As time entered mid-November, Nan Yi, who had been keeping up with big plans, did not forget the trivial matters.

A few days ago, Nan Yi found Fang Chong first and transferred the house in Baihua Shenhu Hutong to a name of a person who didn't need to introduce his name. Then he found Fang Dong and asked him to help clean up the house.

It turned it into a nest and a stronghold, and it was also given a name - Wubaiding, which was very straightforward and cliché, and also licked every guest who walked into it.

"I tell you, I actually lived in the Hutong District for many years. To be honest, Hutong has not left me any good memories..."

One day, Wubaidingli had a salon-like party. There were a lot of people coming, most of whom were known to Nanyi or were familiar to Nanyi. Most of them were children from the big courtyard. If you talk about people who would be a little famous in the future, you would also be.

Many.

Needless to say, Wang Pu and Ma Mo must have come. Ye Qi didn't come. He had to be busy with business. Others include Ying Zhu, Jiang Wen, Zheng Xiaolong, and Wang Zongjun, the eldest son of Wang Family Media in the future.

At this moment, everyone was surrounding the stove in the yard, listening to Wang Pu's life in vain.

"When I was ten years old, my family moved from the western suburbs to Cangnan Hutong, Chaonei North Street, Dongcheng. It was in that alley, and the extreme poverty that could be seen everywhere was shocking.

Before that, the concept given to me by this capital was Xidan and Wangfujing commercial streets. Who knew there were such alleys and slums?"

Wang Pu bounced the ash and continued, "The area where I live is the head of Chaoyangmen. Most of the alleys there are dilapidated, different from the yard of Nanbatian, and they are well-organized.

Most of the people in the alley were ragged and covered in dishes. I remember that at that time, I went to the side food store. At that time, I had never seen anyone buy meat that costs more than 20 cents, and they all had to be fat.

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When I was in Dongmencang Primary School, it was an awkward day when school started. Many students in the class could not afford the tuition and fees of 2.5 yuan. The teacher would ask students who did not pay the tuition to stand up. How could it be, huh, huh

Every time I can stand up, with shame on my face. No, I should say I am shy.

Their face was thrown to the ground and stepped on it. The boy sitting in front of me was the class monitor of our class. He studied very ordinary, but he performed very positively, and he was also a two-point strife at the school.

His father is a carpenter and actually earns a lot, 35 yuan a month, but there are seven people in his family, all of whom have to live on these 35 yuan, so everyone knows they get 5 yuan.

I remember that the so-called poverty line standard in Beijing at that time was 12 yuan per person per month. If it is below this number, it is considered poverty.

I have been to his house, one room and half a kang, and his mother still has a child in her arms. Seeing that my class monitor was carrying a guest, that is, I went back, I was so angry with my class monitor, and it was just like the old society.

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I didn't understand at that time, but later I also understood. My mother was afraid that I would stay for dinner, so their family had no food to entertain me.

Most of my classmates who live in the alley have a difficult family, and they have three generations living together, without sanitation equipment, and only have a tap water tap in a large slum.

The room is filled with mud and red bricks are considered a luxury.

You should still remember that in the 1970s, there would be a heavy rain almost every few days. The east side of the capital was lower than that of the rainy season. During the heavy rain, some houses would collapse. I passed by these when I went to school.

When the gabled house saw the section of the wall, there was no whole brick at all, it was made of half-pulled bricks and mud.

During the 1976 earthquake, tens of thousands of houses collapsed in the capital. The houses were all from alleys, and everyone knows this.

I want to say that living in such an environment, there is no happiness at all.

Fighting every day in the alley, cursing the streets, big girls and little wives stand on the street, slapping their legs and cursing, and talking nonsense; shirtless boys play with boxing, and when they are in school, they also have kitchen knives in their schoolbags, and bricks fly everywhere, and knife sticks are added

body.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are half-best boys serving sentences in every street in that area.

It is said that before the liberation of Chaoyangmen City, it was a key area for public security, which can be said to have a glorious tradition. Many students have been stubborn since their father. They have been playing for decades. When they fight, their whole family will go out. When they become mothers, they will make pancakes at home and cook red.

Skin eggs, waiting for celebration.

If you want to talk about such an alley, those who have never lived in it think it has a cultural flavor. If you really have lived in it, you will know the hardship of living there.

I didn't even say that I was big, but I just said that I would get up early in the morning to put on the trunk. Okay, the public toilet is so full of people. You said that if you are too anxious, you can't hold it in. What a big joke to make?

I have seen many times when I can't hold my stomach up, so I pulled my pants in my crotch halfway through. Once, I was a girl in my sixteens and seventeens, and almost hanged her."

"So, what do you want to say?" Nan Yi asked after Wang Pu finished speaking.

"I just want to say that Nan Batian, you are so considerate. In this small yard, I actually have two toilets. I don't have to fight for it if I want to put it in. It's just that bad, you can even serve everyone.

There aren't anyone, and you have to do it yourself."

"Let me talk about this when you have a job or a half. I am a civilian, but the country has not given me the right to hire workers. I want to find a nanny or a waiter. Isn't this exploitation?"

"Is it interesting to be chewing words with me? What can you do if you really hire a waiter?"

"You pay the money?"

"You Nan Batian are so stingy."

Wang Pu clicked Nan Yi, no longer mentioned this, and started talking about other topics.

In the yard, Wang Zhuo was the perfect center point. He was basically talking and everyone else listened.

This is also true. Not to mention that he is more capable of speaking, and many things can be said to the point. Just say that almost all the people in the yard are called by him. Even if you don’t call him, you are still his friend’s friend.

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This is a circle formed with Wang Pu as the core.

Nan Yi thinks this is good. He just needs to be in this circle. It doesn’t matter whether he leads or not.

When everyone knew who he was, Nan Yi rarely spoke.

In fact, Wu Baiding also seemed to have become Wang Zhuo's territory, which was the point he made friends. In the next few days, I would bring two boxes of wine today, get some tea tomorrow, and where would I find a Sharp the day after tomorrow.

freezer.

Freezers are rare these days and are difficult to get, but Wang Zhuoleng got them, and they were stuffed with all kinds of meat.

Not only that, this shameless man brought his own bedding roll over and occupied a room, and he really regarded this place as his home.

Nanyi found a worker from a steel rolling mill, built a TV cabinet with steel, and directly welded it to the yard. He also built a color TV and a video recorder, and put some video tapes over. When it's okay, everyone can also be here.

Check out the video.

Of course, all he brought were big movie videos, and nothing was in small movies.

Nan Yi can't control whether others will make it. They just make it, but it's nothing to watch a movie. As long as these people don't play too much, they can do whatever they want.

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On November 19, some of the monkeys and mountain cannons were found, and Nanyi had already boarded the train to Shanghai.

Just halfway through the train, a plane flying out of New York and transiting through Xiangqu had already landed next to Hongqiao Railway Station. A fashionable lady walked out of the airport slowly and stopped a taxi at the door.

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"Yuyuan Road, Fang Mansion."

Fragrance, Repulse Bay.

A bloody relative recognition drama is being staged.

For example, Fang Hanyun, who was a few years younger, sat on the sofa, wiping his nose, crying loudly.

He couldn't help crying. As the eldest young man of the Fang family, he had a bodyguard driver when he went out and ate delicacies from mountains and seas. But after he arrived at Xiangba, he ate pig food, slept in a shack, and did grooms' activities.

Even if you marry a wife, you are just someone who sweeping the toilet in a nightclub. Don’t think that Jiang Yuncai is untainted by the mud. She is just too ugly and has no right to do the work of drinking.

Fang Hanyun was crying, Jiang Yuncai was looking at the furnishings in the villa, Fang Fuye was observing the servants in the villa, and the security that could be seen vaguely. He was thinking in his heart, "These are about to belong to him,

The boss who is looking for trouble for me every day is a ghost. In the near future, I will definitely let you see the majesty of our young master..."

Unlike the other three, Fang Mengyin was full of disappointment at this time. The Fang family was over. Her nephew was a waste. Her nephew, and her nephew, Sun Chuyi, saw that it was okay, but her ambition could not be hidden at all. Just this little bit of scheming, let alone her grandson.

Nan Yi fought with his arm, but he didn't even deserve to carry his shoes.

Nanshi Building.

Yuan Tianfan held the note in his hand, and there was anger in his abdomen, "The secret operation must be a secret operation. Why did he catch this broken note by himself?"

"Yuan, congratulations."

In the office, a person came over to congratulate Yuan Tianfan, but his mouth sounded nice, but his face was full of teasing and teasing.

Looking at his colleague's behavior, Yuan Tianfan was even more angry. He raised the note in his hand to the sky and walked out of the office angrily.

After he turned around, the note fell lightly on the desk, and the two words on it appeared - Huang Gai.

Besides, not to mention.

On the train, Nan Yi remembered the question Fang Mengyin asked him: "When did you change your surname to Zhou?"

He can answer, "It's now."

"Mengmeng, stand up."

"She can't stand up."

As the two voices rang out, Nan Yi helped a little girl who was throwing her in front of him up, and helped to remove dust from her clothes and pants.

"Little sister, are you okay?"

"Thank you uncle, I'm fine." The little girl did not cry, but said sweetly to Nan Yi.

“So strong!”

Nan Yi touched the girl's head and looked at the man and woman who walked in front of him, "Be careful and take good care of your daughter."

"Thank you, thank you." The man in the two hurriedly thanked Nanyi.
To be continued...