My 1979

Then the rest of the night was filled with random dreams.

Suddenly, I felt hot and wet on my face again, as if someone was breathing on me, awake but not awake. I didn't know why I thought it was Zhang Wanting, and I subconsciously felt something was wrong.

It took a lot of effort to open her eyes while feeding, but finally she managed to open them.

A furry dog's head was pointing at him with his tongue out, and Li angrily knocked him down with one arm.

Usually when Li He goes to bed, the door bolt is bolted in the house.

Maybe Fu Xia simply closed the door last night, otherwise the dog wouldn't be able to get in.

He seemed to remember that it was Fu Xia who took off his clothes.

Li He subconsciously reached out to cover his naked body, buttocks.

After putting on his clothes and standing up, the big yellow dog stood up from the ground, wagging its head and tail toward him.

Li He angrily kicked the big yellow dog again, but the big yellow dog dodged nimbly.

I went to the well, rinsed my mouth, and washed my face randomly.

Smooth your hair with your fingers. It's a bit long. It's time for a haircut.

After entering the front yard and living room, Old Man Li went out early as usual and saw no one.

Fu Xia brought a basin of water and was cleaning the windows. She also took out the bedding from the closet to dry it.

Seeing Li He come in, he quickly served Li He a bowl of porridge and took a salted duck egg. "You vomited after drinking last night. You still have no memory. You were covered in vomit."

"Did you take off my clothes last night? I'm so sorry. Don't do this next time." If he couldn't control himself after drinking, and if someone really saw him, Li He wouldn't be able to clean himself up by jumping into the Yellow River.

What kind of request does this girl have? If she doesn't compromise and reports it with evil intentions, she will be guilty of hooliganism. The 38-year-old is not a vegetarian, and she has to pay for the bullets herself.

Fu Xia chuckled and said, "What's the matter? You're still younger than me. Do I treat you like a younger brother? There's no need to be ashamed."

Smiling swayingly, the pile in front of her swayed and trembled. Li He sighed in his heart, he couldn't keep this girl any longer.

The older a person gets, the less courageous he becomes.

After Li He finished eating, he went out to the alley to find a roadside barber to get his hair cut.

The sun is already high, it's already past 8 o'clock.

The barber is only in his forties, and he has a clipper, a few scissors, a chair, a small watering can...

There are already several people squatting in line next to them, all old neighbors in the alley, bragging and chatting together: whose family bought an imported color TV, whose salary increased, whose job was promoted, whose children’s income is high, whose house’s furnishings Made a fortune

And so on.

In short, when it comes to money, both eyes shine.

There are also many stalls at the intersection, most of them selling vegetables. Although they were chased away by the city management committee, they still enjoyed it.

At this time, the Municipal Management Committee is equivalent to the urban management committee, but its jurisdiction is larger than that of the urban management committee. It not only manages the vendors occupying the roads, but also manages the city's street lights and environmental sanitation.

The Municipal Management Committee has always been the natural enemy of hawkers and self-employed businesses.

As for the policemen and policemen in movies, they usually chase ticket dealers and those who sell foreign exchange coupons. The police will not care about hawkers and self-employed people.

In the late 1970s, it might have been a bit reluctant to say that business was developing, but it was different in the early 1980s.

The first batch of nouveau riche were real and active in the early 1980s. Many people had a taste of making money for the first time. No policy could stop them. Anyone who dared to stop them from making money would fight tooth and nail. .

They have farmers and unemployed young people running rampant. This is the barbaric growth of commerce.

It's just that some people may be too low-key and never show off their wealth.

There are very few people who show off their wealth as blatantly as Nian Guangjiu.

This group of people is represented by Yi Mingshan, Lu Guanqiu, and Li Shufu.

Perhaps limited by their horizons, education, and cultural level, most of these people are just ordinary middle-class people.

Some of the famous “Chinese aunts” at home and abroad made their fortune during this period.

In the mid-to-late 1980s, most of them were state-owned enterprise cadres and laid-off workers, who also joined the business army.

Households worth ten thousand yuan are no longer uncommon, and there are also many millionaires and multi-millionaires.

Around the 1990s, a group of intellectuals saw that illiterate farmers were able to go in and out of Santana with mobile phones in hand when doing business.

Intellectuals lamented, "It is better to sell tea eggs than to build missiles."

So one after another went to sea and joined the vigorous entrepreneurial army.

Intellectuals have always been the representatives of the right to speak. After making money, they were dissatisfied with the title of nouveau riche and gave themselves the name of entrepreneurs one after another, talking about entrepreneurship everywhere.

"Hey, young man, it's your turn," the barber called Li He after finishing each shave, "How do you cut it?"

"Cun, the shorter the better, just be more energetic."

Ten minutes later, Li and the black pot jarhead were replaced by Miller's haircut, which he thought was particularly satisfying, and the obedient student became a person who had served his sentence.

"This is much more pleasing to the eye." Li He kept rubbing his head and smiling.

As long as he likes it, he doesn't care whether others like it or not.

He rode his bicycle to the post office in Chaoyang. He went to school for several days and found that he still had not received Zhang Wanting's letter, so he simply wrote another letter and sent it, and then told Zhang Wanting the address of where he lived.

Passing by the bank, I went through a lot of effort and added a bunch of forms before I could remit the $100. It wasn't that I didn't have the money to remit, but that I wasn't allowed to remit more.

The content of the letter is nothing more than long-winded gossip, with nothing new.

"Sister, don't buy so much, just one is enough. I gave you all my salary. If you can't pay the bill when you go home, I will definitely not be able to forgive me."

A young man in his 20s said to a girl of seventeen or eighteen at the counter.

"Brother, don't worry, I just like this monkey." The little girl still insisted on saying to the counter, "Master, get me more."

Li He handed the written envelope to the counter and looked towards the little girl. It turned out to be the 80th version of the monkey ticket.

Monkey stamps are a set of zodiac stamps issued by the Stamp Corporation in 1980. It is the first zodiac stamp issued by China. It happens to be the year of Gengshen, so it is called Gengshen Monkey Stamp. Also released at the same time as the Monkey Ticket is a first-day cover.

Perhaps, in thirty years, the original 8-cent stamps will be worth tens of thousands of dollars, creating a myth of appreciation.

For stamp collectors, if they can own an 80-edition "Gengshen Year" monkey ticket, it will be a lifetime honor.

Unfortunately, there are only a few lucky ones.

Li He said with a smile, "You have good vision. It's right to buy more. This thing will appreciate in value in the future."

"Thank you." The little girl looked at Li He who interrupted in surprise, then turned to the young man and said, "Look, people say I have good taste."

The young man pursed his lips, "He said yes, why didn't he buy it?"

It's not that Li He doesn't want to buy it, it's just that it's hard to buy it. If it is not a full-page product, there is not much room for appreciation at all. It is too laborious to find a full-page product, and you cannot just go to the post office and buy it.

The legendary appreciation of tens of millions is just a legend.

One or two million is possible, and one or two million is common at stamp auctions.

When it comes to artistic value, it is just a print, a relatively finely printed print.

Talking about historical value, it is better to spend some effort to find the Dalong stamps of the Qing Dynasty.

After figuring it out, Li He didn't worry too much about the monkey tickets. If he had to put in all the effort, he might as well buy a few more houses.

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