Chapter 20
By the time Su Qingci brought the things over, Luo Song and Lu Linping had already put the things down and turned away.
Su Qingci looked at the two men's depressed backs and asked Li Li.
"What? Didn't you get the iron pot?"
Li Li nodded and stepped forward to take the thing from Su Qingci's hand.
I asked with a pained face, "Qingci, why did you buy so many things?"
"Although the street office gave us some subsidies when we went to the countryside, it was gone later."
"This isn't like home. My parents and relatives aren't around."
"We have to be frugal with our spending. If something happens and we need money..."
Su Qingci peeled a candy and stuffed it into Li Li's chattering little mouth.
"Okay, housekeeper, I understand."
"You watch the things first, I'll go get my package."
Li Li was suddenly stuffed with a candy and was reveling in the sweet taste in her mouth.
Just when I came to my senses, Su Qingci had already run away.
Walking into a secluded alley, Su Qingci carefully checked to see if there was anyone around, and then headed straight into the farm.
I subconsciously glanced at the countdown clock on TV.
5 hours, 37 minutes, 43 seconds
5 hours, 37 minutes, 42 seconds
Su Qingci hurried towards the farmhouse.
Use your mind to control the iron pot that was firmly fixed on the earthen stove and remove it.
"Clang~"
The iron pot fell to the ground, and a layer of pitch-black ash fell off the bottom of the pot due to the vibration.
There is no handle, just the bottom of the pot. It is not very big, with a diameter of about 70 centimeters, which is definitely enough for a family of ten.
Because it was placed outdoors in the wind and sun, the surface of the pot was covered with rust stains.
After taking off the iron pot, Su Qingci quickly left the farm.
She doesn't have much time on the farm these days.
These few hours, critical moments, can save lives.
She can't waste a single minute before accumulating enough time for herself.
After a walk, Su Qingci arrived at the scrap yard.
She doesn't like studying and doesn't want to struggle, but now she doesn't know what the situation is at home.
According to the history she learned, it seemed that the college entrance examination was resumed in 1977, right?
There are still more than four years left, so she should get a set of textbooks to keep on hand just in case, right?
If that doesn’t work, you can stick it on the wall.
The houses at the educated youth site were made of adobe, and even the most basic wall painting was not done.
Plus, there is a lot of rain in spring, and it is extremely humid.
Last time I sat on the bed against the wall for a while, my back was covered with mud.
At the scrap collection station, Su Qingci took five or six pieces of fruit candies she had just bought at the supply and marketing cooperative and stuffed them into the pockets of the old man who was guarding the station.
"Uncle, I want to go in and find some old newspapers."
"I care about the country's development and pass the time when I have nothing to do."
"Go away, here..."
After seeing the candy in his hand, the old man's words of refusal got stuck in his throat.
Thinking of his little grandson who depended on him for everything at home, he swallowed and quickly put a few candies into his pocket.
He looked around vigilantly and waved at Su Qingci.
"Hurry up, hurry up, don't stay too long."
These young kids, really.
Everyone wants to come to Taobao.
Don’t think about it. Even if the person who delivers the waste is blind, I am not blind.
If they want good things, will it be their turn?
Su Qingci looked at the old man's vigilant expression, turned around and walked into the scrap yard.
It was like Japanese invaders entering the village, searching quickly.
Some clean old newspapers and high school textbooks.
In a short while, a large stack was piled up.
But I didn’t find all the textbooks, so there are a lot of repetitions.
I screened through the selected textbooks again, finding three or four relatively intact ones for each textbook and putting the others back.
In case it comes in handy in the future, if that doesn’t work, you can just paste it on the wall.
I thought of the novels I read in my previous life, where scrap yards were full of treasures, antiques, gold and jade.
Su Qingci came up with this idea after she found her textbook.
He jumped onto the pile of furniture and started to rummage through it.
Unfortunately, there is always a difference between reality and dreams.
In the dream, the drawers that were casually discarded were filled with treasures, and there was also an unlocked safe, and each piece of gold weighed one pound.
The reality is...
Su Qingci looked at the table legs and boards in front of her, none of which were intact.
Even with her developed imagination, she couldn't imagine whether the pile of wood in front of her was a table or a cabinet before it was dismantled.
However, we did find a lot of things like ancient paintings and books in the place where waste paper was piled up, as well as many manuscripts, all of which were well preserved.
Although Su Qingci didn't know what they were, she subconsciously felt that they were all good things.
Without hesitation, he jumped into the pile of books and started rummaging through them.
All the books and paintings that seemed to have aged a bit were thrown into the space.
Even if you don’t understand something, throw it in.
It’s no wonder that no one wants this thing. Even she, a worldly-wise college graduate, can’t understand it, so how can anyone else understand it?
"Cough cough cough~"
"Hmm~cough cough cough~"
The old man guarding the gate kept coughing.
Su Qingci knew that it was the old man urging her.
She had almost finished flipping through the pages, so she didn't get greedy and picked up the old newspapers and textbooks on the pile and came out.
"Uncle, please weigh it for me and see how much it costs."
The old man looked at the tall pile of books on first base. Did he really come here to look for a newspaper?
He thought it was another idiot who came to Taobao.
"No need to weigh it, just give me two cents."
"Two cents?"
"Why, you have more than ten pounds of this stuff here, and you think 20 cents is too expensive?"
"If I were to go on the scale, it would cost more than this."
Thinking of the few candies in his pocket, the old man gritted his teeth and said, "18 cents, no less."
"No, sir, I didn't say it was expensive."
"Two cents is two cents."
Su Qingci felt a little guilty when she thought of the waste paper area that was one section shorter.
The old man's expression relaxed, thinking that the man was an ungrateful person.
When handing the money over, he secretly picked up a handful of candy and gave it to the old man.
The old man quickly raised his head and looked outside the door, and his rough hands quickly stuffed the candy into his trouser pocket.
"Well, wait a minute."
"This thing is for you to play with."
"Don't let anyone see it."
As the old man spoke, he quickly stuffed something into Su Qingci's mouth.
Seeing the old man's expression, Su Qingci didn't dare to look at him. She blocked him with her hands and threw him to the farm.
"Thank you, sir. I'm leaving now."
I found a place and dumped the huge bundle of books into the farm.
Then he put out the package and the iron pot, and then he carried the iron pot on his head and dragged the package towards the grain station to meet Li Li and others.
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