My 1991

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 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, and a shy girl on it asked him tentatively.

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 their three years of high school, they gradually became acquainted and became friends who would greet each other whenever they met.

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 were not on the same road.

Secondly, he lives 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, "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, and 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.

He was actually reborn, and he was reborn at the age of 17.

After experiencing it all morning in a daze, 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 the name.

Since the alley was designed in the 1960s, it is not very deep and has only 12 house numbers. As long as someone stood in the alley and howled, every household would be sure to hear it.

Lu An lives at No. 9 Guifei Lane, and it has a very good meaning for a long time. But in fact, there are only two low tile-roofed houses and a kitchen built with linoleum cloth. Although it is not as tall as the neighboring Tongzilou, it is unique.

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 his distracting thoughts and continued walking forward.

"I'm reviewing for the college entrance examination, please don't disturb me!"

After groping his 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, and it does not belong to him. But after he passed the high school entrance examination and entered the No. 1 middle school, his father's best friend made room for him to live in. The purpose is to hope that he can feel the warmth in Baoqing City, a place he is unfamiliar with, and can concentrate on his studies.

He is the only one here on weekdays.

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.

No. 9 Guifei Lane is No. 7 on the left and No. 10 on the right. They are both 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 he are in the same class, and they are friends who often play together, so they are familiar with each other.

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

A young man came out of it.

The young man is Lu Xueping, about 35 years old. He had a slicked back hair, and his upper body was in a very popular gun lapel suit these days, paired with a pair of fat and big prince trousers with 14 pleats on the waistband, and a pair of black leather shoes on his feet, which looked very impressive.

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

Lu An secretly admired this man with a face as thick as a crown jade. He was even more beautiful than Pan An, just a few steps away from 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 off 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 is the kind of person Luann never says hello or remembers names.

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 marks. With the advent of the new century, these buildings will be demolished in the slogan of "economic development" and disappear.

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 hesitant and overwhelmed...

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 were other side dishes, the cucumber in his hand would taste better than the meat.

After picking a cucumber and playing with it a few times, Lu An took a big bite in his hand, pushed the door open and walked into the main room.

Um? Tasty.

When I opened the door, I smelled a strange smell.

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

Hello Lu Xueping! I 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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