In 1982, it was just a few days after New Year’s Day.
The sky cleared up in Beijing after the snow.
The kindergarten was filled with the sounds of nursery rhymes, accompanied by the cries of several aunts who were both amused and helpless.
"You can't eat this~!"
"Don't lick the pole with your tongue~!"
"How many times have I told you this? Who did you learn this from?"
"Nonsense, he's only two and a half, and you're just messing around and blaming it on someone younger than you!"
At around 3:00 p.m., Sun Suyun, who worked at a nearby neighborhood committee, was the first to arrive at the kindergarten. She happily picked up her granddaughter and grandson from the kindergarten's nursery class and walked to Prince Gong's Mansion.
"Qianqian, did you listen to your aunt today?"
The two-year-old girl nodded casually, but her eyes were fixed on the increasing number of street vendors, especially those with snow-white
Sun Suyun tightened her grip on her granddaughter's hand, then asked her grandson on her left with a smile.
"Nannan, did you learn anything today?"
The little boy smiled sweetly at his grandmother.
"Nannan has been obedient today and won't lick the hardcore guys."
"Well, that's good! Our Nan Nan is sensible now and knows that she can't lick the iron rod."
The little boy nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Grandma, Xiaozhuang and Doudou licked it today, and the tip of their tongues got stuck to it, and they started crying."
"Hey, then you should stay away from them!"
"Yeah," the little brat nodded proudly, "Mom said I shouldn't play with idiots..."
My sister, who was looking at the snacks on the street, finally couldn't help but turned around and complained to her grandmother.
"My younger brother asked Xiaozhuang and Doudou to lick it!"
Sun Suyun suddenly felt tired.
But the little brat was not convinced at all when faced with his sister's complaint.
"Daddy said, 'Mountain of Willful Pit Has a Nest of Shit,' which means, it means you can let other children help you do experiments..."
"Grandma~~," the little grandson's voice rang out like a candy, "Qianqian is stupid, I don't want to be trapped with her today."
The little girl was angry.
"Call me sister!"
"Don't scream! I'm your brother!"
"Smelly Xiaonan, I'm going to hit you~!"
Sun Suyun, with a confused mind, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry as he carried the two ferocious little ones, one in each hand, back to the East Courtyard of Prince Gong's Mansion.
Since the Prince Gong Mansion Kindergarten moved across the street in 1980, the renovation of the entire Prince Gong Mansion is nearing completion.
In addition to the small west courtyard where the Zhang family lived in Prince Gong's Mansion, in 1981, Zhang Hongcheng and his wife moved to the more magnificent and luxurious east courtyard, while Pei Shujing and Sun Suyun, who came to Beijing to work, lived in the west courtyard.
The rest of the courtyards are under the management of the Prince Gong Mansion Management Office.
When the staff of Prince Gong's Mansion saw Sun Suyun carrying the two little puppies over, they all looked over with a smile and started teasing the two little puppies.
"Who is the older brother and who is the older sister between you two today?"
The main purpose is to sow discord.
Qianqian, who had been making a lot of noise all the way here, couldn't win the argument with her brother, and couldn't tickle him either, so she started crying out of grievance.
She cried and pointed at her brother in her grandmother's arms: "You scolded your sister, you are unfilial!"
Nan Nan was confused and didn't understand. Why should I laugh?
But the staff around him were laughing so hard that they were bent over.
They cried all the way back to the east yard, and the two little ones saw their uncle lying on the roof of the main house, holding an antenna and waving it back and forth.
A moment of curiosity made them temporarily forget their previous disputes.
"Is there a signal? My hands are sore!"
Aniu, wearing a military coat, was on the roof, waving the TV antenna back and forth.
Several brothers from dormitories 3, 1 and 4 were in the room. Beer bottles were scattered on the floor in the smoke-filled air, and the signal on the big color TV was intermittent.
"New Zealand lobs the ball into the box, dangerous!!!"
“Ah~~!!!”
Looking at the football quietly stopping deep in the net on the blurry TV screen, everyone in the room sighed and slammed the tables and chairs.
When the final whistle sounded, Ah Niu, who had just come down from the roof, climbed back up to the roof in anger and roared loudly at the sky.
Boss Yu kicked the beer box away in annoyance.
"Man, the last game between New Zealand and Saudi Arabia was so fake, 0:5! The new team had exactly the same goal difference as us."
Zhang Hongcheng was probably the only one in the room who felt that this national team had a very hard time. Their skills were really strong, but their physical fitness was far behind that of the new team.
And the referee's standards of judgment are so blind.
I think after this defeat, the entire style of domestic football will change, and the term "strong" will dominate the domestic football scene for many years...
In January 1982, the Chinese national football team failed in its attempt to qualify for the World Cup.
Seeing her father and a group of uncles and aunts beating their chests and stamping their feet, Qianqian, one of the two little kids, immediately smiled and ran forward to throw herself into her father's arms.
The little brat Nan Nan sensed something was wrong and immediately ran to his mother's room with his short legs.
Unfortunately, after running a few steps, he flew up into the clouds.
Ran Qunfeng picked up Zhang Hongcheng's son and used his unshaved stubble to poke the child with a smile.
Wow…….
Nan Nan, who was resisting Uncle Ran's big face, cried miserably.
As luck would have it, Chu Miaohong came back from her internship early today and heard her son's screams as soon as she entered the door.
We were all classmates in college, and she was not polite at all.
After a chaotic commotion, Zhang Hongcheng's roommates all ran away screaming.
Seeing that her mother seemed to be about to punish her father, Qianqian hurriedly hugged her father's legs.
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