Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Pick up the package and check in.
Old Wang was a little surprised: "Do you know me?"
"I've heard the captain mention you," Song Ruan said sincerely, "Besides, you're a reliable person, and you're a good and steady driver. If you stay in our team for a while, everyone will know you."
Bullshit, she just made it up.
But she was confident that the car would not overturn - if this person was unreliable, the team leader would not ask him to go to the commune to do business. As for the driving skills, drivers always have mysterious confidence in themselves. Even if they drive like a dog crawling, they will say that it is called "riding a dragon in the air, it's a skill, you know nothing about it."
As expected, Old Wang was so coaxed that he smiled happily: "That's not true, you are a good talker! Hurry up and get in the car. There is a basket of mountain products in the back that someone asked me to exchange. Be careful not to get them on your clothes."
"Exchange for mountain products?"
"Hey, you people from the city haven't seen this, right? These are just some fruits and animal skins from the mountains. We clean them up and take them to the purchasing station to exchange for some money to supplement our family income."
"Is this okay?" Song Ruan was a little surprised.
She thought that in this era, even pheasants in the mountains could not be hunted.
"Why not?" Old Wang seemed to know what she was thinking. "We're not as good as other places. Who cares if you make some small things? But you can't sell them."
He subconsciously lowered his voice for the last word.
Song Ruan nodded in agreement, and suddenly an idea came to her mind:
"Do you collect herbs too?"
"Of course we will. But our brigade doesn't even have a barefoot doctor. Who knows about that stuff?"
He was still a little angry when he thought about it, and spat to the side, "It's not that no one learned to pick the fruits from the neighboring brigade before, but the bastards at the purchasing station bullied us because we didn't know how to do it. They said the roots were damaged, they weren't dried, there were mixed things, and they were not good at all. They pushed the price down so low that no one was willing to do it."
The ox cart swayed along the way. When they arrived at the commune, Lao Wang dropped Song Ruan off and they agreed on a time to go back.
Song Ruan first went to the meat processing factory to buy meat.
It was a little late and the fat meat had been sold out, leaving only a few pieces of lean meat, but Song Ruan liked it very much and bought two pieces.
The butcher sat behind the chopping board, his legs crossed and swaying. Seeing Song Ruan bought two pieces at once, he looked at her as if she was a fool.
The same price, but they buy two pieces of meat that can't even squeeze out any oil. Otherwise, young people don't know how to live.
Fortunately, it was not his child. He kept shaking his head.
Song Ruan had no idea that she had been labeled a fool. She took the meat to the state-owned restaurant, packed a box of braised pork slices in the lunch box left over from the braised pork she had eaten in the morning, packed a full jar of fresh meat dumplings in a teacup, and bought fifteen large meat buns, wrapped them in newspaper, folded them, tied them together, and took them away with a hook of her finger.
The last stop was the post office. As soon as she told her name, the clerk remembered it - the boss's package! Originally, their postman could help deliver the package to the village, but this one is too big to be tied up, so he wanted to find someone to take a message.
While checking the list, she looked at Song Ruan curiously: She had been working here for three years and had never seen such a big package, and it was sent from Hunan Province. How much would it cost?
Then I saw her holding meat in her left hand. Although the thing in her right hand was wrapped in newspaper, she could tell at once that it was meat buns from a state-owned restaurant. It was such a big bag, there must be ten of them, right?
Wow, even landlords don’t dare to eat like this.
While helping Song Ruan carry the package on her back, she asked enviously, "Comrade, your family must love you very much, right?"
"Emm..." Song Ruan thought for a moment and said tactfully, "It's mainly self-love."
The system in her mind snorted coldly, and she added, "And Tong Ai."
The salesperson didn't understand and smiled awkwardly.
Song Ruan transferred the flesh of her left hand to her right hand and hooked it with her little finger. With her free hand, she supported the package on her back and walked slowly forward like a turtle carrying a shell. Every time she passed an empty street corner, the package on her back quietly grew a little bigger - it was the private goods that she had the system secretly add.
When we arrived at the agreed location, the already huge package looked like it had contracted gigantism, with every inch of fabric stretched taut as if it would explode at any moment.
If she hadn't taken the body-strengthening pill, she would have been crushed.
Old Wang was already waiting there, caressing the cow lovingly. When he looked up and saw Song Ruan, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
How to put it, at first glance, all you can see is a huge package and two thin legs under the package. It looks like a huge potato skewered on two toothpicks, and the potato is walking slowly.
He hurriedly went over to take the package and put it on the ox cart. As soon as he picked it up, he was pushed to the ground and almost fell down. His face turned red and he almost lost face.
He put the package away with a grin on his face, panting with exhaustion: "Little Song, educated youth, I didn't realize you were so strong."
I just feel a little sorry for the cows.
Why are there so many things?
Before he could reveal this intention, something hot was suddenly stuffed into his hand. He looked down and saw it was a meat bun!
His eyes suddenly widened and he looked up in disbelief.
Meat buns!
He may not even be able to eat meat buns once a year!
Song Ruan smiled and said, "There are a lot of things. Sorry to bother you."
Old Wang smiled like a wild chrysanthemum blooming in the field. "No trouble, no trouble. This is not much. If you want to use the ox cart in the future, just call me."
As he spoke, he whipped the cow on its butt: "Lazy beast, why don't you hurry up and leave?"
ox:……
The cows snorted and stomped their way toward the Dongfeng Brigade.
Lao Wang touched the bun in his arms, swallowed his saliva, and put it into his pocket carefully. When he got home, he cooked it in the pot so that the whole family could have a taste of meat.
When we returned to the team, the sun was already setting. The team members were still working in the mission fields. Only one or two of them came out to use the toilet to slack off. When they saw the huge package on the ox cart, they were so shocked that their eyes widened.
Wow, this educated youth named Song’s family is so rich!
That’s right, otherwise I wouldn’t have moved out.
An old woman with a flowered handkerchief wrapped around her head said sourly: "What's the point of a little girl having so many things? It's a waste."
Before Song Ruan could speak, Old Wang spoke first: "Grandma Sun, you are already old, don't keep making trouble all day long, it just makes you look like a big mouth."
As one of the only two people in the brigade who could drive a ox cart and go to the commune to do business from time to time, Lao Wang still had a very high status. After all, sometimes when it was inconvenient for everyone, they had to ask him to bring needles and thread, or exchange for mountain products or eggs, and no one dared to offend him.
So Granny Sun stiffened her neck and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Who is talking bullshit?"
Lao Wang glared at him and said, "If you don't go back to work, I'll ask Tiezhu to deduct centimeters from you!"
Mrs. Sun turned around and walked back, cursing.
Work points cannot be deducted. She has been working for an entire afternoon and the work is almost over. It would be a waste if her work points were deducted now.
Old Wang turned around and smiled at Song Ruan: "Girl, if someone dares to bully you in the future, just tell your uncle and I will help you beat him up."
Song Ruan said obediently: "Okay, thank you uncle."
He should have gone to the team leader to report the matter first, but Lao Wang walked past the team headquarters without even looking at him and drove the ox cart directly to the entrance of the educated youth site: "Xiao Song, are you moving today? The ox cart is idle anyway, so I might as well help you move there."
Song Ruan is a bastard for not taking advantage of the opportunity and just going along with it.
When moving things, she took advantage of the fact that Lao Wang didn't know what he had brought and smuggled some more out, so that the ox cart looked full.
Lao Wang helped him move all the things into the yard, and then drove away.
The toilet in the woodshed in the yard had been built. Several children were chattering and sweeping up the wood chips and ashes with brooms. When they saw Song Ruan come in, they suddenly became quiet and huddled together, pushing and shoving each other, like a nest of chicks.
A chubby little kid mustered up his courage and took a step forward: "Sister, it was Grandpa who asked us to come here to do something."
He thought for a moment and repeated with some effort: "Grandpa also said that everything is ready, and asked you to smoke...smoke..."
He obviously couldn't remember the word and his face turned red.
Others couldn't remember clearly either, and they kept guessing: "A pipe?"
"Pipe! Grandpa has a pipe!"
“It’s firecrackers!”
Song Ruan looked amused and reminded, "Acceptance?"
"Yes!" Hu Tou let out a long sigh of relief, "If it's not good, we'll talk to Grandpa."
Song Ruan turned around and once again sighed at the simplicity of people in this era. Not only was the toilet and firewood shed built solidly, but a row of vegetable seedlings had been moved across the vegetable field, and there was also a large pile of firewood in the firewood shed, which looked like enough to last her two months.
The dirt and wood chips from the work were also swept away by the children, and her yard looked exceptionally tidy at the moment.
Song Ruan was very satisfied.
"You are so young and you are already doing things. That's amazing!"
The children all puffed out their chests with pride.
Song Ruan fumbled around and took out a cookie, breaking off a little for each of them: "This is a reward for you, go play."
But the children didn’t think Song was stingy at all. They looked at the cookies in their hands, which were not even as big as their little fingers, with surprise and thought that this sister was so beautiful and generous!
These are cookies!
They cherished the little bit they put into their mouths and were reluctant to eat more. They ran out cheering and showed off to their friends.
Tiger Head stayed at the end and said hesitantly, "Sister, please come to me next time if you have something to do. It's okay if you have fewer cookies."
Then he felt a little embarrassed and ran away quickly.
Song Ruan smacked his lips. Kids these days are so easy to fool.
Suddenly her eyes lit up: Well, it's not impossible. She originally wanted to raise two chickens, but she thought it would be troublesome to shovel chicken manure and find earthworms. This is just right.
As she pondered, she closed the door and packed her things.
First, cut the pork into long strips and rub salt on it, then hang it in a cool and ventilated place to prevent it from going bad. Then, open the packed food to prevent it from becoming sour. Finally, wash your hands and tidy up your bedding.
While I was busy, I suddenly heard a faint noise coming from next door, followed by a hysterical scream, "Then go live with her!"
Song Ruan's eyes lit up and she rushed into the yard.
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