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On the third day of the incident, the branch of Nanfen received an order from above to rectify the crowds of gangsters around the school.

Although the school police's affairs have not been implemented yet, police officers from the police station guard the front and back doors of the school every morning, middle school and evening school. For a while, the atmosphere in various schools is strong, and the students no longer go to and from school to school. They speak louder and smile more.

The Public Security Department also received a cooperation order, and the relevant factory and mine security department should cooperate with the local police station to ensure the school's teaching environment and the personal safety of students.

When Lao Song saw this notice, he smoked a few cigarettes and sent them for a long time, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

The second brother also specially brought people back to Nanfen with Uncle Miao. After confirming that Zhang Xingming had nothing to do, he took a few cars and people to scan all the gangsters in Nanfen and spread out a bunch of photos of Zhang Xingming. This incident scared them both.

So after the Meng Xianbin incident, Zhang Xingming became famous in the entire Nanfen circle, and was unparalleled. Whether it was the little gangster who surrounded the school every day, the gangster who blocked the door of the billiard club every day, or the big gangster who opened a video hall or the dance hall, they all knew that there was such a number that could not be provoked.

Zhang Xingming was helpless about his second brother and Uncle Miao's problems, so he ignored them and just suggested that his second brother take away the gangsters from Nanfen with a better reputation.

In fact, the so-called gangsters are nothing more than some unemployed vagrants who have no jobs, no work, no money to spend. At this time, people can endure hardships. Who is willing to make a way out for him?

A few days later, there was another lively rush in the gangster circle. Brother Sun was so awesome that he never forgot his fellow villagers. A large number of gangsters disappeared from the streets and alleys of Nanfen and went out to make a lot of money. Brother Sun suddenly became the righteous brother in the circle. Some of the people he knew before were awesome to talk about in front of others.

All of this has nothing to do with Zhang Xingming, he can finally go to school honestly.

In the last life, Zhang Xingming joined the third grade of elementary school, and the Chinese Youth Pioneer Team was marked by a corner of the red flag tied around his neck.

Before the late 1980s, joining the team was still a sacred thing. There were only a few places in each class every year. Not only did it take for a good study, but it also performed well in daily life.

There was a solemn ceremony for joining the team. A red team flag was scattered flat on the wall. The teacher (the captain of the Young Pioneers) stood in front. The children who joined the team lined up in front of the red flag, held their fists with their right hand, and followed the teacher with their little faces to read the oath they were preparing at all times.

Wash the red scarf clean every day and tie it up on your neck in front of the mirror every day. This is a very sacred thing in the child's heart.

After the 1990s, it seemed that when I went to elementary school, I had a red scarf and turned into a school uniform. Every student was a Young Pioneer.

At the end of September, Zhang Xingming received a notice from his teacher and gathered at Zhaojia Small Railway Station at 5 a.m. on the 29th to have a meeting at Bengang Education Office.

The pollution in Benxi during this period was very serious, and the air was filled with the smell of choking soot.

There are dozens of different branches under Bensteel. The large chimneys of each factory constantly discharge black, white, red, purple, and messy smoke into the sky every day. During this period, the tallest buildings in Benxi were all chimneys, and the entire city even had red or yellow halos.

(The cover of this book uses a photo of Bengang in 1977. The highlight is the dozens of large chimneys. You can take a look and imagine it.)

At this time, Benxi was covered with dust storms and soil, and the dust fell into pieces made the sanitary environment of the entire city extremely poor. It was a city that satellites on Earth could not see. This title lasted until after 2000 and was not managed in 2002 under the strict requirements of the province.

It was a little early at the end of September. You could see the faces clearly at five o'clock. The weather had become colder, and the temperature difference between morning, noon and evening was very large.

When Zhang Xingming walked from home to Zhaojia Small Railway Station, his classmates and teachers had almost arrived. The girls were wearing scarves and wearing thick clothes. The boys also wore long sleeves. The team leader was a rich teacher in the school’s Youth League Committee. A total of more than a dozen students participated in the three grades.

Next to the station is the boiler room in the residential area. At this time, the boiler room is not only for heating in winter, but also for water supply, cold water in residential areas, hot and cold water in factory areas, and water in bathhouses.

At five o'clock, the boiler room had already started working. There were various crackling sounds, and the thick and tall chimney was blazing with white smoke. When there was no wind, the smoke column was straight up and could rush up to hundreds of meters high. When the wind blew, the smoke column pressed down to cover a large area. People were like clouds and fog, appearing and hiding in the smoke, which was a bit choking.

Teacher Fu counted the number of people, and then everyone went to the platform. The train took a trip in the morning and evening to get off work in more than ten minutes. The electric motorcycle was headed with a huge red painted electric rack, pulling four or five green carriages.

Workers and teachers take small trains without any money, and the factories and schools give invoices.

When I got in the car, I sat down. At this time, the heating had not started to start. The car was a little colder, colder than the air outside. Everyone was trembling when they sat together. Like in the previous life, next to Zhang Xingming was the principal's daughter Zhou Tianying. She and Zhang Xingming were in Class 2.

The train drove to Nanfen Station, and everyone got off with the teacher.

At this time, there was no overpass at Nanfen Station. It had to cross over along more than a dozen train lanes. It was about a hundred meters away, and it was Nanfen Station of the railway. Several steam locomotives were parked on the railway, and white smoke was emitting.

Nanfen Railway Station was still an open station at this time. The teacher arranged for male students from the third year of junior high school to go around to the front of the station to buy train tickets, and the rest waited directly on the platform.

In the summer of 1988, a Japanese businessman who was born and raised in Nanfen and was sent back to rebel donated hundreds of thousands of yen to build an overpass for the station, so people would not have to take the risk of crossing the railway, and the station was built into a closed position.

After a while, the third-year junior high school boy who checked the tickets and came in from the entrance to the station also came over and handed the ticket to Teacher Fu. The teacher led everyone to the train. Because they arrived early and there were many seats, the teacher arranged for everyone to sit down. The carriage was very noisy, and people were walking on the wooden floor, making a crackling sound.

This is the internal commuter train of Bengang. It takes two trips in between every morning and evening every day. The commuters and teachers do not have to spend money and have a commuter certificate.

With the motorcycle roaring, a stream of white smoke rose into the sky. The car slowly drove out of the platform and began to accelerate. At this time, there were more people on the car, many without seats, standing together, smoking in the car, playing poker, and noisy talk. There were laughter from time to time. The conductors were also Bengang employees, standing with familiar people rolled up their sleeves and laughing.

In this era, trains were very slow, 60 to 80 kilometers per hour.

In the late 1990s, the front of the internal combustion locomotive gradually replaced the steam locomotive, and the train became faster and the old guy who was panting with white smoke was gradually no longer seen. This is a memory of an era.

By the way, I always feel that steaming car heads is much cooler than the various advanced car heads in later generations, and it feels like a steel monster.

At around 6:30, the train arrived at Benxi Station. Zhang Xingming and his classmates got off the train with Teacher Fu, followed the crowds of people across the overpass and left the station, and arrived at the square in front of the station.

At this time, the building of Benxi Railway Station was exactly the same as that of Beijing Railway Station, but it was a little shorter than Beijing Station. It was placed on it with a big red lacquer letter that was long live the People's Republic of China and the Great Unity of the Chinese People.

Flower gardens are built around the square and surrounded by iron railings. There are not many cars or people on the square. There were originally few cars in this era, and several vans with the characteristics of this era were parked in the square.

This is a long-distance bus to the countryside. The ticket seller was calling out at the top of his voice. There were two or three cars parked next to him, one Santana and two Shanghai cars.

"The fire series is the fire series."

"Dashiqiao, Dashiqiao is leaving."

"Is there any Waitou Mountain in Waitou Mountain? Waitou Mountain."
Chapter completed!