Rebirth in the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

September 30th, the day before the National Day, at six o'clock in the afternoon.

Following the crowd, Li Chu and the others walked slowly to the outside of the hall.

The people around were all discussing the various programs just now, but there was no expression on his face.

At this moment, he was constantly slandering in his heart: Sure enough, one shouldn't have any expectations for the gala of this era, especially when there are still leaders sitting in the audience.

Ding Qiunan followed beside him and kept turning to look at her husband.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"Nothing, but I found that you seem to be sleepy."

Hearing what she said, Li Chu turned his head to look around, then lowered his voice and said: "It really makes me sleepy, it's too boring."

"No, I think the programs are pretty good."

Hehe, as long as you like it! What else can he say!

Li Chu shrugged helplessly.

It wasn't until he sat in the car that he began to complain: "This year's Spring Festival Gala has made sketches, why didn't there be a few sketches in this gala?"

"Also, except for Qiaoyun's song, the others are all old songs, what's the point of repeating them over and over again, this is a party, why do I feel like it's a report meeting?

Also, look at the solemn appearance of the host and the deep voice, those who know are hosting the party, those who don't know think he is giving a eulogy there.

In addition to the chorus singing, there is a solo singing. Finally, there is a dance program. Well, the main character is still singing. Alas, I can sing these songs backwards.

Look at how fun the skits by Chen Xiaoer and the others are in this year's Spring Festival Gala, how fun they are, the gala, the gala, doesn't look like a little bit of joy, the director of this gala should let him go home and sell sweet potatoes, so as not to take up resources ..."

Li Chu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was chattering like an old lady. The three women in the back row were already laughing. steering wheel.

All the way home, after parking the car, Li Wenxuan couldn't bear it anymore, lying on the steering wheel, his shoulders kept shaking.

Li Chu also finally stopped his saliva spouting, swallowed, then opened the car door and walked home. After talking for a long time, he was so thirsty.

The three beauties in the back row had already stopped laughing, but when they saw his appearance, they started the second round of goose calling.

When the four of them returned home with their bellies in their arms, Li Chu was already lying down on the recliner in the yard like an old man, humming with his eyes closed: I think back then, Lao Tzu’s team just opened, There are only a dozen people, seven or eight guns...

Ding Qiunan gave his man an angry look, and walked straight into the living room.

October 1st National Day

At three o'clock in the morning, Li Chu's house, Li Qin's house next door, and Mama Ding's next door, everyone has already woken up.

The couple Wang Jiadong and Cao Xiaojuan are quite pitiful today, they must return to the bureau to be on duty.

The people who got up each had something to eat at home, and then they all set off towards the square together.

Walking in the alleys, I didn't feel anything. As soon as I got to the main road, there were more pedestrians. Everyone was in groups with the same purpose, to go to the square to watch the national flag being raised.

The sentinels on the main road were already in place, one sentry at three steps and one post at five steps, each of them held a Type 5 or 6 submachine gun in their hands, and their bayonets shone coldly under the illumination of the street lamps.

From time to time, a police car speeds by with its lights flashing.

The people who were still talking loudly, as soon as they arrived on the main road, seemed to be infected by the atmosphere, and their voices became much quieter.

A lot of people have already come to the square. Looking from the sky, there are dark crowds coming here from all directions.

Li Chu didn't know if this was the first time to raise the national flag. Anyway, he hadn't heard of it before, and he didn't know if there would be another one in the future. It seemed that the normalization of raising the national flag in his memory would take place in the 1990s.

And in the future, it will be divided into two states: festivals and weekdays. There are military bands on festivals, but not on weekdays.

And the flag-raising time is different every day.

To be honest, he doesn't know what time the flag will be raised today. He only knows that the flag will be raised in the morning, and the field will be cleared after the end, followed by a military parade.

After the flag is hoisted here, the whole family will go to the viewing platform over there. He found several people this time, and only then did he get enough tickets for the dozen or so members of his family.

The wait is always long, and I don't know how long it has passed, the sky has already brightened, and the flag-raising ceremony officially begins.

Watching the rising national flag, the sound of the crowd singing the national anthem even overwhelmed the sound of the military band.

When the national flag slowly rose to the top, the people in the square cheered from the bottom of their hearts.

Soon, the people who gathered in the square began to disperse. What it looked like when they came, the square still looked like after the crowd dispersed. There was not even a piece of garbage on the ground.

Soldiers on the square have already begun to place stools here, and there will be many people sitting here to watch the military parade.

Li Chu gave Duan Jianing and Liu Ziqiang the tickets to let them sit here.

Walking to the side of the road and looking east, tanks, infantry fighting vehicles, armored vehicles, various guns, command vehicles, transport vehicles, and missile launch vehicles have been lined up neatly, waiting for a while to be inspected.

There were already many people sitting on the viewing platform at this time, and through the staff, Li Chu and his group finally climbed up.

Until 9:40, all the heads of state, together with people's representatives from all walks of life, and foreign guests boarded the tower.

At ten o'clock sharp, the 35th anniversary meeting kicked off with the national anthem and a 28-gun salute.

After the chief inspected the troops in an open-top military parade vehicle and finished his speech on the tower, the separate military parade officially began.

"Li Chu Li Chu" Ding Qiunan who was sitting on the viewing platform called softly.

"What's wrong?"

"Why do they wear different military uniforms from ours?" She pointed to the first team below who had started to walk this way, the honor guard of the three services.

"This is the new military uniform of the 85th style, and we will change it soon."

Li Chu didn't have any expectations about whether to change this military uniform, because the existence of this military uniform was too short. It was originally designed to match the military rank, but the restoration of the military rank was postponed until 1988, and it was launched again at that time. Wearing the 87-style military uniform.

"This material looks better than the one on us."

"Well, we can wear it in half a year at most."

At this time, many people also noticed the problem of military uniforms, and everyone was whispering.

At this time, a very classic scene appeared. The military uniforms worn by the commanders and fighters of the troops who were inspected below were different from the military uniforms worn by the leaders on the tower.

This also reflects China, which is undergoing transformation, from another aspect.