trends poured in like a flood.

The inherent cultural ideas of the Xia State were subjected to an unprecedented impact.

Dance parties, cassettes, bell-bottom pants, sunglasses, digital watches, videotapes.

Each new kind of gadget was like a treasure to the entertainment-starved young people of Xia.

Even though many things are illegal.

Still can't stop young people from chasing after it.

Especially today.

In January, Xia Kingdom officially established diplomatic relations with the Stars and Stripes.

In February, hundreds of government-sponsored students went to study in the West, mainly in the United States.

Western entertainment culture has gradually become a lifestyle that young people are keen to pursue.

"How could you think of holding a dance party on top of the ruins of the Xiasu Friendship Club?"

Looking at the building in front of him, Fang Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This place was originally one of the symbols of friendship between Xia and Suxiong.

A dance club built specifically for Su Xiong experts.

Ever since the two countries fell out.

This place has become a ** den where strangers are not allowed to enter.

After more than ten years, it was completely abandoned.

Hearing that the organizer of the dance party was Fang Lin’s friend, Lu Sirui also felt that life is unpredictable.

"Master, this car is too conspicuous. Can you park it in the back?"

Xie Yunwei looked around.

Although this place is deserted, it is not deep in the mountains after all.

Once someone sees a three-wheeled motorcycle parked at the door, they will definitely become suspicious.

"Okay, help me park in the back and I'll give you the keys."

Fang Lin handed the motorcycle keys to Xie Yunwei and pulled Lu Sirui into the club.

"what?"

At the same time, a bicycle came over.

Li Qiuyue's surprised voice came from behind the car seat.

"Qiuyue, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Liangyou supported himself on one leg and looked back at Li Qiuyue.

"I think I saw that couple!"

Li Qiuyue rubbed her eyes and said firmly, "Yes, it's that couple. Even though the little bitch changed his clothes, I can still recognize him even if he turned into ashes."

"The person next to him is definitely Fang Lin!"

"It shouldn't be..."

Sun Liangyou was half-believing and half-doubting.

All the guests attending the secret dance tonight have some background in their families.

"Why is Xie Yunwei here too?"

Li Qiuyue never dreamed of this.

All three bastards are here, not one less.

Li Qiuyue told Sun Liangyou what happened during the day, adding some exaggeration.

He cried and begged Sun Liangyou to help him vent his anger.

"I see. Xie Yunwei and the others are here to keep watch for the people inside."

Sun Liangyou often attended such secret dances and introduced them in detail.

Every time a dance is held, someone will be arranged to keep watch.

The main prevention is for three types of people.

The bound-foot detective team, Lei Zi in official uniform or plain clothes, and the nearby joint defense team members.

The role is equivalent to that of a doorman.

"Fang Lin is Xie Yunwei's master, and Xie Yunwei is the gatekeeper. Do you understand?"