The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 84 Teacher Wei is majestic
In this day and age, there is nothing that can't be solved by eating at a state-owned restaurant.

If so, eat two!
Qian Jin led the three of them to the State-owned Second Restaurant again. With plenty of wine and food on the table, Hu Shunzi and Zhang Aijun quickly became drinking buddies.

After a good drink, Hu Shunzi patted his chest and promised Qian Jin: "It was all a misunderstanding before. I misjudged you. I didn't expect you to be such a straightforward man!"

"I tell you, the dock is a place where people eat people."

"But don't be afraid. From now on, you can just walk around Port A as you please. I'll protect you! If you need anything, just mention my name and it will work!"

Qian Jin clasped his fists and expressed his gratitude.

If I mention your name in the future, I will be beaten instead of scolded.

He finally realized that Hu Shunzi was able to become a foreman only because he was good at work, and his intelligence was at the same level as Zhang Aijun's.

But there is one advantage of this kind of person: once everything is talked out, no problem will be solved.

After Qian Jin came into the company, life became better.

Hu Shunzi no longer made things difficult for him and even reduced his work pressure on the grounds that he was a new recruit.

Qian Jin didn't accept it. He did the same work as other workers.

Every morning he arranged for the security commandos to go to work and he also went to work.

After get off work, I went to pick up Wei Qinghuan and bring him to the study room to answer questions and resolve doubts.

At ten o'clock, I rode my bike to take her back, and when I came back, I took the security team for a walk around the community.

Very busy, but also fulfilling.

This made him give up all his ancestral crafts.

I really don’t have the time, conditions or energy!

After traveling through time, apart from other things, his entire mental state is completely different from 27 years ago.

Be energetic, refreshed, rosy-cheeked, and full of fighting spirit. Only by not tugging can you win!

Time passes quietly and we enter November.

The 4th was Friday, the night wind was chilly, the lights were on in study room 204, and a warm yellow glow shone through the windows.

Qian Jin leaned against the doorway and chatted with Wei Qinghuan: "The wattage of this lamp is too low. I'll ask my colleagues to get a high-wattage bulb. I heard that incandescent lamps are now available. The light is white and very bright."

Wei Qinghuan nodded and looked back at the situation in the classroom.

There were only two small light bulbs in the two rooms. In the past, Du Daozui's family lived very well. They even lit kerosene lamps instead of electric lights at night.

Studying requires good light.

Some young people who came to study brought their own kerosene lamps or candles to increase the light.

Flames flickered in the inner and outer rooms, smoked the brand new "Self-Study Series of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" until it turned yellow.

Qian Jin saw that there was a leak in the window, so he took a piece of newspaper and prepared to plug the gap.

Wei Qinghuan's voice rang out from the doorway: "Lesbian..."

Then there was a loud bang.

The wooden door of room 205 next door was suddenly kicked open!

The door panel hit the wall and caused such a vibration that it knocked the calendar off the wall of Room 204.

The young people were in an uproar: "What's going on?"

"Noise from next door?"

Qian Jin hurried out.

Wei Qinghuan hurriedly said to him, "Your colleague? He's wearing the dark blue work clothes from the supply and marketing cooperative."

A woman kicked the door open and yelled, "Qian Jin! Get out here, you ungrateful bastard!"

Qian Jin looked closely.

The woman was probably in her forties, with a round face and a chubby figure. The "Serve the People" badge on her chest was tucked askew into her woolen scarf. She looked quite wealthy, and at this moment, quite ferocious.

"It's Wang Fang!" Xu Weidong who followed out shouted.

Qian Jin knew that trouble was coming.

Zhang Hongbo’s wife is Wang Fang, who works in the supply and marketing cooperative.

Wang Fang directly broke into 205.

She was like a madman. Seeing the water boiling on the stove, she grabbed the tin kettle and smashed it against the wall.

The boiling water created white mist on the "Two Bombs and One Satellite" poster, which frightened the four children who were reading the comic book and could not help but step back.

Seeing that Qian Jin was not in the house, Wang Fang grabbed the iron hook used to clean the stove and pointed it at Sixiao: "Qian Jin, that man who has no descendants..."

"You dare!" Liu Eryi recovered from his shock and heard someone scolding Qian Jin. He rushed forward like a spring and punched Wang Fang in the chest.

Wang Fang was about to pull out the hook, but Qian Jin grabbed it from behind, threw it to Xu Weidong, and shouted:

"That's enough! What are you doing here?!"

"You're such a good money bastard!" Wang Fang looked back at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Qian Jin, you ungrateful bastard! Who took your sick father in last year when he had nowhere to go? Who let him live on Taishan Road?"

"You little BYD, you have nowhere to go back home. Who will settle you down on Taishan Road? Who will take you to the labor commando team and give you food to eat?"

"Now that you've grown stronger, you've even learned to write black material to slander others!"

Xu Weidong came up to mediate: "Sister Wang, you've almost finished. Why are you so shameless..."

"You are not a good guy either! I have inquired about it! You played a big role when the hypocrite Qian Jin reported my family's Lao Zhang!" Wang Fang poked his face viciously.

Qian Jin said: "If your old Zhang hadn't..."

"Come and see this shameless guy! Come and see this little rascal, vampire capitalist!" Wang Fang yelled like a spoiled brat.

It was obvious that she came here tonight to cause trouble and embarrass Qian Jin. When she found out that Qian Jin came out from 204, she went to 204 and overturned the table.

Qian Jin tried to stop him, but she jumped up and started scratching Qian Jin's face.

At this time, there were many young people preparing for exams in the corridor, and many neighbors who were attracted to watch the fun. Qian Jin was afraid of damaging his reputation and it was not convenient for him to hit her, so he could only make a tactical move.

Zhang Aijun wasn't afraid. He pushed through the crowd without hesitation and said, "I fucking love beating women!"

As a result, Wang Fang was fierce.

Seeing someone trying to hit him, he tore off his clothes and started throwing a tantrum: "Come and see the hooligan! Catch the hooligan! Someone here is trying to touch my nipples and act like a hooligan..."

Residents of the street, including Xu Weidong, were all stunned: "Why did Wang Fang become like this?"

"Is she crazy?"

"I've never seen her like this before..."

This time Zhang Aijun was really caught.

Because Wang Fang really tore off her clothes and tried to get into his arms!

Seeing this, Wei Qinghuan took two steps forward. The dim light cast the shadow of her outstretched hand and waving it on the wall.
"Snapped!"

The sound is crisp and loud.

Wei Qinghuan grabbed Wang Fang's braid with his left hand and pulled her towards him. With his right hand, he slapped Wang Fang's face back and forth in a standard slapping gesture:

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The dim light reflected on her porcelain-white face, and when her almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised, her long eyelashes cast a shadow like a butterfly's wing under her eyes.

She slapped her hands very attentively.

With the help of her back, her arms exert force, and the maroon sweater outlines her slender waistline, and you can actually see the muscle lines.

Many people can tell from this that this is a girl who has done manual labor.

Wang Fang was stunned by the beating. When she came to her senses, she screamed and turned around to tear Wei Qinghuan apart.

"What are you doing!" Qian Jin quickly went over and tied her arms behind her back to prevent Wei Qinghuan from being scratched.

He noticed when the shrew was about to scratch him just now that her nails were specially trimmed and very sharp, like knives embedded in her fingers.

The shadows of the two women twisted into a knot on the wall, their bodies banging against it, and the portraits of great men on the calendars in the room shook.

Wei Qinghuan bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and used her left arm to pull her head down to continue beating her.

Seeing this, the neighbors came up to stop the fight: "Stop fighting, stop fighting..."

"Oh, Teacher Wei, you're a teacher, don't do that..."

"Speak well if you have something to say..."

Xu Weidong was very dissatisfied with this and came over to mediate. He pushed the neighbor who was trying to mediate out:

"Why didn't any of you say 'stop it' when my buddy was being tickled just now?"

"Are you taking sides? Damn it! I'm telling you, Zhang Hongbo is no longer the subdistrict director. I'm the future director of the voting office!"

The scene was chaotic.

Wang Fang took advantage of the chaos to break free from control and ran away.

The price was that Wei Qinghuan had a handful of hair in his hand.

Wei Qinghuan quickly threw away her hair, clapped her hands, and shouted, "Catch her!"

"She has amnesia, she's sick!"

"There was a teacher at our school who was like this. The doctor said they should either pour cold water on her or slap her in the face to wake her up!"

After hearing this, Liu Dajia quickly ordered his brother to come into the house: "Cold water? Yes! Big deal!"

They rushed out carrying buckets and ladles of water.

Wang Fang was scared now.

In three days, on the 26th day of the ninth lunar month, it will be the beginning of winter!
Throughout the 1970s, before the greenhouse effect, the winters in Seaside City were very cold!
Wang Fang screamed, "Stop talking nonsense, you vixen! I'm not sick..."

"I remember now, this is called insanity!" Wei Qinghuan's pretty oval face was filled with shock. "Hurry up and pour cold water on her to wake her up. It will be troublesome if she can't wake up!"

Liu Eryi turned his arms into a windmill, and water splashed up.

Liu Sanbing didn't care about the crowds. He took off his pants and urinated into the bucket. "In my village, this is called being bewitched by a weasel. We need to use boy's urine to ward off the evil spirit!"

"Old Four, let's pee together!"

Wang Fang squeezed into the crowd of onlookers.

Liu Eryi didn't care and turned one of his arms to create the trace of Eight-Armed Nezha.

The old men and women hurriedly waved their hands like flowers: "Alright, alright! Let's talk it over!"

Qian Jin was the captain of both the labor and security commandos. He also had to deal with the residents of the neighborhood, so he gave the old men and women some face:
"Second brother, stop!"

He stared at Wang Fang and asked, "What the hell are you doing here, you bitch?"

Wang Fang's face became fatter and redder, her hair was disheveled and her clothes were wet, and she no longer had the style of the first lady of Taishan Road.

She was so angry that she was shaking all over: "What are you doing here? You little outsider..."

"Drag her here and continue beating her!" Wei Qinghuan untied her hair tie and bit it between her lips. Her long black hair fell down to her shoulders. She raised her hand to tie her hair, changing the ponytail into a bun.

The whole person suddenly revealed a sense of decisive heroism from her charm!

Zhang Aijun appeared in the crowd of onlookers at some point, right behind Wang Fang.

When he heard Wei Qinghuan's words, he rushed forward like a tiger descending from the mountain and a vicious dog attacking its mother, and captured Wang Fang.

The residents hurriedly advised: "Please speak properly!"

Wang Fang burst into tears and sat on the ground, throwing a tantrum: "Whatever you want to say!"

"Old Zhang has worked diligently for Taishan Road for half his life, but he's shameless..."

"You've been working diligently and greedily for half your life!" Xu Weidong said angrily. "When I first came to the neighborhood to register as a resident, if I hadn't given your family my new three-drawer table, would I have been able to get a place there?"

Zhu Tao quickly followed his elder brother and said, "Sister-in-law, you're done now! We all know that your husband is withholding the quota for returning educated youth!"

Others spoke one after another:
"You go to work at the supply and marketing cooperative, and your nieces and nephews either go to work in factories or government agencies. How can there be something fishy going on?"

"My uncle mailed remittance vouchers to my family, but Zhang Hongbo withheld them, saying there was a problem that needed to be investigated. Then he disappeared!"

"Last year during National Day, the higher authorities distributed 20 kilograms of fried fish with clams to our neighborhood. Did we actually end up with 10 kilograms?"

Many of the residents who were watching the excitement had opinions about Zhang Hongbo.

Now someone took the lead and they also spoke up, pointing directly at Wang Fang herself:

"During the Lunar New Year, the cotton mill distributed a batch of defective cloth to each street for disposal, but you picked out the corduroy for yourself, leaving us ordinary people with only scraps of thread!"

"During the Mid-Autumn Festival in 74, I wanted to ask you to buy some mooncakes for me, but you ended up giving my family stock that didn't require a ticket. My mom even broke a tooth!"

"The gloves you wear every day are work gloves from the street office. You're not an employee of the street office, so where did they come from?"

Wang Fang fell into the vast ocean of people's war.

In a physical sense.

Because everyone was irritated and spitted at her like crazy.

At this time, public opinion had spread like wildfire. Wei Qinghuan, who was a spark of the fire, shook off his numb hands, leaned against the wall and watched the excitement quietly.

Qian Jin turned his head to look at her.

Under the bun, a small piece of snow-white skin is exposed at the back of the neck, and against the backdrop of black hair, it looks like white moonlight falling on a pile of coal.

Qian Jin thought.

This is my white moonlight.

Wei Qinghuan felt his gaze and smiled, whispering, "Well, I was a bitch just now, wasn't I? Let me tell you, I've experienced a lot during those years in the countryside!"

Qian Jin smiled and said, "Just now I only saw a goddess who saves people from suffering."

Wei Qinghuan curled his lips: "Promoting feudal superstition!"

After saying that, he laughed again.

But I like it!
Xu Weidong was filled with grief and indignation.

He suddenly picked up a piece of red coal with tongs, walked towards Wang Fang, grabbed her hand and tried to press it on him.

Qian Jin quickly grabbed him and said, "Brother Comrade, you can't torture her. At worst, just send her to the police station!"

Xu Weidong yelled, "I just asked her to touch the coal. How could it be hotter than the money they embezzled?"

Wang Fang screamed in fright.

She got up, pushed through the crowd and stumbled down the stairs.

Only a set of numbers remained on the back of the work clothes: 2107.

This is the supply and marketing cooperative employee number.

The corridor is dark. This code name that was once the envy of the whole street is disappearing without a trace along with its owner.

Many people sighed.

Many people gave Wei Qinghuan a thumbs up:

"Teacher Wei is so majestic!"

"Teacher Wei's Wei, that means majestic and powerful!"

More people were wondering: "What on earth is this old woman doing here?"

(End of this chapter)