Yun Qiao withdrew his gaze indifferently, took He Tingjun's arm and left the supply and marketing cooperative, heading for the cannery's staff quarters.
The young couple had lunch at Uncle Ye's house at noon, chatted for a while after the meal, and then said goodbye and left.
The bus of the company does not have a fixed departure time. If there are many people, it will depart early, and if there are few people, it will depart late. Because there is only one bus in the afternoon, in order to avoid missing the bus, Yun Qiao and his friends did not stay at Uncle Ye's house for long after dinner. They went to the station early and bought some things when they passed by the supply and marketing cooperative.
Go early and it doesn’t matter if you wait a little longer. If you go late and miss the bus, it will be a big deal.
When we arrived at the station, buses going in various directions were parked neatly in the large yard of the station. Each bus had a sign hanging on it. The rectangular wooden sign was painted with a red base color, and the name of the place it passed by was written in red paint on it.
The two easily found the sign that said "Headquarters of the 10th Regiment" and got on the bus. There were still half of the seats left, and the front row was already full, so the two chose a seat in the middle by the window.
They didn't know when the shuttle would leave, and the journey would take nearly two hours, so Yun Qiao said, "I'm going to the bathroom. Do you want to go?"
He Tingjun shook his head and said, "I went to the cannery before I came here."
"Then wait for me in the car."
He Tingjun said 'hmm'.
Yun Qiao jumped out of the car and went to the toilet.
After she came out of the toilet, she washed her hands in front of the sink at the toilet door, and walked towards the bathroom while shaking her wet hands.
On the way, I met a little girl selling hawthorn balls with a basket on her back. The red hawthorns were covered with yellow sugar coating, like red lanterns covered with snow, and they looked very beautiful.
Yun Qiao was tempted and went up to ask the price: "Little comrade, how much are you selling these hawthorn balls for?"
"Three hawthorn balls for ten cents." The girl, probably used to being questioned about the price, explained after answering the price, "Sister, take a look. My hawthorn balls are big. We only select the largest ones to stir-fry, and even remove the cores. There are only about thirty hawthorn balls per pound. And we need eight ounces of sugar to stir-fry one pound of hawthorn balls. You know the price of sugar at the supply and marketing cooperative, so ten cents for three is really a good deal."
Yun Qiao nodded, without bargaining, and said directly: "Okay, you can pack me one for one dollar."
He asked for one dollar directly. This was a big customer. The little girl's eyes lit up and she quickly said, "Okay, I'll install it for you right away!"
The girl selling hawthorn balls had a good sense of hygiene. She used a small shovel made of bamboo strips to scoop the balls into a pre-folded oil paper bag without touching them with her hands the whole time.
Just as the little girl was packing the hawthorn balls, Yun Qiao heard a little girl's baby voice behind her: "Mother Han, I want to eat hawthorn balls too."
"Sure, Mom will buy it for you." A familiar voice came closer and closer, then rang out beside him: "Comrade, how much are the hawthorn balls?"
As they got closer, the voice became more and more familiar. Yun Qiao looked up and saw that it was indeed Han Rou.
She was wearing a green military uniform, and her long hair was braided into a long hemp braid hanging down her back. She must have dressed up specially, her eyebrows were darkened with charcoal, and her lips were pursed into a light red with red paper. She looked much more beautiful than when she was in the company.
At this time, she was holding a little girl in her hand. Yun Qiao had seen her at her own wedding. She was Xiong Xiangzhong's daughter Qingqing.
Yun Qiao was quite surprised to see Qingqing, and even more surprised by Han Rou's ability.
It's only been a few days, and she can actually make the little girl who resists her stepmother call her mother willingly!
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