My 1991

Wednesday, September 25th.

In the early morning, the sky is about to dawn, and the sky is white and misty.

Lu An suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously raised his left wrist. It was empty without a watch.

Turning over and taking a look outside the window, it was still dark, probably not even 6 o'clock yet.

It was right to think about it. If it had been past 6 o'clock, Li Dong from the opposite door and Ye Run from the end of the alley would have come to call him.

Over the past few years, the three of them would go to school together in the morning, and then go back to Guifei Lane together after studying in the evening.

Precisely because she was accompanied by two male classmates, Ye Run's mother was not worried about her daughter's safety.

After washing up and thinking about buying an alarm clock, Lu An walked out of the yard. His eyes turned to the house number 8 of Guifei Lane, but the door was not open.

Then he turned around and glanced at the house number 12 at the end of the alley. The lights were not on yet.

Okay, I woke up early, but my two classmates haven't gotten up yet.

Too lazy to wait, Lu An raised his hands high and stretched, and then spent 5 cents for the first time at the entrance of the alley to buy two meat buns. He really didn't want to cook anymore, so he was extravagant.

There was breakfast at school, but it was after 7:30, and he felt very hungry now.

The buns are white, big, and round. When you take a bite, they are juicy and your taste buds explode, leaving you with endless aftertaste.

Bah, he just loves meat and likes eating meat.

"Luann."

There was a sudden shout from behind, followed by a knock on his left shoulder with an iron object.

Lu An subconsciously turned around, and then a bright boning knife was dangled in front of his eyebrows. He thought it was the back of the knife that was knocking him just now.

Taking a step back, Lu An looked at Liao Shiqi and asked, "Going to the hotel so early?"

Liao Shiqi tilted her head and looked at him without saying anything. After a long time, she asked, "Why are you so willing to give up today? This is the first time I've seen you spend money to buy steamed buns."

After so many years, Lu An didn’t have much impression of what happened during his freshman and sophomore years in high school. He instinctively said, “No way, in your eyes, I’ve never eaten steamed buns?”

Liao Shiqi said seriously: "You have eaten, but you never spent any money. You always eat Ye Run's steamed buns."

Then she thought about it seriously and changed her words: "Ye Run seems to have no buns."

Lu An, who was swallowing the buns, almost spit out blood when he heard this. He finally swallowed the food in his esophagus.

He said speechlessly: "You are young, don't be so weird, learn something better."

"oh"

Liao Shiqi made a long sound, then left, only to walk a few steps before coming back and asking: "Lu An, do you want to eat my steamed buns?"

Lu An glanced at Xiaohe very quickly before revealing his sharp horns, secretly saying Amitabha.

Liao Shiqi gestured with the two knives in her hand and said, "I'm very good at making steamed buns. I won't charge you."

Lu An didn't want to get entangled with this little girl, so he said directly: "Forget it, you worked so hard to learn cooking just to make money. I'd better eat Sister Qingchi's handmade bread."

Liao Shiqi bit her lip, and after a while she ran over to catch up and asked, "Are the buns she makes delicious?"

"It's delicious," Luan said.

Liao Shiqi asked: "Have you eaten it?"

Lu An said: "Then do you still need to ask?"

Luann is gone.

Liao Shiqi, who was parked under the camphor tree on the roadside, stared at his back for a long time before murmuring: "Lu An, I'm going to stab you."

Then she murmured again: "I want to stab all the women in Guifei Lane, and no one can get him."

After taking a few steps she changed her mind: "No, I'm going to stab all the women in the world."

Finally, he stopped at the intersection and looked at the female workers rushing to work at the state-owned enterprises in the west of the city. Liao Shiqi suddenly became discouraged:

"Forget it, there are too many, it's so difficult."

The streets are full of bicycles running around.

Occasionally, a Santana passed through the crowd, which was more respectable than the Rolls-Royce of later generations. When the car horn sounded, the male or female workers riding in front turned their heads and scrambled to get out of the way.

It had been many years since I had seen this familiar scene, and many inexplicable thoughts flashed through Lu An's mind like a slide show.

Looking at everything on the street with a nostalgic eye, how could these workers who were so prosperous at this time not think of it, right? Many of them will be laid off in the next two years.

In the next two years, many of them will hide at home and cry, and they will go to the vegetable market in the early morning and midnight to secretly pick up vegetable leaves to eat.

This is the call of the times and no one can stop it.

As Lu An walked, he thought that when he had some money, he would have to go to Shanghai, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen to buy a few houses. There were almost no places to look at, only the city center and courtyards.

Well, I have to buy a few stocks and put them there, then go to work and fish, sitting there eating and waiting to die.

That's how fucking ambitious he is.

Thinking happily, he finished eating the buns in his hand and arrived at the gate of the First Lieutenant Colonel.

Looking up at the somewhat mottled and old school gate, it still looks so familiar.

Lu An was in a daze. What would happen to him if those familiar faces were no longer there? what to do?

Then he shook his head. He was born again in the examination room two days ago, and Liu Hui was still there.

His eyes swept between several teaching buildings, and Lu An walked towards the leftmost teaching building.

It was still relatively early, so there weren't many people in the corridor, but we still met a few familiar faces.

There was a girl who went upstairs who was clearly drinking soy milk in a polite manner. After seeing Lu An look at her, then at herself, and then at herself again, she lowered her head, her face was hot, and she nervously used her left hand holding the cup a few more times. With some force, the soy milk spurted out along the straw, spraying like a fountain all over her bulging chest.

At this time, the girl's friend on the left noticed this scene and reminded her loudly: "Shu Ting, your chest is wet."

Lu An looked away, oh, so her name was Li Shuting, why did she look so familiar?

Li Shuting deliberately walked in a hurry. It wasn't until Lu An went up the stairs and disappeared around the corner that she blushed and picked up the soy milk on her clothes.

The friend stuck his head in and asked, "Hey, why are you blushing? Did it seep in?"

Li Shuting rolled her eyes.

Although I haven’t been to the teaching building for many years, I will never forget some profound memories. Lu An walked into Class 237 spontaneously.

There are not many people in the classroom.

There were about seven or eight men and women, stuck in their seats like fence posts, engrossed in reading.

Hearing the movement at the door, a female teacher in her 20s with a round head kept scanning him through red-rimmed glasses on the podium.

When he moved, her eyes moved too.

Her name is Zhou Jingni, nicknamed Zhou Papi.

She graduated from Xiangnan Normal University. I heard that she was the daughter of a leader of the Municipal Education Bureau, so the school dared to let her take over as the head teacher of a key liberal arts class at such a young age.

Group 7, row 4, this is Luan’s seat.

Lu An counted silently, then walked over, put the book on the table, moved the stool further, and prepared to sit down.

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