Good news: She found out she was the original female lead in a novel, now reduced to a supporting role.
Bad news: Her storyline had already ended, with her receiving her "lunchbox" (b...
Just as Lin Ying was deeply moved, she saw Zhao Qinghuai take out another iron box from his basket. However, Zhao Qinghuai didn't let Lin Ying see it and mysteriously put it away.
Seeing Lin Ying's probing gaze, Zhao Qinghuai still insisted, "I'll tell you tonight."
Lin Ying was puzzled. Although her family used to run a clinic, her grandfather would always avoid talking to her about modern family planning products, so Lin Ying didn't know much about them.
Moreover, more than these things, Lin Ying was more concerned about how much money they had spent today and how much money they had left at home.
Seeing the problems Lin Ying had written in her notebook, Zhao Qinghuai was not angry at all; on the contrary, he was very happy. The fact that Lin Ying cared about these things meant she was serious about living with him.
For living life, I'll stick with Lin Ying!
This was something Zhao Qinghuai never dared to imagine before.
So he stood up, took a box out of the cabinet, and then took out two booklets from the box, which had the words "People's Bank of China Current Deposit" written on them.
Zhao Qinghuai took out the first item and handed it to Lin Ying: "This is my salary from the past ten years of military service. When I first started as a recruit, I got 6 yuan a month. Later, I got bonuses for completing missions and my salary increased after being promoted. Apart from sending money home and using it for my wedding, everything else is here."
Lin Ying opened her passbook and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the six thousand yuan on it.
However, before she could relax for long, she saw Zhao Qinghuai take out another savings book: "This is your dowry from your grandfather. This is where he deposited the money for you."
Hearing this, Lin Ying stopped talking and didn't even check how much money was inside. She shoved it at Zhao Qinghuai like a hot potato, saying, "Quickly put it away. You can't take this out, can you?"
Zhao Qinghuai smiled: "Don't worry, this money was paid by the military for Grandpa's medical treatment. Every single transaction has a receipt. Nobody dares to say there's anything wrong with the money."
There are many people in this country who can see the instability in society. Starting in the 1950s with the struggle against landlords and capitalists, Zhao Qinghuai's maternal grandfather's family chose to leave. It can be said that they had already taken this step when they sent Lin Ying's mother to Hong Kong.
Zhao Qinghuai's grandfather, however, chose to stay in China in order to preserve the Lin family's medical clinic. But that doesn't mean he didn't consider the future.
Especially in the late 1950s and early 1960s, when the whole country supported the People's Liberation Army, Mr. Lin knew that even if everything in his house was confiscated, this money would be the only thing that wouldn't be.
After Old Master Lin learned of his son's underhanded scheme, he contacted Zhao Qinghuai. The money had already been in Zhao Qinghuai's hands before Old Master Lin got into trouble; he had obtained a certificate from the military and made it public.
Hearing Zhao Qinghuai's explanation, Lin Ying could no longer hold back her tears. Even though her grandfather was suffering, he still found her a way out.
Seeing Lin Ying like this, Zhao Qinghuai knew that Lin Ying must be missing her grandfather.
He naturally went over and hugged Lin Ying, always being very aware that Lin Ying was already his wife.
"Don't cry. Grandpa is at the forest farm now. Grandpa just happened to save the commander's daughter. With the commander taking care of her, there won't be any problems."
Lin Ying nodded vigorously and stepped out of Zhao Qinghuai's arms.
Zhao Qinghuai handed the bankbook to Lin Ying again: "You keep it."
Lin Ying opened it and glanced inside. There wasn't much money, only two thousand yuan. That was fine; it wouldn't attract attention.
Before Zhao Qinghuai had finished taking them all, he took out another stack of coupons from the box. They were all valid nationwide, and compared to money, the coupons were indeed few in number. The most numerous were grain coupons.
Zhao Qinghuai explained, “After I was promoted to battalion commander in 1962, I couldn’t use any of the ration coupons issued by the army. They expired and became invalid. At that time, my family was in dire straits, so I exchanged them all for grain coupons and sent them home. Later, I got used to it and exchanged them all. After that, because of my wedding, I asked my comrades to exchange some industrial coupons and various other ration coupons. These were leftovers from buying things.”
As for what we bought today, what you have and what I have represent my salary for the past two months. My current monthly salary is 158 yuan, plus seven industrial coupons, four jin of meat coupons, one jin of sugar coupons, three jin of eggs, and some other coupons.
Looking at the ration coupons, Lin Ying estimated that with her current appetite, these probably wouldn't be enough. It seemed she would have to go up the mountain to find some more.
Once she calmed down, Lin Ying stopped talking and instead wrote on a piece of paper: "I can't work right now, so the family is all in your hands."
Upon hearing Lin Ying's words, Zhao Qinghuai couldn't help but smile. See, his wife's making him support her!
Having a clear understanding of the situation at home, Lin Ying stopped worrying and instead focused her attention on the tool kit Zhao Qinghuai had lined up to buy for her. To be honest, Lin Ying's ability to quickly embody the role of a wife was largely due to Zhao Qinghuai.
Putting aside his sense of responsibility as a husband and his care and concern for her, the things she wanted to buy were simply things she was spending money on for her hobbies. Yet he didn't ask a single question, and not only did he buy them, but he bought even more comprehensive items than she had listed on paper.
When someone she already had feelings for was being so kind to her, Lin Ying's feelings naturally changed a lot.
The clothes needed to be made before wearing them, and the plastic sandals Zhao Qinghuai bought didn't need washing; a quick rinse was enough. Lin Ying planned to take a shower before wearing them. Zhao Qinghuai would take care of the rest of the chores; she had plenty of time to work on the tools he bought.
It was a set of woodworking tools, and frankly, these tools were practically unsaleable items at the supply and marketing cooperative. What old carpenter didn't have his own set of tools? Especially now, when families are broke, furniture and other household items are impossible to buy; they have to make everything themselves.
Who doesn't have tools when they do carpentry?
The tools weren't disposable, so they weren't replaced after each use. Therefore, the staff were incredibly excited when they learned Zhao Qinghuai wanted to buy a whole set. Although the items belonged to the state and they couldn't lower the price, they could get some items at an internal rate.
For Lin Ying, although she didn't know how long they would stay here, she didn't want to make do even if it was only for a year. Besides, time was the last thing she needed right now.
Lin Ying checked the time; it was already past four in the afternoon. It got dark early here, and it was already getting dark. Zhao Qinghuai was making dinner, so Lin Ying simply studied her tools.