I wait for you to see through the scenery

The small calculations in Zhou Yao's heart were not stable, and he actually felt sorry for his childhood buddies.He was very thoughtful and thought that he might have missed the appointment.

He left Beijing in late autumn that year, and it was the season when briquettes were served in Laopingfang Hutong, and Qu Jia turned on the stove in his house to light a fire.

In the following winter vacation, he was arguing to go back to Beijing for the Spring Festival, but he was stopped by his parents.In the critical semester of junior high school, what year do you have to run back?Of course, studying for exams is more important, and it turned out that his parents rushed back to Harbin to spend the New Year with him.

Look at the crystal hanging trees by the Songhua River, look at the beautiful ice lanterns in the city square, and eat Russian dishes in restaurants.As a little boy, he happily passed by while eating and playing.

He was admitted to a key, very good middle school.Then, various on-campus and off-campus activities will be more abundant, and there will be more things.He is an excellent student, he is also a class leader; he is a member of several school clubs, he is also the main force of the school football team, he also has to train and play games, at least one amateur game a week... Zhou Yao is too busy, or , he is too "popular", and he is active everywhere, so he has no time to spare, let alone come back to Beijing.

Therefore, he failed to come back to look for Qu Jia, as he said, "I will come back to look for you during winter and summer vacations".He really missed the appointment.

Zhou Yao also found a large courtyard next door to see if Tang Zheng was still there.

In the end, Tang Zheng's boy also moved away, the house changed hands, and he went somewhere to make a fortune.

Many residents of the old bungalows have moved away, and this hutong area has slowly experienced dilapidation, decay and rebirth.The so-called way of rebirth and revival is to rent or resell the houses to interested people, change the appearance of the courtyards, and open shops in the streets to do business.The streets are full of individual businesses selling audio-visual products, clothes, stationery and small jewelry.

Tang Zheng, Qu Jia and the others, as well as Cai Dada, the former chairman of the labor union of the machine tool factory, should have been assigned to a new house in the factory, and they should have moved into the building.

……

When Zhou Yao returned to his home, his mother told him about the smell of sweat when he entered the house.

The little vest is sweating and soiled again, and it has become mud. Go take a bath quickly, mud monkey!

"Why do you like to wear this kind of hurdle vest?" His mother, Yu Jingzhi, stuffed the dirty clothes into the washing machine tub.Anyway, I don’t have time to wash by hand. Once the washing powder is poured out and a few buttons are pressed, the whole family’s clothes are washed in one pot.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yao said.

"It's okay, it's not worn by a child with your taste." Yu Jingzhi said, "It's like your father's age, the old shirt of our era."

"Then, is it hot to wear a T-shirt in summer? It's cool to play football in a vest, otherwise I'll just be naked." Zhou Yao didn't care.

"Then you're naked." His mother gave him a flat look, still afraid of you?

Zhou Yao chuckled, grabbed several pieces of peeled pineapple and mango from the table, stuffed them into his mouth and ate them, and then was driven into the bathroom.He grew up in a harmonious and happy family.

After taking a shower, he was covered in the refreshing smell of bath liquid, Zhou Yao poked his head to look at his father, what was he busy with?

His father, Comrade Zhou Fengcheng, is a quiet, thoughtful person who doesn't talk much, he doesn't chatter, and is a good father.

But today his father was still talking about him, and he kept tossing those stamp albums in the room, flipping through them for a while and saying one sentence, endlessly: "Zhou Yao, you, really, you are still a child, so I can't talk about you good."

"If you can't say it, don't say it!" Zhou Yao replied in the living room.

"It really pissed me off, hurt my feelings for you, and ruined such a good and valuable collection in our family." His father said.

"Dad—" Zhou Yao called out, "You've been telling me about this for three years...almost four years!"

His mother passed by and pointed her finger: It should be said, spoiled.

His father turned to the stamp album again, the page of the twelve zodiac stamps, and looked at the quadruple sheet of gold monkey stamps with a missing piece, so angry.

This is the zodiac year commemoration specially bought by the father for his son. The deep love of the father was ruined by the son.A feeling of "resentment against father" has been pent up in his chest for many years. After all, it is hard to calm down. He needs to bring it out every now and then to sue his grievances. This is what a spoiled brat does.

"Zhou Yao, you took me a monkey ticket, and you have a discussion, how could you tear up these quadruple sheets?" Zhou Fengcheng discussed this tragedy with his son seriously.

"I, then, I just want to take one, are those four connected..." Zhou Yao hummed knowingly.

"Do you dare to tear it up?" Zhou Fengcheng laughed so depressed, "This kind of quadruple sheet is for collection, if you tear it up, it will be destroyed!"

"How do I know..." Zhou Yao said guiltily, "Then our family's food stamps, oil stamps, and egg stamps are also quadruple sheets or eight sheets. I think the food stamps are all torn. Why can't the stamps be torn off? Is it?"

His dad looked at him, speechless.

Zhou Yao lay on the sofa, covering his face with a cushion.

"A golden monkey ticket is sold at more than 1000 yuan in the market now," his father said, "Zhou Yao, do you know how much the quadruple ticket has been called for?...More than 1 yuan."

Pfft——Zhou Yao chewed a mouthful of pineapple until the juice spewed out, and sprayed the sofa cushions.The monkey ticket has risen so much?

With a quadruple monkey ticket in hand, the whole family becomes a household worth ten thousand yuan. Why didn’t you buy it and save it up?

Yu Jingzhi stood by and watched the two of them arguing, thinking in her heart, is the Golden Monkey Ticket so valuable now?

Zhou Yao really didn't know how to collect stamps at that time, he was a complete layman, he knew that his father had collected monkey stamps, he opened it and saw that there were four, so he tore one up and took it away quietly, there are so many identical stamps left at home What is it for?Can this pile of papers be saved for the baby to have a baby monkey?

He covered his face and smiled too, how embarrassing and stupid, let's continue to bury our heads in eating fruit.

"Tsk, hey." His father sighed again.

"Comrade Da Zhou!" Zhou Yao couldn't bear it anymore, "Will there be no success in the future?"

"Zhou Yao, I know you are someone with ideas." His father looked at him, "However, in the future, you must be honest, and report to your mother and me openly and truthfully if you have anything to say, discuss it with the family, and then you Let’s implement it again, okay?”

"So, where did you get that monkey ticket?" Yu Jingzhi asked suddenly, "Who did you give it to?"

Zhou Yao looked down at his toes: "No. I forgot."

"Collectibles, commemorative, are to commemorate your birth in the Year of the Monkey. I bought them for you. Did you forget to give them to anyone?" Zhou Fengcheng looked at his son heartily.

"Dad, you should eat pineapple! My mother takes good care of you." Zhou Yao pushed the assortment of fruit plates in front of his father.

"Eating pineapples will make you angry." His father glanced at him, "I'm already on fire, let me drink tea."

"My mother made the tea too, don't disappoint my mother's consideration for you." Zhou Yao quickly brought the teapot over.

"The one who can't be considerate of us is you—the commemorative stamp bought for your birth." His father was heartbroken.

Uh——Zhou Yao let out a drawn-out moan, and there was only one last move left to act coquettishly. Every time he turned over the old score, he would muddle through this matter.

He is just hypocrisy and persuasion to fight to the end, in short, he refuses to confess...

Zhou Yao doesn't collect stamps, but when he was in middle school in Harbin, he went to the post office to buy stamps a few times.

He usually pays attention to the stamps on the letters between relatives at home, and cuts out any good-looking ones.

He sent these things to Beijing and wrote two letters to Qu Jia.

Qu Jia answered him once.Neither of them are good at writing long-winded things.Boys don’t like to write letters and chat, and they don’t even know what to write when they spread out the letter paper. How can they report to the other party what class they take every day, what they eat, and how many goals they score on the court?

As expected, their communication was cut off afterwards, and they were very busy with their studies and extracurricular activities, and they were busy with their own things.

He left his grandma's phone number in Harbin in his letter, but he didn't wait for a call.In the age of no Internet, no mobile phones, and long-distance calls were expensive, it was too difficult to keep in touch with another boy in a different place.It is very easy to lose contact, it is easy to lose contact...

Zhou Fengcheng put those heart-burning stamp albums back on the bookshelf, and the couple held a meeting in the room in low voices: "Hey, I still feel sorry for Zhou Yao, so I won't talk about him. I couldn't help him get better. Yes, this school is not very ideal for high school."

"One middle school is not ideal." Yu Jingzhi said.

"The High School Affiliated to Harbin Normal University is an excellent school. You can see that its annual college entrance examination rate is higher than that of Chaoyang No. [-] Middle School, just because of the number of students who go abroad and the number one in the province."

"That's the key point of the province. Yaoyao passed the exam by himself, and his grades are so good in school, the teachers like him." Yu Jingzhi said.

"The level gap between the two schools...is not at the same level at all." Zhou Fengcheng sighed, "I am quite hesitant, should I let him come back?"

"Have you hesitated?" Yu Jingzhi said.

"He insisted on coming back. If he asked, I agreed. I can't object to this kind of thing." Zhou Fengcheng said, "After all, we are sorry for the child. After so many years of tossing between the two places, he said he could do whatever he wanted, and he said he wanted to." I can’t say no to reuniting the whole family.”

"Don't worry too much." Yu Jingzhi said, "Our family's decision is correct. Northeast can't stay here any longer. We must let the child out."

Speaking of this matter is emotionally complicated, heartbreaking, and difficult to describe.Zhou Fengcheng said in a low voice: "The policy of our heavy industry group has come to light, and the company and the country will no longer provide protection for those people. When an administrative document is issued, whoever has no education or skills will be laid off first." Who will be lost, sold in one factory after another, and the staff will be dismissed... But those who entered the factory to work in their teens and 20s, why did they have no education? Who will take responsibility for them?... How many people will take to the streets, there is no way out, The society doesn't know what kind of chaos it's going to be, let the children come back quickly."

The country's industrial landscape has undergone tremendous changes. Large-scale state-owned heavy industries collapsed overnight, followed by unstoppable large-scale unemployment and industrial transformation. This is expected and inevitable.Those who are incapable will die in this labor pain, and those who are capable will change careers and leave long ago when they see the opportunity.

This is the era of change. Ordinary people cannot reverse the era, but can only desperately struggle to be on the cusp of the storm, trying to catch up with the tide.If you run too fast, you will be beaten to death on the beach by a wave. If you run too slow, you will sink to the bottom and never try to come up again.

"Therefore, Zhou Yao's decision was correct. He is very blessed." Yu Jingzhi comforted, "Let's just leave it at that. If you come, you will be safe."

"Besides, I can guess who he might have given that monkey ticket to." Zhou Yao's mother whispered to Zhou Yao's father.

Comrade Da Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Who did you give it to? He discussed it with me a long time ago, and I asked him to take all the quadruple sheets away! I feel distressed when I tear them apart. It's better to let him take the whole set. Give it away."

Yu Jingzhi said: "The one who wants monkey tickets must be a child of the same age as him, who belongs to the monkey. I used to play well in the same class. Who else can I count?"

Zhou Fengcheng said: "...in his class, don't most of them belong to the sheep?"

Yu Jingzhi couldn't laugh anymore: "There are really a few monkeys, how would you know."

……

Taking advantage of before school started and at the end of the holiday, Zhou Yao wandered around the city a lot.

Beijing is indeed prosperous, he has only been away for a few years, it seems that in a few years, this city has become extremely lively and avant-garde.With the rapid development of the metropolis, many new lines have been added for buses and trolleybuses, which is very different from his impression.

The non-staple food store at the entrance of the machine tool factory used to be a must-stop store for workers passing by, and there was no other place to buy things, but it is different now.Nearby, a new building was erected directly on the ground, and a large gold-plated character "Dongdaqiao Greenhouse" was erected at the door.There are everything sold in it, from food to clothing to entertainment, and the operators are all self-employed who set up stalls out of small businesses.

Not far away, at the intersection, a large piece of wasteland was developed, and the "Landao Building" was built. The entire building uses an all-glass shell, and the whole body of blue glass shines in the sun.The department store sells high-end fashion, household appliances, skin care and cosmetics.

Going further into the city, the center of the city, is even more prosperous and fashionable.Even Wangfujing and Friendship Stores are too low-priced, and Zhou Yao’s uncles and aunts buy him clothes at Yansha and Sete, saying that these two places are the most expensive and fashionable shopping malls. All the shoppers are foreigners.

Zhou Yao felt that these two places were specially designed to cheat foreign friends. How dare you sell a pair of jeans for more than 600 yuan?

His uncle has recently registered a so-called trading company, which is to dump supplies.After entering the sea, I made many business friends. I didn't know where to get a few concert tickets, so I took my nephew out to see the world.

"Yaoyao, haven't you ever seen a live concert?" His uncle was driving a car, and there was a beautiful girl in her early twenties in the front seat, who looked no older than Zhou Yao, and called her "girlfriend".

"I haven't seen it." Zhou Yao said truthfully.

"You don't have any there, do you?" His uncle said with disdain, "These people in the entertainment industry are more concentrated in Beijing."

"We also have star concerts there, but I haven't watched them much." Zhou Yao didn't care, "When I go to the gym, I usually go to play football."

"Today we come to the gymnasium to listen to music." His uncle was driving the car, honking his horn, whistling on Gongti Road, "Old Cui! Rock and roll!"

Workers' Stadium, it was a platter concert of "underground factory" folk music superstars.

There are huge crowds of people, full of hot-blooded young people with disheveled hair and flared jeans, surrounded by young and sexy girls, who are all wearing miniskirts and high heels, men and women wish they had big wavy hair... blowing in the stands Trumpets, playing giant banners that read "I have nothing, I'm willing to go with you"...

Zhou Yao had never seen such a scene, he thought that only the football field would be so hot.The audience couldn't sit still at all, because the front row and the back row stood up and shouted, so Zhou Yao also stood up and shouted.

This is a generation of once perplexed, hesitant, passionate and fearless young people who have finally found a reasonable and legal way to express their inner aggrieved cries in the vernacular of rock music.

The ground under your feet is walking.

The water around me is flowing.

Told you I waited a long time.

Tell you my last request.

I'm going to grab your hands.

You just follow me.

At this moment your hands are shaking.

At this moment your tears are streaming.

Are you telling me.

You love me for nothing.

……

At Zhou Yao's age, his understanding of such lyrics is not thorough enough.Even so, it can be heard that the lyrics are so well written and contagious that it makes the stagnant viscosity in his blood vessels suddenly boil, makes him fall into faulty memories, makes him impulsive, and makes him long for What he was really looking for in his heart...he finally came back to Beijing, he insisted on coming back, what was he looking for.

A half-grown boy who doesn't know what it's like to be sad, does he have a youth that he can't keep?

Cui Jian sang several songs that night, and many people at the scene came just to catch a glimpse of old Cui, and the atmosphere exploded.Old Cui sang "Rock and Roll on the New Long March", "Girl in the Flower House" and "Nothing"...

Until the end of the concert, when a large group of people walked down the stairs, Zhou Yao was still unsatisfied, and his mind was buzzing, echoing the phrase "Come with me now".

Surrounded by mighty figures, jumping, shouting, and a group of demons dancing wildly.Zhou Yao almost stumbled on the steps and yelled, his uncle hurriedly grabbed him, and then his uncle's little girlfriend also yelled, as if her high heels were sprained.

"Do you want my brother to carry you?" His uncle shouted at his girlfriend, "Shall we carry you?"

"Wait a while, auntie, you can carry it yourself, my shoe is also sprained." Zhou Yao said.

"Oh you boy," said his uncle.

"Oh, my shoes are all gone, help me pick up a shoe—" The girl directed the two men to pick up the shoes.

Workers’ Stadium often holds large-scale concerts, but the exit design of the passageway is not very scientific. There is a big turn, and a steel pipe handrail is erected at the turn. The idea is to divert the crowd, but the actual effect is a huge roadblock hidden in the dark .Zhou Yao bent down to pick up the shoe, and bumped into it all at once.

As soon as he bumped into it, someone from behind pressed on him blindly, and the steel pipe lay across his stomach, "Ah", his waist was about to break.

"Don't squeeze in the back. Back up, back up." A voice passed over his head, and a hand grabbed his elbow, pressed against his flesh, supported him, and pushed the people behind him away by the way.

That low, somewhat hoarse voice is quite weighty: "Those in the back, step back, don't you see, they're crowded with people——"

The voice is familiar and unfamiliar.

Zhou Yao has always had a special fascination with that lazy, full of charm Hutong accent, and that long tail, because he has heard it before.This belongs to the consciousness that was implanted in his mind when he was a teenager, and it has become a physiological reaction, and he quickly turned his head.

The passage was pitch black, the voice passed him shoulder to shoulder, he walked forward involuntarily, but the other party stayed where he was, the crowd was staggered and crowded, and he squeezed away more than ten meters away, and when he turned back, there were all moving shadows up.

Those young people dressed in sleek clothes didn't make a fuss and huddled around. They kept yelling "Back", "Slow down", and "Stop crowding people" at the top of the steps. They were actually maintaining order in a civilized manner. The accent is that of the local Hutong natives.

Behind is the unlit background of the concert scene, simulating a dark blue starry sky dream, with lampposts circling and strafing.Therefore, Zhou Yao could only see a black silhouette against the light, and the familiar profile flashed past his eyeballs.

The back of the silhouette is inlaid with golden flames, and it is tall. It just stays on the background of the starry sky curtain, and it is fixed.

The silhouette didn't move, but Zhou Yao was pushed further and further away by the crowd, and kept turning his head several times, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

Zhou Yao felt a little empty in his heart, so he handed the high-heeled shoes he took out to the person next to him: "I picked it up for you, auntie, don't drop your crystal shoes again!"

"Thank you Yaoyao, you're so considerate." His uncle's girlfriend smiled.

"If you drop it, drop it. If you drop it, I will take you to Seth to buy a new pair. How much is it worth?" His uncle will always speak like this, and he will never bend his waist.

The group just now seemed to be the students who came to the concert. Each of them had a red cloth on their heads, and they were also angry youths who came to vent their loneliness, anger and personality liberation.The people chanted "I'm going back to the old place! I'm going the same way! You know I can't leave you! Oh... girl..."

"Jia—that's what you sang at Jiejie last time, "Girl in the Flower House", it's really good!"

"Don't go back at night, go to Jedi to sing, let's go!"

"..."

Zhou Yao turned his head back with difficulty, and yelled "Hey", it was too far away and there was a mass of darkness.He immediately asked his uncle: "Where is Jiejie? What is Jiedi?"

"A disco called 'Jiejie', a place to sing and dance." His uncle Zhou Chuncheng responded to him, "It's very popular, do you want to go? It's too late today, I'll take you to open your eyes another day. "

Later Zhou Yao made a special phone call to urge Zhou Chuncheng around the bush, so on the weekend, his uncle drove over to pick him up again, and took him to the "Jiejie" disco near Xinjiekou.That was the most popular music and disco venue in Beijing at that time, and no one knew about it.