After returning, Jiang Qingyue looked in the mirror and realized how embarrassed she was just now.
Not only were his clothes covered in mud, but his hair and face were also covered in mud, and his hair was a mess like a chicken coop.
There is no way, I have to wash my hair now.
He went straight to boil a large pot of hot water, then took off his dirty clothes and washed them briefly.
Only then did he start washing his hair with great enthusiasm.
Jiang Qingyue had never washed such long hair before. After washing it thoroughly twice, she was so tired that she was sweating slightly.
Fortunately, the sun was strong today, so Jiang Qingyue moved a stool and sat under the window to dry her hair.
While basking in the sun, Jiang Qingyue couldn't help but start thinking.
After today's trip to the river to work, she finally realized that she was not cut out for this kind of work.
Both the original owner and myself can be said to be spoiled and have never done any heavy work since childhood.
But fortunately, I am still smart and I was a top student in my previous life.
Writing an article, doing document translation and the like are no problem at all.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyue immediately had an idea, and hurried to the kang to get paper and pen.
I wrote a very eloquent article about river workers.
Personal experience, plus some of my own insights, and a few popular slogans from time to time.
After writing it, I folded it up carefully and planned to find an opportunity to go to the county to see if I could submit it to the newspaper.
By the time I finished all this, my hair was almost dry.
Jiang Qingyue braided her hair into a new pair of pigtails and prepared to start cooking.
There is still a little bit of chicken stewed with mushrooms left from the dish I made last night. Just add some mushrooms to it.
In addition, cook half a pot of sweet potato porridge.
As for the staple food, Jiang Qingyue felt it was too troublesome to make it again every time, so she used old dough to make dough and planned to steam a pot of steamed buns.
This way, when he goes to the county later, Zhou Zhengting, who can’t cook, can just heat it up and eat it.
Zhou Zhengting came back just as the steamed buns were done.
Seeing her eyes were red, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
Jiang Qingyue was confused by the stare, so she asked directly, "What are you looking at?"
Zhou Zhengting curled his lips, "Have you cried?"
"Not crying? Why would I cry? I was just crying from the steam from the steamed buns."
After explaining, Jiang Qingyue couldn't help laughing. "What happened just now is not enough to make me cry. Besides, this is my first time working on a river. I think I have done a good job. There is nothing to be ashamed of."
Zhou Zhengting smacked his lips, as if mocking her shamelessness, "Then will you go tomorrow?"
Jiang Qingyue waved her hands quickly, "Forget it, I think river work is too much for me. By the way, I want to go to the county town tomorrow, so I'll tell you in advance. If I come back late at night, you can just heat up some steamed buns for yourself."
"Going to the county town?"
Zhou Zhengting couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and wanted to ask her what she was doing in the county town.
But when he thought about the agreement they had made before, not asking each other about private matters, he shut up.
Jiang Qingyue was relieved when she saw that he didn't say anything against it. "By the way, do you need me to bring anything?"
"No need."
"That's fine."
......
The next day, Jiang Qingyue arrived at the tractor gathering place at the village entrance early in the morning according to the original owner's memory.
It's a market day today and many people are going to the county.
But most of them are women in the village and female educated youth.
Probably because the men all have to work on the river.
When Jiang Qingyue got on the bus, she saw that among the three or two female educated youth on the opposite side, one of them was Fang Ruyun.
She and the original owner had a bad relationship.
Jiang Qingyue had no intention of doing anything with her, and the two of them looked at each other and turned their eyes away tacitly.
As soon as Jiang Qingyue sat down, the aunties on both sides pulled Jiang Qingyue aside and started talking, "I heard that you went to work on the river yesterday?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone else laughed and said, "I heard that someone fell down yesterday and came back covered in mud. That was you, right?"
Jiang Qingyue laughed awkwardly, "It's me. I've never done any heavy work before. I wanted to give it a try yesterday, but I didn't expect my hand to be broken and I fell down. It was so embarrassing."
Jiang Qingyue spoke very frankly.
On the one hand, this is indeed the case, but on the other hand, I also want to give everyone a heads-up that I am not cut out for this and I may continue to be lazy in the future.
After hearing Jiang Qingyue speak so frankly, the women all stopped smiling.
I couldn't help but look up to her.
"It's such a pity that such a beautiful hand is broken like this."
"That's right, the work of river workers is too tiring, it's not something you little girls can do."
"You're already very good. At least you managed to hold on for another day. There are so many women in our brigade who are unwilling to go. If you don't believe me, just ask the educated youth."
Several educated youth looked somewhat unhappy when they were suddenly mentioned.
Jiang Qingyue also responded shamelessly, "Yes, I found out after trying it for a while that the aunts are usually too capable."
The women saw that Jiang Qingyue seemed like a different person today, and they felt inexplicably closer to her.
The few of them chatted along the way and soon arrived at the county town.
......
After getting off the car, Jiang Qingyue found an excuse to separate from the villagers.
I plan to find a place to ask about selling hair first.
At this time, many supply and marketing cooperatives were encouraging the collection of hair for processing and sale abroad.
So there are many people who collect hair.
She remembered that the original owner had been chased and coaxed for a long time by a hair collecting aunt on the street.
Probably because her hair is so black, shiny and thick.
However, the original owner's hair was her pride, and no matter what the other party said, she refused to sell it.
Jiang Qingyue followed her memory and came to a wide alley. Sure enough, not long after she walked, a middle-aged woman surrounded her.
"Girl, do you want to sell your hair?"
When Jiang Qingyue heard that they were buying hair, she was secretly delighted, but she still pretended to ask casually, "If I sell my hair, how much can I get for it?"
The other party immediately made a silent gesture of eight, "To be honest, little girl, your hair is so good, I can give you eight dollars!"
Jiang Qingyue immediately shook her head, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I was just asking casually, but I didn't expect you could only give me eight dollars, so I definitely won't consider it."
When the other party saw Jiang Qingyue's refusal, he was not angry at all.
Maybe they are used to it. After all, every little girl in this era regards a pair of braids as a treasure.
She didn't expect that she could persuade people to sell with just a few words.
"Hey, little girl, don't leave in a hurry. I think you are attractive to me. How about this, you name a price and I will listen to it?"
Jiang Qingyue paused for a moment and said, "Twelve dollars, no less. You can use my hair to make wigs, which will definitely sell for a good price."
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