Return to the 1982 Staff Compound

Chapter 48

Teacher Cheng followed his gaze and frowned, "Director Jiang? Impossible, kid, don't believe everything you hear..."

Sun Zili lowered his eyes and said "hmm". Teacher Cheng was probably too nearsighted and didn't even notice that he was clearly looking at Qiu Huoming just now.

But he couldn't say this out loud, and he held it in his heart. For a moment, he felt that the beautiful scenery in the mountains was dull.

Qiu Huoming had no idea that someone was trying to frame him. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. A villain is always worried, while a gentleman is open and honest.

The transmission tower is in front of us. When we get closer, we find that this has become a construction site. There are still workers working on the site. This is the only transmission tower in the provincial capital that can accommodate both black and white and color televisions.

It is hard for people in later generations to imagine that at that time the province was still basically dominated by black and white television. However, with the increasing demand for color television, the existing transmission towers were no longer able to cope with it, so this large-scale transformation was carried out.

Qiu Huoming looked at the construction site in front of him and always felt that he was witnessing a piece of history.

Director Jiang took off his hat and fanned himself. "Let's go. This is a major construction site. Let's go somewhere else to rest and enjoy the scenery."

Gu Xiaoran asked with great interest: "Then is the person who came to interview us today from the TV station?"

Qiu Huoming nodded, "I guess so. Newspapers don't use cameras very often. They usually just use cameras..."

"You are quite considerate."

"Just think of it as you praising me..."

"So what you said in today's interview was said deliberately?"

"That's the truth. We should study for the rise of China. Oops, why did I forget to add this sentence?"

"There will always be a time to ride the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the vast ocean. This sentence is enough. If you say it too much, it will be as bad as too little..."

"Hey, I know you understand me."

As soon as Qiu Huoming finished speaking, Gu Xiaoran's ears felt hot and her earlobes turned red. She stretched out her white fingertips to fan herself, "It's a bit hot today..."

Director Jiang, who was walking in front, has stopped. The place he chose was a small hill with a few stones scattered on the ground. When he got closer, he could see the lake at the foot of the mountain and the fertile fields beside the lake.

This is an excellent place to rest.

Qiu Huoming used his schoolbag to fan away the fallen leaves and dust on the stones, "Ladyfirst".

Gu Xiaoran didn't hesitate and sat down without hesitation.

Qiu Huoming walked to the rock next to her and sat down.

Teacher Cheng and Sun Zili then slowly emerged from the green shade of the mountain path behind them.

Qiu Huoming took out his military canteen, opened it and asked Gu Xiaoran, "I haven't drunk it yet, do you want to take the first sip?"

Gu Xiaoran rolled his eyes at him and said, "I have water."

She took out a beautifully crafted thermos cup from her backpack, opened the lid, and with steam still rising from it, she lowered her head and carefully took a sip.

"It really is a thermos cup. This thing is rare." Qiu Huoming looked away, opened the stopper of his military kettle, tilted his head back and took a sip.

"This kind of cup can only be purchased with foreign exchange coupons, and it's extremely expensive." Director Jiang interjected. His tea cup had a lid but no threads, so it would leak. He couldn't carry it with him, and usually just used it in the car and office.

He held out his hand, "Give me a bite, boy."

Qiu Huoming felt disgusted in his heart but couldn't show it on his face. He handed him the military water bottle with a bitter face.

Director Jiang was quite particular. He poured the water from the mouth of the pot half an inch away without any direct contact. Qiu Huoming then breathed a sigh of relief.

The bread was taken out of the schoolbag, and everyone ate while looking at the scenery below the mountain. The mountain wind was not cold, and there was thin sunlight shining on the trees in the mountain mist. At this moment, there was no worry, only the gentle mountain breeze blowing on everyone's cheeks.

Director Jiang took a bite of bread, chewed it for a while and swallowed it, "Damn... this breeze is so comfortable." The word "mother" in his mouth retracted at the critical moment.

Teacher Cheng was sitting on the other side, also eating bread. Behind her was Sun Zili. These three children had very distinct personalities. She had been teaching for many years, and although she had never studied psychology, she had seen some of it.

If Sun Zili doesn't change his temper, he won't be able to go far.

Gu Xiaoran stretched out her long legs, shaking her toes against each other, and the scattered hair on her forehead fluttered gently in the wind.

This moment of relaxation made her feel like she was back in her childhood, but unfortunately, such time was too short.

She slightly turned her head to look at Qiu Huoming. In a small place like Wucheng County, she could actually meet someone who could keep up with her. Just like her childhood friend often said, "People move... and survive."

She moved from Shenhai City to Wucheng County, like an exile in the past... Fortunately, it wasn't all bad.

Gu Xiaoran finished the piece of bread in his hand, took a sip of water, and then put the cup back into his backpack.

The items she thought were very common were actually beyond the reach of many people, but she had never observed them carefully before.

But one thing we should pay attention to in the future is that not everyone is like Qiu Huoming and Ding Yu, who are indifferent to the superior life she shows.

Perhaps this is what my grandmother said when she was alive: Be neither arrogant nor humble, and be unmoved by honor or disgrace.

After sitting for about 20 minutes, Director Jiang finally stood up and said, "It's not good to be blown too much by the mountain wind. Let's go down the mountain."

The wild flowers on the mountain are blooming brilliantly. They are hiding under the trees, in the grass, and in the cracks of the rocks. This mountain, once ravaged by wildfires, is now home to countless lives.

Returning along the same route and passing by the construction site again, Qiu Huoming casually picked a leaf from a palm tree planted at the door, split the leaf with the pin on his schoolbag, and flipped it with his fingers as he walked. After a while, a lifelike grasshopper appeared in his hand. There were many such video teaching materials in later generations. He learned it specially to amuse a child in a ward at that time. Now he saw the raw materials on the mountain and his hands were itching.

He placed the grasshopper on his palm. Fortunately, his technique had not deteriorated. Teacher Cheng reached out and pinched it between his fingertips. "Wow, Qiu Huoming, your technique is really good!"

Gu Xiaoran's eyes lit up, "It seems to be true."

"I'll give this to Teacher Cheng. I'll make another one for Classmate Gu." Qiu Huoming smiled and took out the remaining leaves that he had cut earlier from his trouser pocket.

"Do you want to learn? I'll teach you for free."

This time he slowed down his hand speed and explained at the same time. Director Jiang walked in front and looked back a few times, scolding with a smile, "Your kid will be amazing when he grows up."

"The more skills you have, the less worries you will have." Qiu Huoming raised the corners of his mouth, and he was obviously in a good mood.

This one in my hand was also quickly completed.

Gu Xiaoran took the freshly baked "grasshopper" and sighed, "My hands are clumsy. I can see with my eyes, but I still can't do it with my hands..."

Teacher Cheng also echoed: "It's too difficult. I can't remember it at all."

After chatting and laughing, a few people soon returned to the halfway point of the mountain. Director Jiang took the lead in finding the car. After a few people got in the car, they drove all the way down the mountain.

There is a TV in the restaurant of the guesthouse. After dinner, everyone gathered inside and waited to watch the news broadcast.

Qiu Huoming took some time to take a shower on the third floor. He cherished the time he could take a shower. After taking a shower, he returned to the restaurant and watched TV with them.

After the strange and simple opening credits, a familiar figure appeared on the right side of the screen. Above the left side was the CCTV logo and the background was green vertical stripes. Perhaps the effect of this color TV was average and the colors were very distorted.

Zhao Zhongxiang's voice sounded: "Dear viewers, the main content of this news broadcast is..."

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