The excitement is over, it's time to eat.
After working all afternoon, I'm starving.
They ate a pot of wild vegetable porridge as if it were a delicacy, without even raising their heads.
There's no other way; everyone's been busy all day and is just waiting to finish this meal and rest.
After finishing my meal and washing up, I went back to my room.
With nothing else to do, I took advantage of the fact that no one was in the room to start counting the money and tickets.
It's no joke to say that Shen Shi came from a wealthy family.
My dad was a long-time employee at the steel factory, earning forty-two yuan a month. A couple of years ago, he found a way to get his older brother a job at the steel factory as well.
I started as an apprentice for three years, earning fifteen yuan a month, and now I'm almost a full-fledged employee.
His mother works at the neighborhood office, earning a monthly salary of 28 yuan. She also receives some coupons as a benefit during holidays.
The family of three workers earns a combined monthly income of over eighty yuan, and over the years they have accumulated a considerable fortune.
Although his parents each had their own biases, he was still their own son, not an adopted one, and they treated him very well.
From a young age, Shen Shi always had the best food and clothing among his peers.
I got two new outfits a year and a fixed allowance of three yuan a month. The first twenty years of my life went smoothly, and I hardly ever suffered.
Shen Shi was always the "other people's child" that parents talked about, and he almost always got first place in his grade in every exam.
Shen Shi started writing articles and submitting them to newspapers when he was just starting high school.
After graduation, I had a lot of free time since I didn't have a job, and I was too embarrassed to just stay at home doing nothing, so I wrote even more frequently.
Short stories usually cost between 10 and 15 yuan each, while novels are more expensive. Chen Shi writes both types of stories alternately.
He also grasped the current demand for articles very well.
They wrote mostly odes to the times, so they were very popular with newspapers.
From an initial acceptance rate of only 50%, every single one of our submissions is now accepted.
In five or six years, he saved up more than 500 yuan.
When he went to the countryside, his mother gave him 100 yuan, and his father secretly gave him an additional 30 yuan. After he arrived in the countryside, his father also sent him something once, and there was 10 yuan in the letter.
The money came from my own pocket money saved during my school years, along with some bonuses. Adding the 2 yuan I "extorted" from Wang Gang, the total came to 687.
Chen Shi had low material desires, and he saved almost all the money he had.
In those days, an egg cost only 5 cents, and a dollar could buy more than a pound of meat. Most farming families didn't even have 20 dollars in savings at the end of the year.
687 is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.
While pondering his date the day after tomorrow, Chen Shi pulled out five 10-yuan bills.
He himself doesn't need anything, but what if Jiajia takes a fancy to something? It's better to take more than necessary, just in case.
But money alone can't buy things; you also need tickets.
Chen Shi tapped the tickets in his hand again.
There were quite a few, but not many; most of them were grain coupons and meat coupons.
When you go to the county, you must have a good meal at a state-run restaurant.
Chen took several grain coupons and meat coupons, and then found some cloth coupons and sugar coupons.
He put the money and tickets he wanted together, and then put them away.
When they were collecting the items, they found a bicycle ticket, which was the most valuable ticket Shen Shi had.
It was given to him by his aunt two years ago, right after he graduated from high school.
We suggested he buy a bicycle so it would be convenient for him to commute to work, but he hasn't been able to find a job, so the ticket has been sitting unused.
However, this bicycle ticket has now found another use.
The three traditional dowry items for weddings are bicycles, sewing machines, and watches. It's considered a matter of great prestige for a bride's fiancé's family to have these three items.
Shen Shi naturally wanted to prepare everything for Song Jiajia.
After putting everything away, Chen Shi lay on the bed, silently praying that he could use the bicycle ticket soon.
The atmosphere at the Song family's residence, on the other hand, was somewhat strange.
After returning from her meeting with Shen Shi, Song Jiajia sensed something was wrong. Especially her mother, Wang Jufen, who looked at her as if she knew something.
Just after finishing her meal, Song Jiajia was called into the room by her mother.
Looking at her daughter standing before her, head bowed like a child who had done something wrong, Song's mother felt a pang of tenderness.
But she still asked, "Jiajia, tell Mom honestly, are you dating Shen Zhiqing?"
Although it is a question, the tone is very confident.
Song Jiajia has indeed been behaving rather strangely lately.
For example, he would often find himself laughing to himself. When delivering water and food to the fields, he would always look around, trying to catch a glimpse of Chen Shi.
Liking someone is the hardest thing to hide. Even if you cover your mouth, it will still show in your eyes.
It's not surprising that Song's mother could see it.
Since entering the house, Song Jiajia's heart has been pounding.
It's not because her relationship was discovered, but she's a little embarrassed in front of her mother and doesn't know what to do.
She and Shen Shi had only been together for half a month, so naturally she didn't want her family to know so soon.
But since he already knew, he decided not to hide it anymore and nodded slightly.
She's 19 this year, and several of her friends her age already have kids. She's just dating someone she likes, and there's nothing to be ashamed of.
Although Song's mother had prepared herself mentally, she still couldn't quite accept it when she saw Song Jiajia nod.
She has three sons, but only one daughter.
She was 35 years old when she was pregnant with this daughter; she was a gift from God.
What's more, Jiajia is the one who looks most like her among the children.
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