As a member of the working class, Lin Jingyu, a cargo registrar at a port, transmigrated to the early 1970s during her lunch break.
She unexpectedly discovered that she had entered a chronicl...
“You…”
The boss was astonished.
He couldn't help but look at Chu Liang.
Chu Liang knew very well that this educated youth, Peng, had an extraordinary background.
I dare not offend them, nor dare I get too close.
I can only respect them in my heart.
He smiled at the shop owner and said, "Don't worry, you won't be shortchanged. What, you're not happy about buying all your stock?"
"That's not what I meant."
Upon hearing this, the boss immediately felt relieved.
Without any hesitation, I organized them all and weighed them.
"Comrade, it all adds up to twenty-seven pounds, just give me fifteen yuan."
"OK."
Peng Shiyu took out a rolled-up handkerchief, counted out fifteen yuan from it, and handed it to the shopkeeper.
"Thank you, little comrade."
The boss smiled happily, "Welcome to come again next time, young man."
Yang Shujue's face showed a hint of smugness, "So, you're saying you'd be willing to sell us meat and bones next time we come over?"
"certainly."
For such big customers, the boss would love for them to come every day and buy up unsold goods like pig heads, trotters, and bones that others don't like.
With a broad smile, he assured them, "Young comrades, come here. As long as I have any stock left, I'll definitely sell it to you."
Yang Shujue nodded and said, "Then it's settled. If you dare to mess with us next time, don't blame us for making trouble for you."
The boss paused for a moment, then awkwardly replied, "No, of course not."
"It may not be the best, but as long as you bring out fresh and good products, we will definitely buy them."
Yang Shujue gave him a look, "Boss, remember this: we have the ability to buy your things, and we also have the power to cause you trouble. I hope you won't think about bullying us young comrades."
"No, of course I wouldn't dare."
The boss gave an awkward smile, not daring to reveal a word of what he was thinking on his face.
"Please don't take offense, boss. I was just joking."
Yang Shujue's tone softened again, and she said with a smile, "Please take care of us in the future, boss. We'll be leaving now."
Ignoring the boss's reaction, he pulled Peng Shiyu away first.
Chu Liang did not leave immediately.
He looked at the boss in front of him with a beaming smile.
"Hehe, Brother Liang, where did you invite these two little darlings from?"
The boss gave a thumbs up, "You're young, but you have an extraordinary presence. Liang, you're truly remarkable."
"screw you."
Chu Liang laughed and cursed, "You're right, you old codger. You really are a living ancestor, not to be trifled with."
"Hey, Liang, just give us a hint."
The boss's curiosity was piqued. "I'm too timid to offend anyone. If I knew the background of these two ladies, at least I could keep those good-for-nothing rascals at bay."
"If they dare to make a move on them..."
Chu Liang gave him a mocking look. "The police chief of our county will definitely be very interested in you and want to chat with you. Just be prepared to get shot."
"They have such a powerful background."
The boss looked on in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly, "That's... truly a living ancestor!"
"Alright, as long as you know what's going on, that's fine."
Chu Liang gazed at the gradually disappearing figure and said, "I won't say any more to you. From now on, whatever they want to buy, just obediently sell it to them. Remember, don't go looking for your own death, otherwise no one can save you."
"No, of course not."
The boss's eyes gleamed, and he responded with a cheerful smile.
"Bye now."
Chu Liang waved at him, then turned and left.
"Take care, Brother Liang. Let's get together again sometime."
...
After cleaning inside and out, it was almost time.
Lin Jingyu woke her up, "Miss, how are you feeling now? We should go back."
Although she always appeared dazed and confused.
Lin Jingyu always spoke to her in a consultative tone.
Lin Yue'er didn't speak, but still looked at her with her clear eyes.
Seeing that her complexion had improved, Lin Jingyu felt a little relieved.
He locked the door and took her to the station.
The four quickly met up and boarded a bus to head to town.
A military unit at a base in Northeast China.
Peng Qibo has just returned from a mission.
He was summoned by his superior.
"Reporting, leader, Peng Qibo is here to report."
As soon as Peng Qibo entered the room, he saluted the person sitting in the office.
"Qibo is here."
The dignified middle-aged leader put down the documents in his hand.
Looking at him, her eyes were filled with pride and admiration. "When you come back from this vacation, will you be able to keep up?"
Peng Qibo responded, "Reporting to the leader, I'm keeping up, I'm in good condition."
"Then I feel relieved."
The leader smiled and said, "It was unavoidable to end your vacation early this time. Don't worry, the remaining vacation time will be approved for you in the future."
"Yes, sir."
The leader smiled helplessly and shook his head at him, "I told you before, you don't need to do this in private. Can't you even call me 'Uncle' anymore?"
Peng Qibo insisted on his principles: "In the army, call them leaders; outside, call them uncles."
"Fine, you're just stubborn."
The leader promptly changed the subject, saying, "I called you here today because there's something I want to ask you."
"Please speak."
"Old Qin from the military medical department told me that you brought a lot of medicine with you on this return. Is that true?"
"That is indeed the case."
Peng Qibo nodded, acknowledging it.
On the day he returned, several of his teammates were injured.
Due to a lack of medication, they were all desperately trying to heal their wounds, as they would definitely worsen if they stopped taking the medication.
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