They in the 70s

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as the sun came out, the courtyard woke up from a deep sleep, and after a while, there was a burst of noise.

The loudspeakers in the courtyard began to play passionate revolutionary songs. Those who went to work, those who took their children to school, those who did morning exercises in the park, and those who bought vegetables in the morning market... almost all went out at about the same time.

And after everyone left the compound one after another, Lu Zhansheng yawned and went out under the urging of Zheng Yan cursing.

In other words, after getting the money last night, Lu Zhansheng clearly promised well, saying that he would get up early in the morning and go to the gate of the Beiping Hotel to queue up to buy the first roast duck of the day, but when Zheng Yan went to his house in the morning, this kid was still covering his head big sleep.

Zheng Yan was so angry that he was dragged out of the bed by this kid, and he couldn't scold him enough after he got out of the compound and went to the street.

"Lu Zhansheng, you are so fucking unreliable, buddy, he only believed in you when his brain was kicked by a donkey!"

Lu Zhan was sleepy yet, so he closed one eye and yawned. "Don't blame other donkeys. With your brain, donkeys won't be able to kick you."

"Your uncle! Mr. Lu Zhan, just tell me if you owe money."

"Come and smoke."

Lu Zhansheng was riding a bicycle crookedly, with his chin raised and his eyelids drooping, looking listless and arrogant.

"If you really have this ability, buddy will let you smoke casually, and you won't even hide."

"Okay, then wait for me, boy, if I don't have the first roast duck at Peking Hotel today, even your father won't know you if I smoke the designated one."

Lu Zhansheng snorted, thinking that Zheng Yan had told a joke.

Beiping Hotel is located near the famous Tianqiao in the old city. It is not close to the compound. It takes about half an hour to ride a bicycle. Most of the buildings in this area are dilapidated and low-rise small bungalows, connected by slender alleys. Almost all the residents are old Beijingers.

It is said that before the founding of the People's Republic of China, this area was almost the busiest and busiest area in Beijing, with numerous restaurants and shops, such as big theaters, theater gardens, stalls under overpasses, performers, and jugglers... you can find everything. It was one of the people's favorite entertainment places at that time.

But after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, due to some reasons, this place began to gradually decline. It was not until the "Red August" two years ago that the rise of the Red Guards made the complete decline of this place even worse. Today, the prosperity is gone, almost Near depression.

However, although the entertainment in the neighborhood has declined, the restaurants with some old Beijing characteristics have survived from the cracks.

Today, the Beiping restaurant that Lu Zhansheng and Zheng Yan are going to come to is famous for its authentic Beijing time-honored brand. Their roast duck has a unique marinade and fresh meat. It is roasted until the outside is charred and tender, then sliced ​​into thin slices, and served with onion shredded cucumber burritos , the taste can be described as a must, but it is only baked once a day after clearing the pot.

Turning around an alley and coming to a long street, I saw a huge signboard hanging on the side of the road from a long distance, and there was indeed a long queue under the signboard.

Zheng Yan saw that the team's heads were getting bigger. "I told you not to come and line up early, it's over now, I can't buy it anymore."

Hearing this, Lu Zhansheng glanced in one direction, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Not always."

"It doesn't have to be a fart!" Zheng Yan said: "The line is at the end of the street."

"Then make a bet?" Lu Zhansheng raised his eyebrows at him: "If I buy it today, can you call me grandpa?"

"..."

Hearing Lu Zhansheng's tone, Zheng Yan looked at the team again, thought about it, and was also happy.

In Lu Zhansheng's concept, waking up in the early morning of winter to line up is something a fool would do, while he would sleep beautifully until morning, then come directly, jump in line to buy, and beat anyone who dares to speak up, anyway. It's not like he hasn't done it before.

"Hey, Lu Zhansheng, or you are a scourge, my buddy used to be excellent in morality, intelligence, physique and beauty, but now you have led him to ruin you."

"Nonsense, you were the one who led me into trouble. If you hadn't been urging me to eat, my buddy wouldn't have done such a thing today."

"Don't quibble, you look like a hooligan."

"Go to hell."

"Ha ha…"

The two laughed and cursed at each other, and turned around to reach the entrance of the hotel.

Putting down the bicycle on the opposite side of the road, Lu Zhansheng took out the spring lock on the bicycle and took it in his hand, then walked over in a swaggering manner.

Standing in the first row of the line was also a group of young men in green military uniforms. They were fighting with each other. When they suddenly saw someone jumping in the line, their first reaction was to copy the guy immediately. But after seeing Lu Zhansheng's face clearly, they all froze for a moment.

"Student Lu Zhan?"

Among them, a tall young man stepped forward with a little excitement and took two steps forward. "It's really you boy."

Lu Zhansheng didn't pay attention to these people at first, but suddenly he looked up after being called by name, and found that he knew this person.

This young man's name is Song Jian, and he is also the son of the courtyard, but he is not in the same division as Lu Zhansheng. When they started the red movement together two years ago, they were the leaders of their respective courtyards. The recalcitrant Hustle on the streets will occasionally help each other when they meet in some group fights, and he is very loyal. Lu Zhansheng has a good impression of him.

"See you, Song." Lu Zhansheng bent the spring lock, hung it around his neck, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Long time no see."

"Isn't it?" Song Jian smiled and shook hands with him. "I remember the last time I saw you was last summer. That time I was alone and surrounded by people. If it weren't for you, I guess the grass on the grave would have grown half a meter high."

"Don't exaggerate, just do it every time I see you, whether it's annoying or not."

Lu Zhansheng withdrew his hand with a smile, pointed to Zheng Yan who was walking over, and introduced, "Zheng Yan, I'm young."

"I've seen it before." Song Jian turned his head and shook hands with Zheng Yan. "Remember me, see you in Song Dynasty, from the [-] courtyard."

"Of course I remember, you are famous." After shaking hands with Song Jian with a smile, Zheng Yan also greeted the little brothers behind him: "Brothers, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The little brothers were flattered.

Speaking of which, no matter as the Red Guards who made revolution back then, or later as the stubborn masters who fought desperately after the fall, the fighting power of Lu Zhansheng and Zheng Yan has always been regarded as the upper reaches of the food chain among the sons and daughters of the compound. Their prestige is high.

Of course, this scope is limited to the group of people who are not engaged in business like the two of them, except for the group of honest and responsible children in the courtyard.

Among Lu Zhansheng and Zheng Yan, Zheng Yan is easier to get along with and make friends with than Lu Zhansheng. The reason is that Zheng Yan seems to be more approachable and easy to get along with everyone, but Lu Zhansheng If so, it depends on his mood.

But this does not prevent Lu Zhansheng from receiving a wave of politeness and concessions wherever he goes. After all, no one wants to provoke a person who has a hot temper but is very good at fighting.

After everyone finished greeting, Lu Zhansheng stood in the first position without any shame.

The people in the queue at the back despise this kind of queue-jumping behavior, but they dare not speak out. After all, in this era, the social order is in a state of semi-paralysis. Often when there is a disagreement, he will use a knife to fight people desperately, and ordinary people dare not provoke them.

"Hey, I heard that you two have recently acquired a new hobby, chasing girls every day." Song Jian asked chatting.

"It's not the two of us." Zheng Yan pointed at Lu Zhansheng with his chin: "It's him. I haven't harmed a girl before. My buddies don't do such outrageous things."

"Haha." Song Jianle said: "If I remember correctly, Lu Zhansheng is only seventeen this year, he's still young, so be careful."

"What happened to Seventeen?"

Lu Zhansheng doesn't like to hear others talk about his age, especially when others say he is young. "If this is the old society, then Seventeen can be a father."

"Hey, let me tell you why you are so obsessed with being merciful lately. It turns out that you want to be a father."

Zheng Yan ridiculed such a sentence, which directly caused a wave of laughter.

Lu Zhansheng didn't care either, and looked too lazy to care about the expressions of these big fools.

After laughing enough, Song Jian said to Lu Zhansheng again: "But you should pay attention, boy, it is rumored that the boy is now like a fool who is obsessed with women, and he has nearly three thousand beauties in his harem." gone."

"That's pure rumors. Dude doesn't like to step on several boats. Although there are many girls who have been chased, he only chases one at a time, and only changes when the job is over. This is called..."

Lu Zhansheng raised his head and turned his neck. "Although she is playful, she is dedicated."

"Pooh!"

Lu Zhansheng never felt embarrassed when he said such things, and he was very righteous, as if what he did was quite noble, Zheng Yan smiled and pushed him: "You really have the face to say ah."

Lu Zhansheng shrugged his shoulders, he was too lazy to chat with Zheng Yan, and planned to see if the roast duck in the shop was ready, but when he turned his head, he saw another group of people coming across the road.

In this day and age, as long as there are groups of young people walking rampant on the street, they are basically the group of people who are idle and fooling around all day long, and this group of young people can be roughly divided into two factions. , Hutong Children School.

The Dayuaner faction is like Lu Zhansheng and Zheng Yan. Their parents are or used to be high-ranking officials. They come from a red background. On weekdays, they basically wear old military uniforms replaced by their parents. They also use military supplies. They have no worries about food and clothing. , Temperament and conversation are more arrogant.

The Hutong faction is like the group of people who came over at this moment, they don’t dress uniformly, some wear ordinary cotton coats, and some wear old blue uniforms. Their parents are basically ordinary people, and their families are generally poor. Temperament is rough.

These two groups of people are in different environments, their behavior cognition, and their views on things are also very different.

The children of the big courtyard despise the ignorance of the children of the Hutong, and the children of the Hutong hate the arrogance and rudeness of the children of the courtyard. They dislike each other, and they can be said to be enemies.

Seeing that group of people walking this way, Lu Zhansheng's group immediately took out the guys they carried with them like a conditioned reflex. They all regarded fighting as their daily entertainment, and they all looked very excited.

Lu Zhansheng also took off the spring lock hanging around his neck, and stood directly in front of everyone, not because he was used to being the boss, but because when the group of people walked towards this side, the leader kept staring at him. He was obviously coming for him.