Chapter 248 [He is not!]

Chen Nuo went downstairs. It was already night.

On a summer night, the stars are shining brightly.

In the old-fashioned residential area in 2001, although the greening was not as good as it would be more than ten years later, it was still full of human fireworks.

Some people moved stools out to enjoy the cool air and waved cattail fans in their hands, both to fan themselves and to drive away mosquitoes.

Some people put a basin in front of them and gnawed the watermelon in their hands, throwing the rind and seeds into the basin.

They just chatted about common things, sometimes swatting mosquitoes or something like that.

Have wages increased? House prices seem to be a bit higher. Recently, the saltwater ducks have become fatter and fatter. Maybe they were fed some fattening drugs or hormones when they were raised in captivity.

Some people here cut a melon, which was unfamiliar to them. While cursing and complaining, they pulled their children over and let the children take the sweetest bite first.

The children were the happiest, running wildly around the adults chatting and chatting in the cool air, laughing and playing.

From time to time, I would be pulled over by my own adults and apply Fengyou essence on my arms and legs.

In this era, although we live in buildings, neighbors are not as alien and indifferent as they were many years ago.

Even the monthly water and electricity bills have to be read by the residents themselves.

A small notebook from the power supply bureau is given to a unit, and each household takes turns keeping accounts. On the day when the meter is read, the household who is on duty goes all over the building, knocks on doors, reads the meter, and collects the electricity bill.

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Finally, it will be handed over to the Power Supply Bureau.

This is a job done by residents on a rotating basis.

They are all neighbors. When reading the electricity meter, they will inevitably exchange a few words, pass a cigarette, and gossip. Even if they meet someone eating, they will laugh and ask, "Have you eaten?"

Here’s a bite to deal with.”

We have a good relationship, and we even occasionally get together to play mahjong or something like that.

When Chen Nuo went downstairs, there was such a scene downstairs in the community.

After being stunned for a moment, Chen Nuo subconsciously stood at the entrance of the corridor.

"Little Chen Nuo from 504? Are you going out to make up classes so late?"

An aunt casually said hello to Chen Nuo, shaking her cattail leaf fan: "Cut the watermelon, can you eat a piece?"

As he said that, he casually pulled his child over: "Don't scratch the mosquito bite! It's scratched!"

Chen Nuo's mind was a little dazed, and he subconsciously replied: "If you don't want to eat, I'll go out and eat."

After taking just two steps, a middle-aged man in a white sweatshirt behind him shouted again: "Chen Nuo, it's time to pay your electricity bill next month. Tomorrow I will stuff the accounting notebook under your door."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Chen Nuo responded a little lostly and walked away quickly.

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Outside the community, it looked different again.

In 2001, the economy was still in the process of taking off, and the slogan of vigorously developing the tertiary industry had not been shouted for a few years. Storefront houses were springing up on the streets like mushrooms after a rain.

Even if it is a residential building, every household will start to open up the house on the first floor facing the street and turn it into a facade.

Open a small cigarette shop, open a small restaurant, open a small noodle shop.

Even at night, a street begins to light up with lights and neon signs flashing.

This scene would not have been seen a few years ago.

Of course... ten years later, it will gradually disappear.

Alien Ma Nong’s e-commerce has completely wiped out the business of physical stores, and small-scale canteens like this have gradually become extinct.

Chen Nuo walked out of the community, not knowing what he was thinking, and just instinctively walked towards the road he was most familiar with.

After walking two steps, a bucket of water fell down beside the sewer on the roadside.

A small crayfish business owner raised his head and nodded to Chen Nuo with a bucket: "Xiao Chen, I'm sorry, I didn't see you. Didn't it splash you?"

Chen Nuo looked at this somewhat unfamiliar lobster shop owner. This shop had been open for many years, but in his memory, he had never patronized it due to financial constraints.

"...No, it's okay."

"I recently changed my chef. He's good at cooking, and he's also good at shrimps. I'll bring your sister over to eat some other time."

The boss said, nodded, and went back with the bucket.

Chen Nuo was stunned on the spot.

...He...what did he say?

lobster?

I don't like eating crayfish at all.

etc……

What else was he talking about?

Girl?

I'm a little transparent, where did this girl come from...

Chen Nuo smiled bitterly in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out. He hesitated, opened his mouth, and finally walked away without saying anything.

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It took about half an hour to walk from his residence to No. 8 Middle School. Chen Nuo walked in a state of confusion and despair.

Summer vacation isn't over yet, it's night again.

The gate of No. 8 Middle School is closed, but the small iron gate of the side door next to it is open.

The concierge Lao Qin moved a stool and sat there, leaning against the wall and smoking.

There is no air conditioning in the communication room in this era. Let alone the communication room in the school, even the teacher's office does not have air conditioning. It would be nice to have a broken electric fan.

Seeing Chen Nuo walking to the school gate and standing there staring blankly, Lao Qin first squinted his eyes and looked at it, then waved, "Come on, come on."

Chen Nuo walked over and looked at Lao Qin blankly.

Lao Qin took out a pack of crumpled red plums from his shirt pocket, looked at no one around him, took one and handed it to Chen Nuo.

Chen Nuo was stunned for a moment.

I was about to say "I don't smoke", but my hand movements took over smoothly as if I was used to it.

Laohongmei cigarettes, the tobacco in the cigarette was soft, Chen Nuo turned the cigarette butt casually, and tapped the filter end on his thumbnail a few times.

"The school is empty at night, and the basketball hall is closed. What's wrong, Xiao Chen, do you want to go in and play?" Lao Qin asked casually.

This familiar "Xiao Chen" made Chen Nuo a little confused and looked at the old man without saying anything.

Lao Qin squinted his eyes and looked around again, and whispered: "Go in, come out before ten o'clock, I have to lock the door when I go to sleep."

"..."

"There are still some of your classmates playing on the basketball court. Please help me urge them to come out early. Don't go too late. My old man can't stay up late."

With that said, Lao Qin waved his hand, squinted his eyes and listened to Semiconductor, and ignored Chen Nuo.

"..."

Chen Nuo had complicated thoughts and walked into the campus with steps.

In the past six months, the main campus of No. 8 Middle School has not changed much, except that the newly built international campus in the distance has been completed.

Chen Nuo could only remember that in his own memory, there were still unfinished buildings there, the plastic on the playground had not been removed, and the roofs of the houses had not been capped.

Looking at it now, the buildings taking shape in the night look much more majestic.

On the basketball court of the old campus, people are still playing basketball. Under the dim street lights, some teenagers are still playing, chasing their basketball dreams.

T-shirts, sweatshirts, T-shirts, basketball shoes, running shoes, a mix of everything.

Chen Nuo glanced at it from a distance and walked directly to the teaching building without walking over.

Following the corridor on the first floor, I found the classroom in my memory.

The classroom door was locked. Chen Nuo pushed it twice but did not open it, but soon saw that the transom on the window was open.

After thinking about it, I climbed up, then turned over and got in through the transom window.

Jumping on the ground, Chen Nuo clearly felt that his physical fitness, jumping ability, and strength seemed to be much stronger.

I pinched my arm, and it seemed that I had gained a lot of muscle.

All of this made him feel strange.

After walking to the seat in his memory and sitting down, Chen Nuo seemed to let out a breath.

This is...a familiar feeling.
To be continued...