The sweet life of sick beauty in the 1970s

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The summer of 1970 had more rain than in previous years. It rained all night in Nancheng last night, and it gradually stopped in the early morning.

After a night of rain, the sycamore trees on the campus of Nancheng University were particularly green, but because the university did not recruit students from outside in the past few years, the campus was no longer as lively as before.

"Junqing." Fang Junqing just came out of the political department office and met Zhou Chengkang, a teacher from the same school. He walked quickly to Fang Junqing and walked with him, "Looking for you?"

Fang Junqing shook his head, "It was Old Xu who looked for me, but it will be soon. I heard that Professor Liu of the School of Literature and his family were taken away by the Revolutionary Committee last night. I also participated in his report that year."

Zhou Chengkang's eyebrows moved inadvertently, and he wanted to sigh but held back. He reached out and patted his old colleague on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much. You are different from Old Liu. Your family Zhishu and Zhili are both in the frontier. I heard that Zhishu made a contribution last year." In this case, the higher-ups may give more consideration.

Fang Junqing nodded and didn't say much to Zhou Chengkang. Although the eldest and second sons in the family had made contributions in the frontier, Zhili was almost suspended from flight training because of his incident. If it weren't for the eldest son's old leader and a leader in Beijing to guarantee it, the second son might have to quit the flight team.

"By the way, did you buy the old mountain ginseng that I asked you to buy the other day?" Fang Junqing didn't continue the previous topic and turned to ask Zhou Chengkang.

Zhou Chengkang said "Oh" when he heard this, and moved the briefcase in his hand to Fang Junqing, opened it a little and said, "I went to get it this morning. It's all old stuff. I heard that it was collected by a landlord in the south city. If they didn't have to make a living, they would definitely not take it out to exchange for money."

There were almost no people on Wutong Avenue on the campus in the morning, but Zhou Chengkang still spoke in a low voice. Fang Junqing saw the ginseng wrapped tightly in newspaper in the briefcase, thanked him twice and asked, "How much? I'll let Duanyu give it to you when I get home."

Zhou Chengkang was confused when he heard this He glanced at his old colleague, "Why are you asking me for money? I watched Yangyang grow up. I have treated her as my own daughter these years. As long as she is well, I don't care about money." The two families have a good relationship. Originally, they wanted to be in-laws. But now that the Fang family is in trouble, he was rejected by Old Fang. He knew that Old Fang didn't want to drag down their family. Considering that it would be difficult for their family to protect Yangyang, he gave up. But he was not stingy in other aspects. It was a child he watched grow up, and he felt sorry for her. As long as Yangyang is well, money is not a problem.

After saying that, Zhou Chengkang stuffed the worn briefcase into Fang Junqing's hand, "Take it back, and bring the bag to me tomorrow."

Fang Junqing responded, and didn't continue to be polite. After saying goodbye to Zhou Chengkang, he hurried home.

"Lao Fang? Why are you back?" Li Duanyu works in the school's logistics department. Because her daughter was sick again these two days, she took two days off. Unexpectedly, she saw her husband back not long after sending him out.

The school has been a hot topic these days. Although there has been no clear announcement, her heart has become tense as neighbors in the staff building have been taken away one after another.

In fact, it is not just these few days. Since 1966, the school has been a disaster area. Posting big-character posters and smashing homes have never stopped in the past few years.