Chapter 3 Chapter 3 I signed up my sister to go to the countryside! She is going to...
The system was excited, and Song Ruan was also overjoyed: suddenly arriving in a strange world and having all her assets wiped out made her feel like a plucked chick, weak, helpless and frightened.
Although there is a system - but something that you have just come into contact with, which is invisible and intangible and almost belongs to another dimension... still makes people hesitant.
But now, she has money!
Six hundred yuan was a huge sum of money in that era. Even if the system suddenly left, it would be enough for her to live comfortably in the countryside for two years. Two years later, the college entrance examination would be resumed, and she could rely on the country to get into a good university. The road was still bright!
Although the two leaders had their own ideas, their optimistic moods miraculously coincided.
Song Ruan shook the thick quilt, worried that if someone saw it when she brought it back, it would cause trouble, so she planned to put it in the post office first, and then buy some things to send it to the countryside.
The salesperson at the counter looked young, and probably had just started working. He was at his most enthusiastic and responsible. When he heard that she was preparing supplies for his trip to the countryside, he felt both sympathy and pity for her, and promised her that he would keep a close eye on her.
Song Ruan walked out with ease.
Most of the houses in the 1970s were not very tall and were gray. People rarely wore brightly colored clothes, but they were full of energy and had smiles on their faces. They greeted people from a distance. The sound of cicadas in the trees was loud, as if the scenes from an old black-and-white movie had come true.
She recalled a line of poetry with some emotion: "In the past, carriages and horses were very slow, and letters were far away..."
"Make way! Make way!" A group of people rumbled past her like tanks, and the air waves they created hit her face.
Song Ruan: ...
The lady next to me slapped her thigh and said, "Oh no! I forgot we had defective cloth today and those old ladies got it first!"
As she spoke, she rushed out with a agility that was not in line with her age.
Like a horn, waves of people suddenly appeared from all directions.
Song Ruan was carried forward by the crowd in a daze. When they stopped at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, the entrance was already blocked.
The salesman's roar was still clear through the layers of people: "The defective cloth is only three feet per person! If you have finished buying, please leave quickly and don't squeeze here!"
Those who didn't get a ticket were even more excited. They jumped and squeezed forward in a swarm. The lady in the front was squeezed so hard that her facial features were almost deformed. The short boy was squeezed so hard that his feet were almost off the ground. Shouting, arguing and yelling were endless, and it was even noisier and more intense in the hot weather.
In this environment, Song Ruan was inevitably excited and followed the cricket pupa forward.
But she forgot that she was still wearing the "Strength to Pull Mountains and Unrivaled Spirit" buff at this time. She rushed forward like a bull, and the people in front of her were pushed back to both sides. She stumbled along the path she had opened and fell in front of the counter, slapping the wooden clip that the salesperson used to hold the order.
With a loud bang, the clamp flattened under her hand.
The salesperson who was originally leaning impatiently on the counter stood up straight subconsciously.
In the silence, everyone heard the salesman's voice, which was never gentler than before: "Comrade, what do you want to buy?"
"Three feet of defective cloth." Song Ruan, who always chose to sit in the corner when eating out, suddenly enjoyed the attention of the crowd. Her ears turned red. She pretended to be calm and rubbed a handful of wood powder, "This...how much do I have to pay?"
"Uh," the salesperson said. It was the first time he encountered such a situation. He turned around and talked to the team leader. "It's just a clip. Forget it."
"No!" Song Ruan looked up vigilantly. Her former history teacher loved to tell stories and anecdotes in class. When he talked about the 1970s and 1980s, he said that catching a pheasant in the mountains to eat was considered stealing from the country and would be criticized. She flattened the clamps of the supply and marketing cooperative in public. Wasn't this considered breaking the bricks of the country?
Let’s just talk about a clamp now, what if some bitch reports her later? What if a fool accepts it? She had just earned some money and her life was about to get better, so she absolutely could not allow herself to face such a hidden danger.
"Although it's just a small clip, it is a tool for you to serve the people and a screw in socialist construction. I want to support national construction, so I must pay this money!" Song Ruan said nonsense with his eyes closed.
"good!"
"Well said!"
"What a good comrade!"
The crowd suddenly cheered.
The salesperson also followed suit with awe: "Give me ten cents."
Song Ruan suppressed her shame and paid the money, bought the defective cloth, work gloves and shoes, and took out all the tickets from Song Li's small cloth bag. She hurried out of the clothing counter with her things.
The crowd gathered together again and started fighting for the cloth again.
The thorny gazes on her back were gone, and Song Ruan's tense shoulders relaxed slightly. She began to move to other counters, from vanishing cream to malted milk. After she bought another large thermos, the system couldn't help but speak:
[All of these are in my mall. If you ask more people, I can make anything for you. 】
Song Ruan explained: "I know, but I have to find a source for the things, right? If I send a big package now, then no one will be surprised when I take something out later."
Well, that makes sense.
The system was convinced.
After spending almost all the tickets, Song Ruan bought a rope, tied the things together, and lifted them up with one hand.
"Wow! This is the girl from before. Look at her strength, she can fight against three men!" A loud voice suddenly came from the side, attracting the attention of everyone around.
Song Ruan: ...
She silently changed to holding her hands up.
"Hey, are you still shy? I'm praising you!" The lady's voice got even louder. "We really want girls like you!"
The people around laughed in good faith, and some even wanted to come up and compete with her.
Song Ruan was forced to become the center of the crowd again: I want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or if that doesn't work, I can just hang myself.
Suddenly, a sarcastic remark floated from the crowd: "A girl is stronger than a boy, I'm afraid she won't be able to get married."
The corners of Song Ruan's mouth drooped suddenly.
So annoying!
I wanted to just endure it like in my previous life, but when I saw the insufficient supplies for the countryside, I took a breath and said, "You are weak, just go get married a few more times!"
Thinking about the current environment, she added: "I am stronger than boys, so what? The Chairman said that women hold up half the sky! Do you have any objection?"
This was not a very easy thing to say, and no one spoke for a while.
Song Ruan snorted, turned around and left with the things in her arms.
After she walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative and turned the corner, she leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh.
The system was flipping through a book called "How to Make Timid Children Go Wild" and clapping in her head.
[Not bad, not bad, there is progress!] 】
Song Ruan felt a little uncomfortable: "Would it be bad if I said that?"
- When a child doubts himself/herself, stop him/her in time, give positive affirmation to his/her behavior, and enhance the child's confidence in himself/herself.
The system agrees with this and actively learns:
【nonsense! What's wrong with that? That's the way to do it! 】
"It just... doesn't seem to be enough, um, to be tolerant and generous?"
——When necessary, it is necessary to correct children’s idea of being overly considerate of others.
What does tolerance and magnanimity mean? If someone takes advantage of you and you don't hold it against him, people will praise you for being tolerant. They take all the benefits and then turn around and praise you to prevent you from rioting. Do you really think you have gained something good? Bah, don’t listen to this nonsense, it’s all tricks. 】
——Appropriate use of hypothetical scenarios for comparison can make children more convinced.
[The original owner gave in to everything, was generous, tolerant and kind, but did she get any good results? Do you want to copy the original owner's personality and retrace her life path? 】
Song Ruan shook his head frantically.
So what psychological burden do you want? You should be scolded and beaten when you deserve it. What are you afraid of? The original owner has already paid for your merits in the previous life. When you feel sorry for it, think about this: if the original owner was still alive, she would definitely be gentle to you, but she was forced to death by you. Everything has its consequences, and I am your retribution. 】
Song Ruan nodded hesitantly: "That makes sense."
[Good people don’t live long, but evil deeds will last for thousands of years, so our slogan is, be wicked, mean and shameless, and slap the faces of all mean people! 】
Song Ruan, who had been instilled with the concepts of "our family is poor and we can't afford to offend others" and "endure for a while and everything will be fine", felt that the door to a new world had been opened. The door was full of bizarre and colorful things. Her blood was boiling in her heart. Only the last bit of shame could barely struggle: "No, shameless?"
[If you have no shame, you will be invincible!] Besides, you are a time traveler and no one in this world knows you. Strictly speaking, it’s not your own face that you lost. Moreover, you went to the countryside, and no one knows the original owner’s character since they are so far away. No matter what you do, they won’t expose you. What are you afraid of? 】
Song Ruan was suddenly enlightened and applauded.
The system closed the book complacently. It was worthy of being called this book. It was so perfect for immediate learning and application.
Song Ruan walked to the post office counter to mail something with a heroic and confident manner. His fighting chicken-like posture made the clerk embarrassed to chat with him. Even his movements of packing the package became much more swift. He grabbed the abacus and started typing:
"1.5 cents per kilogram for less than 214 kilometers, and 0.5 cents for every 142 kilometers over that. You're sending it to the Northeast, right? That's more than 2,000 kilometers. Wow, this heavy quilt..."
The more Song Ruan listened, the greener her eyes became. The flying beads seemed to have turned into knives, stabbing into her wallet with each knife - it might as well have stabbed her directly!
Damn Song Li, reporting it for such a long distance, causing her to waste so much money!
She didn't have much money!
The fighting spirit that had just been inspired was like a fire burning in her nerves. Song Ruan gritted her teeth as she paid the money, turned around and walked towards the Youth League Office, walking faster and faster, and finally running wildly.
He rushed into the Youth League Office and slapped the household registration booklet in front of the clerk: "Comrade, I'm here to sign up my sister to go to the countryside!"
The clerk looked confused: "Huh?"
He looked at the aggressive Song Ruan and did not dare to act rashly for a while.
Song Ruan forced a smile with difficulty: "Although I am a formal worker, my sister thinks that the countryside is a vast world that can better train people and I can play a better role in the country there. A few days ago, she signed me up for going to the countryside. Seeing me packing up these few days, she also figured it out. Although she has no job, she can also contribute to rural construction like me, so she asked me to sign up - to go to the southwest!"
She spoke the last few words particularly loudly.
I am a formal worker and my sister has successfully registered for me. Now I want to register my unemployed sister to go to the southwest - do you understand?
The clerk understood. He had seen a lot in all his years working here. It was just that he was cheated by his sister and couldn't get over it, so he wanted to drag the other party into the water as well.
It's good to drag him into this. Now no one wants to go to the countryside. He is worried that there are not enough quotas. As for whether it is voluntary, they signed up among their own family. What does it have to do with him?
He touched the cover of the household registration book and flipped through the inner pages. They were indeed a family. He immediately took out the registration form and filled it out quickly: "Southwest, right..."
"Yes, my sister said that she is willing to go to the most difficult places, to build the frontier for the motherland, to shine in the countryside, and to do great things in the vast world!"
The clerk's mouth twitched, and it seemed that he was quite resentful.
Even better, no one wants to go to such places, and the gap in quotas is even bigger.
"It just so happens that there is a special train going there the day after tomorrow. Tell your sister to pack up quickly. We will send the tickets and the notice together when the time comes. The resettlement fee..."
"I'll get it for her first so she can go shopping!"
"That's fine." The clerk stamped the document with a snap.
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