That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 177 Flowers Bloom Do you think we care about your things?
"This recorder is really good! You can't hear any sound from outside, but after putting on the headphones, it's very clear and sounds great."

"Yes, using this kind of tape recorder to learn English can avoid a lot of trouble. I listened to Teresa Teng on that two-speaker tape recorder that time, which made the English teacher very happy."

"I think we can dismantle one and let the students in the electronics department study it and learn about the world's cutting-edge electronic technology."

In the activity room of the Student Union, Liu Chunbo was holding a Walkman, playing with it left and right.

Naoto Nakamura, who was standing aside, was smiling and kind, with a "very friendly" expression.

Naoto Nakamura has been in this poor land for more than two years. Although most of the university students in Beijing he has come into contact with are young talents who are poor but have great ambitions.

But in the face of absolute materialism, young heroes will happily forget their true intentions and make friendly changes.

As for civilians outside Beijing University, haha
When 8000 yuan was placed in front of the family named Seki, their greedy eyes were even more intense than those of the geishas in Oita Kabukicho.

Therefore, Naoto Nakamura felt that as long as he implemented a small plan, he could easily publicize last night's mistakes.

Just a few Walkmans. If that doesn't work, then a dozen. If that doesn't work, Naoto Nakamura plans to secretly take out Japanese comics. He doesn't believe that he can't corrupt a few young people.

"Hey, why doesn't this machine have a recording button? Can't it record?"

"I guess it can't record. With such a small size, it's definitely not fully functional."

"That's a shame. It would be better if we could record it."

Liu Chunbo was playing with his Walkman and suddenly started discussing its shortcomings with several classmates.

Naoto Nakamura walked forward with a smile and explained: "Liu Sang, this is a Sony Walkman. You can also call it a Walkman. It mainly provides users with the most convenient music experience.
For example, when you take the bus, listen to the song "Blue Danube", or when you run, listen to the song "March of the Saber."

Naoto Nakamura's smile was impeccable, but in his heart, he was filled with immense contempt.

[You obviously can't put it down, but you deliberately find fault with me because of your dislike. You guys are really bureaucratic! 】

But the next moment, Liu Chunbo became expressionless and put the Walkman into the handbag brought by Naoto Nakamura.

The rest of the people followed in a tacit understanding, and in a blink of an eye they no longer couldn't put it down, and put the Walkman into their handbag with a bit of disgust.

Liu Chunbo picked up his handbag and handed it to the surprised Nakamura Naoto.

"We don't have time to listen to the Blue Danube or the Saber March now. We need to study diligently and prepare to build our country. Thank you Nakamura-san for your kindness, please take it back!"

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Naoto Nakamura looked at Liu Chunbo in surprise, feeling as if he didn't recognize this person.

Is this still the clear-faced and exquisite Liu Chunbo?Why did he suddenly become so cruel and callous?

"Liu Sang, the Walkman is good for studying. You can use it to learn English."

"Nakamura-san, please call me by my name from now on, or call me Liu-san. Don't call me Liu Sang. It sounds awkward to me."

"."

Don't twist your legs.

Why didn't you feel awkward before?

Naoto Nakamura gritted his teeth tightly, but the smile on his face was full.

He bowed deeply to Liu Chunbo: "I'm so sorry. I didn't expect that I made an unintentional mistake and caused all this trouble to Minister Liu. Please accept this small gift as my apology."

Liu Chunbo hesitated for a moment, but still insisted: "Nakamura, if you insist on giving a gift, just send it directly to the teacher! Our student union is not qualified to accept gifts."

Naoto Nakamura raised his head blankly and looked at the dual-card four-speaker radio recorder on the table behind Liu Chunbo. He felt so funny.

It turns out that not only can you mean what you say, others can also tell lies!

【Bagaya Road! 】

The handsome figure of Li Ye flashed through Naoto Nakamura's mind, and he wished he could rush to the economics department right now and chop him into eight pieces with random swords.

Naoto Nakamura carried his handbag and walked out lonely. He was afraid that if he didn't leave, he wouldn't be able to keep the smile on his face.

What does it mean to have a hot face with a cold butt?This is.

But a voice behind him almost made him run away on the spot.

"He thinks we care about that little thing. It's really superficial."

"."

. . . . . .

"kill~"

"23."

"kill~"

"24."

On Sunday morning, clear "killing" sounds kept ringing out from the woods beside Weiming Lake.

Wen Leyu held a wooden spear and pointed it at an old tree that was decades old, stabbing into the void again and again.

Li Ye didn't dare to let Wen Leyu stab the real target. Her little wrist was so thin and tender that it might become twisted and swollen. Wouldn't it be distressing then?
But even when he stabbed into the air, Wen Leyu stabbed very seriously, and he was also very stubborn in dubbing himself.

Because she said that her father Wen Qingsheng and her brother Wen Guohua both practiced this way and were very impressive.

This is different from what Li Ye learned.

Li Ye's grandfather, Li Zhongfa, was raised with a traditional big gun in elementary school. After switching to stabbing, he never shouted "kill". He was so slippery that he stabbed you down without warning.

However, Li Ye didn't mean to correct Wen Leyu. It's normal for a girl to admire her father, and her coquettish shouts are a bit cute!

As for whether it will be heard?who cares!
Afraid of being heard shouting next door, why don't you applaud?

Li Ye explained the movements to Wen Leyu, and finally he was able to start stabbing training. Xiao Nizi stubbornly set a training goal for herself.

Do one hundred thrusts every day, done in two sessions.

Li Ye originally just wanted to teach her casually for fun, but now he had to pay attention and carefully observed Wen Leyu's condition to avoid muscle injuries caused by excessive training.

But on the other hand, being a sparring partner for a little beauty is also a kind of enjoyment.

Wen Leyu had a single ponytail tied on the back of his head. As he exerted force again and again, he jumped out of a lively and agile trajectory.

Li Ye, who was counting behind Wen Leyu with his arms folded, always had the urge to reach out and grab the horse's tail and swing it around.

Think about it, carrying a little girl is like carrying a little rabbit. The other person is in love but can't struggle. Isn't it very enjoyable?

"37, pause for a moment, let me correct my actions,
Your eyes must be fixed on your opponent's hands, not on the vital point you want to stab. Don't raise your head too high, lower your head slightly."

Li Ye finally reached out and grabbed Wen Leyu's pony tail and helped her adjust the posture of her little head.The little girl was very obedient. If Li Ye moved forward a little, her little head would lower a little. If Li Ye moved back a little, she would raise her forehead a little.

Isn't that interesting?
But before Li Ye had played with it for two minutes, Wen Leyu turned around with squinted eyes.

"You want to play with my hair, can you do that later?"

"."

Li Ye chuckled and let go, without any intention of making excuses.

Although the two of them are not an old couple now, they are still young lovers who dare to hold hands and hug their waists after nightfall. They have already broken through the boundaries of ordinary friends.

I just like playing with your hair, why do you want to fall out with me?
"kill~"

"38."

"kill~"

Wen Leyu did not fall out, but after Li Ye's corrective action, his cheeks were red and his forehead was sweating. His thrusting movement was not as sharp as before, and the intensity of the thrusting was also inexplicably reduced.

"Fifty, okay, I practiced well today, give me the gun!"

After practicing the thrust, Li Ye took Wen Leyu's wooden spear, climbed up the tree nimbly, and placed the two wooden spears on the high branches.

This way the next time you come to practice, you can just take it down easily.

Li Ye jumped down from the tree, and Wen Leyu was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

"You're exhausted!"

"good."

Li Ye gave her a kettle filled with warm water: "Your voice is hoarse! You have scared away all the birds and beasts in the forest."

"."

Wen Leyu took the kettle and took a few sips, then rolled his eyes at Li Ye.

"If I can't scare away the birds, how can I scare away the enemy?"

Li Ye: "."

Wen Leyu trusts Li Ye, but she also has her own persistence. She doesn't care about what others think of her when they yell at her!

"Let's go! Hu Man, Xiaoyan and the others will go to Zaojun Temple today. I asked Brother Peng to make some soft leather the day before yesterday. Let's go there early and I will make you a pair of thin leather gloves."

"Thin leather gloves?" Wen Leyu suddenly said with big eyes: "You said you could make gloves! I bought wool and wanted to knit two pairs of gloves for us. I haven't finished knitting them for many days. If I had known you could make them, Gloves, I won’t bother!”

"I didn't know how to do it before. Aren't I forced to learn now?"

Li Ye grabbed her little hand, pointed to the area where there were obvious signs of blistering, and said, "Here, does it hurt? Do you want to rub out blood blisters and calluses again?"

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Li Ye rode his bicycle to the quadrangle of Zaojun Temple. Wen Leyu, who was sitting in the back seat, slowly leaned on Li Ye's back like a cat. Through the thick winter clothes, they could feel each other's affection. Love and attachment.

"I'm not going to knit gloves anymore. I'm going to knit you a sweater."

"What?"

"It's nothing."

Wen Leyu didn't continue to say anything. She was afraid that if she did, Li Ye would wait until spring to put on a sweater.

With her knitting skills, she couldn't even knit a pair of gloves for half a month, so knitting a sweater was really a big challenge.

. . . . . .

When we arrived at the courtyard of Zaojun Temple, no one had come yet because it was very early.

Wen Leyu looked at a renovated side house and asked in confusion: "I remember that house was newly renovated, right? Why was it renovated again?"

Li Ye was holding the thin leather material to choose the color and said without raising his head: "Would you know if you go in and take a look?"

Wen Leyu opened the door and took a look, suddenly stunned.

This side room was actually converted into a private bathroom by Li Ye.

Pure white sanitary porcelain, which was still very rare at this time, covered the floor and walls, and was wiped spotless.

A brand new gas water heater hangs outside the wall, with a set of shower heads with hoses sticking out.

In 1979, China's first gas water heater was successfully developed at the Yuhuan Water Heater Factory in NJ City, and Li Ye used it.

The radiator next to the wall was already very hot, and the temperature in the bathroom was so warm that Wen Leyu felt very comfortable.

Obviously I don’t know if it was Jin Peng or Wang Jianqiang who came over early this morning to clean up the matter.

This environment and treatment are a bit higher than those in Wen Leyu's family.

You know the system of 82, Wen Leyu's family can be regarded as the highest paid class, but Li Ye is a bit extravagant now.

But she remembered that time when Li Ye saw her queuing up outside the girls' bathroom with a washbasin, he said he wanted to renovate the bathroom. Wasn't the luxury also extended to him?
Wen Leyu felt that his body began to itch, as if there were some small ants crawling around. He only sweated slightly during the morning exercise, but now he was so sticky that he couldn't bear it.

She blinked, ran to Li Ye, and asked with a straight face: "How much did you spend to build a house? How can you be so wasteful?"

"Do I need to worry about how much I spend money on you? It's not like our family doesn't have money."

Li Ye didn't even look at Wen Leyu's shy eyes. He grabbed her little hand and pressed it onto the thin soft leather material.

"Spread your fingers!"

Wen Leyu obediently spread her five fingers and let Li Ye outline the shape of her hand.

Wen Leyu watched quietly as Li Ye cut the leather, then took out needles, thread and other items and began to sew gloves for her.

After a long time, Wen Leyu said coyly: "Go out for a while."

"I'm going out? Where?"

Li Ye then raised his head in surprise and saw the shy Wen Leyu.

"Okay, I'll go out and watch the door for you, and you can lock the door from the inside."

Li Ye held the sewing box and a small horse and squatted outside the door of the courtyard.

So, when Jiang Xiaoyan and Han Xia came together, they saw the handsome classmate Li Ye, like an old lady in the countryside, sitting in the sun nest and picking up the soles of her shoes.
Oh no, sew gloves.

(End of this chapter)