Chapter 322 What are you always comparing yourself to?
Fu Jingyou came to his senses and got up.
There were two iron bunk beds in the six-person room, and he and Wang Xiaohu slept face to face on the lower bunk.
Now, except for him, the others have come down from the upper bunk, washed up and are waiting.
Fu Jingyou quickly got up and washed.
Wang Xiaohu followed him and kept muttering:
"Brother Fu, did you dream yesterday?"
"No."
"Did I hear it wrong? I was half asleep last night and I seemed to hear you mumbling something."
Fu Jingyou spit out the foam and took some water to wash his face. He rinsed the towel and said:
"You might be the one dreaming."
"is that so?"
Wang Xiaohu scratched his head suspiciously.
It’s hard to say, but it’s possible.
…
It was said that I would attend a half-day class, but in fact I only stayed in a small classroom that was temporarily vacated for half an hour.
No learning content was discussed.
Several old masters said some inspiring words.
We encourage everyone to go back and use their technical knowledge, work diligently, and contribute to the country.
The words of the masters came from the bottom of their hearts, and everyone felt their blood boiling.
Fu Jingyou is like this.
In addition to taking care of their families, these people also want to contribute to the country.
The country's prosperity cannot be achieved without them.
Only when the country gets better and better, the next generation will get better and better, and have more hope...
Walking out of the small classroom, students from several neighboring counties chatted as they walked, considering packing up and going home.
In the Xi County group, Fu Jingyou asked Wang Xiaohu and others for their opinions, and they made a unanimous decision to take a walk around the surrounding area.
Many uncles, aunts and uncles in the countryside have never even been to the county town a few times in their lives, let alone the city.
Although they work in the county, they don't have many opportunities to go out.
It's a rare opportunity to come here, and I came here by car at public expense, without having to pay for travel expenses. How can I not take a look around and see more of the world?
Wang Xiaohu and his companions had the same idea as Fu Jingyou.
Fu Jingyou also planned to take a look around.
He is frugal with his own expenses and doesn't like to spend money much, but he always likes to buy things for his family.
Last time I was in Tianjin, I bought some authentic local fried dough twists. They were crispy, sweet, salty, and some were sprinkled with white sesame seeds.
Lu Miao loves to eat it.
Fu Jingyou likes to feed the animals, and wants to see if there is any place to eat in Han City so that he can bring some back.
He had a different purpose from Wang Xiaohu and others, so they agreed to meet in the dormitory before four o'clock in the afternoon, pack up and go home at six o'clock at the latest, and then they went their separate ways.
Fu Jingyou left his unit in the old administrative district of Han City and asked people along the way. His first destination was the nearby department store.
I was a little disappointed when I got there.
The food sold in the department store is pretty much the same, not much different from what I've seen in the past.
But apart from food, there are still some obvious differences between department stores in cities and those in small rural areas.
The green plaid fabric I bought for Lu Miao before was already an extremely fancy and bright style, and there are even more fancy ones in Han City.
Such as polka dots, slanted lines, prints with bamboo leaves, florals, peonies, etc.
Both beautiful and unique.
Either the colors are too bright or the prints are too dazzling, neither of which is suitable for Lu Miao.
Fu Jingyou didn't have many tickets, so he didn't look at them carefully.
In the window on the second floor, there are hair ornaments for children.
Thinking of the soft, black hair of his second child, Fu Jingyou became interested. He leaned against the glass cabinet and looked at them for a long time before picking out two pairs.
A pair of pink duckbill clips with small beads and a pair of blue silk gauze duckbill clips with small flowers.
Even though they are children's items, the price is really not cheap. Two pairs cost eight cents.
I bought something for my second child, so of course I couldn’t leave out something for my first child.
There was a clockwork frog for sale in the glass cabinet, and Fu Jingyou took out a new one.
There are also people selling marbles.
I originally wanted to buy a box for Minjie, but I was afraid that Minjie was too young and didn’t understand, so I gave the marbles to Dabao and Erbao and then swallowed them.
Fu Jingyou didn't buy it, but instead bought a small wooden spinning top with a drawstring.
It cost exactly three dollars to buy everything for the three little ones.
This time, Lu Miao gave him 25 yuan. He ate in the cafeteria, which was cheap, and stayed in a dormitory arranged by his leader, so it didn't cost any money at all.
Fu Jingyou hardly touched the money in his hand. After buying gifts for the children, he turned around and pocketed the remaining money to look for something for the children's mother.
The fabric is not suitable, what should I buy?
Fu Jingyou wandered around aimlessly.
…
The equipment team drove the big iron ox back at six o'clock.
This time was not like the later times, where there were wide roads and highways everywhere.
It takes several hours to take a small train from Xi County to Han City, not to mention driving a large railway scooter through many twists and turns.
We set out on our way back at six o'clock and arrived at the county at one in the morning.
Wang Xiaohu and others went upstairs to rest. Originally, they suggested that Fu Jingyou stay for one night. Anyway, everyone would be resting the next day and the day after tomorrow, so it wouldn't matter if Fu Jingyou went back early tomorrow morning. A few hours wouldn't be a big deal.
Fu Jingyou couldn't wait.
He's already at the doorstep. He's been away for more than a day or two, and his family doesn't know what's going on!
Where can he stay?
After locking the big iron ox, Fu Jingyou went upstairs to take the bicycle from Wang Xiaohu's room and asked for a rope to tie it up.
He rode his bicycle, following the way home in his memory, and in a moment he was immersed in the darkness.
Wang Xiaohu stood on the second floor, took a look, then turned and went into the house.
His wife Yang Cuilan held her three-year-old daughter Niuniu, who was still sleepy, and said:
"Look at how much Team Leader Fu cares about his family. Unlike you, you come back for a long time and don't even look at people straight in the eye."
"What are you talking about? How could I not look at you straight in the eye? Wasn't that the one who was busy opening the door and picking up the bicycle just now?"
"snort."
"You bitch, what a bitch! Come here, Niuniu, have you missed your daddy in the past half month?"
"I want to~"
"Look what Daddy brought you back?"
Wang Xiaohu took out a pair of small plastic hairpins.
Niuniu was delighted, and Yang Cuilan hummed:
"You don't even have much hair on your head, what are you buying this for? Where are you going to wear it?"
"My hair is short now, but when it grows longer, I can wear it."
Wang Xiaohu touched his daughter's short hair and said with a smile:
"Brother Fu's daughter is only a year and a few months old, and he bought several pairs of shoes, which are much more expensive than this..."
"Compare yourself to others. They make more than ten dollars a month!"
"How can I compare? My salary isn't as high as his, and the things I buy aren't as expensive as his, right? I finally went out, how could I come back empty-handed?"
After joking around for a while, Wang Xiaohu felt around in his arms and took out something and handed it to Yang Cuilan.
"What's this?"
"Falling cream, Peony brand. I heard that girls in the city all use this."
"...I'm not like Team Leader Fu's wife, as tender as a flower bud. Why did you buy this for me? It's a waste of money..."
Yang Cuilan held the box of cold cream in her hand, cherishing it and muttering to herself that it was a waste.
Wang Xiaohu didn't like what he heard, scratched his head and said:
"You are you, and she is me. Why are you always comparing yourself to her? If you are not as young as her, then aren't you still a woman?"
It's a new month. Can you give me this month's monthly ticket?
~(Starry Eyes)~
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com