Xu Nuo disliked trouble and insisted on a clean and transparent transaction when selling goods.
If it were money meant to save a life, it might be more lenient, or even given as a gift, but this is money for buying moisturizing oil.
If Wang Ting needs to buy a bottle of moisturizing oil on credit, Xu Nuo would rather she not buy it.
It's like buying luxury goods; if you can afford it, buy it; if you can't, don't. Never try to impress others by spending more than you can afford.
This is undoubtedly digging a beautiful pit for yourself, and it will only lead to your own demise.
Wang Ting panicked upon hearing this and quickly took out the four yuan from her pocket.
As soon as she got the bottle of moisturizing oil, she opened it immediately. A familiar fragrance wafted out, and she couldn't wait to scoop out a little and apply it to her face.
Xu Nuo stopped her: "No, you have to wash your face before applying it."
Wang Ting frowned as she looked at the lotion in her hand: "Why is there so little?"
She had already reached out and scooped out a little, but Xu Nuo couldn't tell anything and didn't notice that the lotion had been touched. She simply said, "This is the amount."
Lu Xueyun had kept those four yuan in Wang Ting's pocket for several days, treating it like Wang Ting's own money. When it was spent all at once, Wang Ting felt extremely distressed.
She felt she had been cheated, but since Lu Xueyun wanted the moisturizing oil, she couldn't refuse to buy it.
Wang Ting's gaze fell on Xu Yan's pastries, and she said shamelessly, "Comrade Xu Yan, these pastries smell really good. What are they? Why don't you bring them out for everyone to try?"
The era of eating from the same pot had this drawback: no one could eat alone, everyone had a share.
Since everyone lived in the same dormitory for educated youth, whenever someone had something to eat, everyone had to share it.
This is also why Xu Yan doesn't cook in the educated youth dormitory but goes to Duan San's house to cook.
Xu Nuo didn't care much about some of the snacks, and she had originally planned to share some with Pan Yinhua anyway, so she took the snacks over and placed them on the table, saying, "These are red bean cakes and white cloud cakes made by my sister, as well as some sugar-roasted chestnuts."
Just then, a voice came from outside: "Yinhua, the captain wants you to go over and help with the bookkeeping."
Pan Yinhua said "Eh" and left in a hurry.
As Xu Nuo unfolded the oil paper halfway through, a dark and rough hand reached out.
Wang Ting took the red bean cake and couldn't wait to take a bite. The taste inside warmed her heart and made her tremble.
She swallowed it quickly, then reached for another piece, giving Xu Yan a reproachful look: "Comrade Xu Yan, communism is about eating from the same pot, what belongs to one person belongs to everyone. How could you give all the snacks you made to Comrade Xu Nuo alone?"
Xu Yan was extremely embarrassed but didn't dare to say anything. Xu Nuo had just been offended by Wang Ting's actions and was still feeling displeased.
Hearing her dare to say that to Xu Yan, he reached out with a half-smile and blocked Wang Ting's outstretched hand, then folded the oil paper up.
Wang Ting exclaimed "Hey!" with her eyes fixed on the woman's hand, her eyes filled with longing. She shamelessly said, "This snack is so delicious, can I have a few more?", thinking that she had already spent four yuan.
If it were Lu Xueyun, she would definitely let her try it, but who is Xu Nuo? She glanced at Wang Ting and said, "No, no one else has eaten yet, and you've already eaten two pieces."
"Uh." Even Wang Ting, whose skin was as thick as a city wall, blushed. At this moment, Shen Cuiping pushed open the door and walked over with a smile: "What good food are you eating? It smells so good, I can smell it from inside the house."
Wang Ting said, "These snacks were made by Comrade Xu Yan."
“Hey, Comrade Wang Ting is right. You can’t eat alone these days. Everything belongs to everyone. If you do this, you’re setting a bad example by violating the rules.”
Xu Yan's face turned red with anger: "The ingredients were all brought from the city by Nuonuo."
Shen Cuiping didn't care where the ingredients came from and argued unreasonably: "We eat and live at our house, and we haven't said anything. Besides, Chairman Mao said that none of it belongs to any one person, it all belongs to everyone."
Xu Nuo covered her mouth and laughed: "There's such a good thing? Then I have to go to your room and see if there's anything good to share with everyone."
Shen Cuiping's expression changed immediately. Xu Nuo then said, "Sister-in-law Cuiping, I actually saved a piece for you just now, but it's a pity that Comrade Wang ate it all. Xu Yan used a lot of red beans and glutinous rice to make it; it was delicious."
Xu Nuo spoke with great regret. Shen Cuiping only regretted not coming out sooner, and also hated that Wang Ting was too greedy. She had just eaten her sweet potato chips and then ate her red bean cakes as well.
Shen Cuiping was indignant. Just then, Wang Ting was close by and sniffed her hard, saying, "Sister-in-law Zigeng, the smell on you is like this lotion."
"Nonsense, I didn't touch your lotion, how could it smell?" Shen Cuiping pushed Wang Ting away. Wang Ting cried out and fell to the ground. Luckily, the lotion protected her and prevented it from breaking.
Shen Cuiping spat and ran towards the kitchen, clutching her stomach tightly with one hand.
She ran to the stove, looked around, and then took the lotion out of her clothes and buried it in the ashes.
This thing costs four yuan, so it can't be found out during a search.
Shen Cuiping spent the whole night in fear and anxiety. Chang Zi, unusually, leaned against her and asked her curiously, "Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night?"
"Shh, don't make a sound." Shen Cuiping listened intently to the sounds coming from Xu Nuo's room.
Strangely enough, it was quiet on the other end, as if nothing had happened.
Could it be that she didn't notice at all?
Xu Nuo genuinely didn't notice.
She left in a hurry that day, and Xue Ping packed everything in her bag.
She was still half asleep when she woke up in the morning. She took a toothbrush from her small cloth bag, glanced inside, and didn't look closely.
So they didn't even realize that anything was missing.
She had to get up early the next day, so she specifically asked Pan Yinhua to wake her up. Pan Yinhua had a loud voice, so she knocked twice on Xu Nuo's door and called out twice, "Teacher Xu."
Xu Nuo mumbled a reply, then forced herself to get up and get dressed, pushing through her sleepiness.
When she finished dressing, Pan Yinhua hadn't gone to work yet. Chang Zicheng served her some porridge: "Teacher Xu, come and have breakfast."
Xu Nuo hurriedly brushed her teeth and washed her face.
When they returned, Chang Youxin and the others had already finished eating. Xu Nuo's bowl of porridge was covered with a porcelain bowl and was still very warm.
Shen Cuiping stayed in the kitchen and didn't come out. Xu Nuo was also happy not to see her and sat down on a chair.
Chang Zicheng and Chang Ziye had to attend classes in the morning, so they didn't go to work. Instead, they took their homework and sat on the other side of the wooden table.
Xu Nuo took a spoon and scooped out half a bowl of porridge, then pushed the rest to the two of them: "Brother Zicheng, I can't eat anymore, you two help me share some."
Chang Ziye, being young, couldn't help but swallow hard and reached out to take it, but Chang Zicheng pressed her back down.
Chang Zicheng blushed slightly: "Comrade Xu Nuo, don't you like this porridge?"
Chang Zicheng originally called Xu Nuo "Mr.", but Xu Nuo found it strange and asked Chang Zicheng to call her "Comrade".
Xu Nuo shook her head, still looking a bit sleepy from just waking up: "Of course not, I really can't eat anymore, I'm afraid of wasting it."
Seeing that she really couldn't eat, Chang Zicheng pushed the bowl in front of Chang Ziye: "Brother, you eat."
Chang Ziye wolfed down his food, while Xu Nuo ate slowly and deliberately. After they finished eating, the three of them headed towards the ancestral hall at the foot of the mountain.
When they arrived at the ancestral hall, they ran into Li Xian, who was carrying firewood down the mountain.
He was tall and good-looking, and even in a tattered jacket, he still attracted attention.
His eyes were slightly lowered, making it impossible to see his expression. He suddenly quickened his pace and walked past Xu Nuo as if he hadn't seen them at all.
Chang Zicheng and Chang Ziye were used to it; this descendant of the "Five Black Categories" in the village was usually like this too, never speaking.
After taking a few steps, Li Xian's tense lips relaxed.
He stood there for a while, his gaze like layers of mist, unable to see clearly.
It took them a long time to walk to the commune canteen.
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