Mixed in 1980

Chapter 101 Letter from Lao Gu
"Looks like there are only three of us at noon, let's go to a restaurant."

After packing up their things, the three of them gathered together, smoking and chatting. After half a day, Chen Fan looked at his watch and saw that it was already half past eleven, so he stopped waiting for the remaining two roommates.

The three of them left the school gate. Chen Fan was familiar with the route and found a state-owned restaurant nearby.

The storefront is not very big, with only eight tables.

The decoration is similar to that of most state-owned restaurants, with small wooden signs hanging on the wall, each with the name of a dish written on it.

Of course, there is also a sign that says "No beating or scolding of guests without reason", which is a feature of that era. A state-owned restaurant without this sign is soulless.

When a customer came in, the waiter was unwilling to pay attention to him, so Chen Fan had to go to the counter to order food by himself.

"Waiter, give me a portion of braised pork, stir-fried liver, two kinds of stir-fried dishes, Kung Pao chicken, stir-fried cabbage, and some leek dumplings. Also, give me a bottle of Niulanshan."

Chen Fan turned around and asked the two people: "Take a look and see if you want to add anything."

"Chen Fan, this... is too much. There are only three of us, so let's cancel a few dishes."

Sun Ping'an was secretly shocked. In his twenty-something years of life, the number of times he had eaten meat could be counted, except for that meal when there were two meat dishes on the table.

Even wedding banquets are not so sumptuous.

"Brother Sun, even though you ordered a lot, the portions are small and just enough to eat. So order these first and add more if they're not enough. Don't be polite." Chen Fan laughed and quickly paid the bill.

After thinking for a while, he took out the food coupons and asked for three more steamed buns, all for adults and children. Since there was little oil and water in those days, there was no one with a small appetite.

Chen Fan usually eats two bowls of rice at every meal at home.

Soon, the waiter started serving the food.

Of course, it wasn't served to him. He just shouted at the food counter and Chen Fan went to get it himself. No one else can do this in the service industry.

The main course was served, and everyone took a few bites before Chen Fan started pouring wine: "Let's toast to fate!"

"cheers!"

All three of them drank it all in one gulp!

The difference became apparent immediately. Sun Ping'an remained calm, Chen Fan frowned slightly, and Xin Yingjie's face turned red instantly. If you didn't know, you would have thought he had put on powder on his face.

They were all young people, and after a few drinks, they started talking.

Chen Fan asked about the changes in Yangcheng after the reform and opening up. Xin Yingjie was really good at speaking in plain language and introduced the situation in Yangcheng in a very clear and logical manner.

Through his narration, Chen Fan could feel that the changes in Guangzhou were faster than he had imagined, and even foreign investors were entering the market to engage in real estate.

In fact, as early as 79, Guangzhou introduced the Xiangjiang Baojiang Company to promote the real estate project in Donghu, and it was very high-profile.

However, joint ventures in real estate at that time were still in the exploratory stage, which was very different from later generations. Foreign capital could only take away 15% of the profits at most.

"I don't know what's going on with Lao Gu."

Chen Fan muttered to himself, and then asked Sun Ping'an, wondering if there had been any major changes on the Loess Plateau in the early days of reform and opening up.

According to Sun Ping'an, the changes are very obvious, especially after the land was distributed to each household, people's enthusiasm is very high.

In their village, every household grows apples.

Their superiors also encouraged them to grow fruit and sent a number of technicians to the countryside to provide guidance.

"My family has been planting it since 78. It should be able to bear fruit in two years. That will give us hope for a better life back home. I'll bring some back to you then."

"Then we'll have to wait. Northwest apples are large, sweet, and crispy, and they're hard to find on the market." Chen Fan raised his glass and clinked it with his.

After another drink, Chen Fan felt a little drunk and joked, "Brother Sun, do you have a catchphrase in your group, saying, 'I'll beat you to death with my head'?"

"No?" Sun Ping'an scratched his head.

"Really not?"

"Really not, but this sentence is quite powerful. I will beat you to death. If I can't beat you to death, I really want to beat you to death... Where did you hear this?"

"Pfft..."

Chen Fan couldn't help laughing. You know what, he really is like a hammer king: "I used to know a friend from the northwest. He spoke like this. He would hammer you to death at any time."

"Okay, you're likely to get criticized for saying that." Xin Yingjie rolled his eyes at Chen Fan.

"But it's fun. By the way, in Yangcheng, do you also have two words, one called handsome guy and the other called dick hair?" Chen Fan was a little curious.

Where did these two words come from?

"Yes, there is a handsome boy. This word has existed since ancient times. It is used to praise people, no matter their appearance or talent. Anyway, it is right to call them handsome boys. However, not many people say it."

"As for dick hair, I've never heard of this term. Where did you hear it from?"

"I heard from a friend that the meaning is exactly the opposite of handsome guy. When you see someone who makes you unhappy, just call him dickhead." Chen Fan thought that this word should have originated in later generations.

Xin Yingjie complained: "Forget it. Diaomao sounds like an insult and it's easier to get beaten up if you say it out loud. If I don't beat you to death...Haha, don't mention it, it's really exciting."

While they were joking, the three of them had already eaten and drunk their fill.

After walking back to the school gate, Chen Fan said goodbye and rode his bicycle: "I'll move the things over tomorrow. See you tomorrow, guys!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Sun Pingan waved his hand and turned to look at Xin Yingjie: "Yingjie, let me ask you something. Is Chen Fan famous?"

"You do not know?"

Sun Pingan nodded, Xin Yingjie didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I was wondering why you were so calm when you saw Chen Fan, it turns out you didn't know."

As he said this, Xin Yingjie couldn't help but complain: "No, Brother Sun, don't you usually read literary magazines or newspapers?"

Sun Pingan smiled bitterly: "My family lives in the mountains. We are reluctant to spend money on paper and pens. How can we afford to buy these things?" "Let's talk while we walk."

Xin Yingjie took a step forward and said, "Is the People's Daily awesome? Chen Fan's editorials have been published in the People's Daily four times. There is also People's Literature, where Chen Fan's novels are serialized, and there is also a column called Chen Fan's View of the World."

"So powerful?" Sun Ping'an opened his mouth wide.

What kind of a jerk roommate did I run into? He didn’t know much about People’s Literature, but everyone knew about People’s Daily. If one of their articles was published, it would be a great honor for their ancestors.

"If he wasn't that good, would I have asked him to write a message for me? Let me put it this way, eight out of ten people in Beijing University have read Chen Fan's articles."

"Everything Chen Fan writes is very interesting, especially his columns, which have broadened my horizons. I'll show them to you when we get back to the dormitory."

The two of them quickened their pace and soon arrived at the dormitory.

Xin Yingjie took out two People's Literature magazines and threw them to Sun Ping'an: "Take your time to read them. I'll send the collection to my girlfriend. If she knew that Chen Fan and I lived in the same dormitory, she would definitely be happier than me."

After that, turn around and leave!
Sun Pingan scratched his head and muttered, "Is it really that powerful?"

I flipped through the catalog and quickly found the column "Chen Fan's View of the World". This was the first column and it was about the third brother next door.

"Oh my god, Third Brother is like this, I really want to beat you to death..."

"Honor killing, even his own daughter was killed, Third Brother is really a scoundrel, I'll beat you to death..."

The dormitory door is open!
Sun Pingan didn't notice it, and was looking angry, so he said again: "I'll beat you to death!"

"No, big brother, I'm also in this dormitory, don't be impulsive!"

Sun Pingan then realized that there was a young boy in the dormitory. He scratched his head embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm reading a book, and I'm cursing at the book."

"Look at that shovel, it scared me."

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, as he had thought that all Kyoto University students were so violent.

"Brother, nice to meet you. My name is Cao Yang, and I'm from the political economics class." The young man put down his luggage and extended his hand to Sun Ping'an.

Sun Pingan put down the book, stretched out his hand and shook it: "My name is Sun Pingan, and I am also in the political science class."

"That's my classmate, Brother Sun. What book are you reading? Look how excited you are. I was almost scared to death. I thought I was going to get beaten on the first day of school."

"People's Literature, Chen Fan's View of the World, the one that scolds Third Brother, have you read it?"

"I've read it a long time ago. This is Chen Fan's first article about the world. When I first saw it, I almost died of laughter. Third Brother is really weird."

"It seems that what Yingjie said is correct. Many people in our Jingda University have read Chen Fan's articles."

"I guarantee it. In our high school, those who haven't read Chen Fan's articles are reluctant to chat with others. As soon as People's Literature comes out, we take turns to read it."

"Are you also a fan of Chen Fan's books?" Sun Ping'an asked.

"Must!"

"Then your luck has come. Chen Fan lives in the same dormitory with us."

"Is this true? He's here, where is he?" Cao Yang jumped up excitedly.

"I've been waiting here for the whole morning, waiting for you to come over. I wanted to treat everyone to a meal, but in the end Yingjie and I went." Sun Ping'an said with a smile.

"Hey, I should have come to the dorm first."

"It's okay, he will be here tomorrow, so you should pack your things quickly." Sun Ping'an picked up People's Literature and continued reading.

I have to say, this article is really interesting!
……

Chen Fan rode his bicycle back to the courtyard at No. 50 outside Xinjiekou. He had almost everything ready except for some soft furnishings.

"Wife, what time did you come back?"

As soon as Chen Fan entered the door, he took off his shirt and sat in front of the fan. It was noon and the weather was too hot. He was riding a bicycle and his whole body was sticky.

"I've been back for nearly half an hour. I'm going to the cafeteria to have lunch with my classmates. You go take a shower. It's too hot today." Xu Jinqiu sat next to him.

She also applied for accommodation, but did not plan to live there. She just thought of it as a place to go at noon, and it would also allow her to better integrate into the school circle.

Chen Fan hummed: "Let's get some fresh air first. How is your school?"

"It's pretty good. All the roommates are easy to get along with. We live in the same dormitory, but everyone comes from a different place and has a different accent. It's really interesting."

College life is really different!
Today, passing by the library and walking on the school's green path, Xu Jinqiu felt like she was in a dream world.

Boom!dong dong!

Chen Fan was about to answer when there was a knock on the door: "Hello, is anyone there?"

"Wait a mininute!"

Chen Fan shouted, put on the clothes he had just taken off, and then opened the door. A postman was standing outside: "Excuse me, is this Comrade Chen Fan?"

"Hello, postman. I'm Chen Fan."

"Here is your letter."

The postman handed over the envelope in his hand: "Please keep it. I have to go to the next house."

"Thank you for the trip. Please take your time!"

Chen Fan took the letter, turned it to the back, saw the address of the letter, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Old Gu is quite efficient. Let's see what he wrote."

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