Chapter 116: She and I are not familiar with each other
Song Yu Nuan pointed to the other one: "This is for men, the size is bigger, if you like it, I will bring you two more in a few days." Zhao
Li waved her hands: "No, these two are enough, the men's one is for your uncle Zhao, and the women's one is for me, it's really beautiful."
"When the plaid skirt is made, I will bring one to Sister Zhao."
Zhao Li did not ask for money. Giving money would be like Xiao Nuan selling something.
Xiao Nuan did not want it either.
This is different from white flour. White flour cannot be bought even if you have money. Food is still tight now.
It will take two years to breathe a sigh of relief.
The flour was very cheap, 10 cents per pound, all at the internal price, a total of 150 pounds, 15 yuan, Zhao Li took the money, but ran to the bedroom, took out a few tickets and handed them to Song Yunuan: "Here is a ticket for a sewing machine, I exchanged it with someone yesterday, you go buy it today, I heard from your brother-in-law that this batch of sewing machines are all Peony brand, very easy to use." So
, three more bags of flour and a sewing machine were pulled on the carriage.
Old Song always prepares extra money when he goes out with his granddaughter.
Happy little Ah Sheng sat in the carriage, holding the jumping green frog bought by his sister and a box of checkers.
This checkers requires a ticket.
Then there was one in the ticket given by Sister Zhao.
What made Ah Sheng happy was not that he could play checkers, but that there were six colors of glass balls inside. However, his sister said that this kind of checkers is suitable for those over six years old.
Ah Sheng almost cried. Grandpa
He is five years old, one year short.
Song Yu Nuan asked him if he would eat it?
Song Mingsheng immediately assured that eating glass balls was something children did, and he would never do that.
One less, he would not do such a stupid thing.
At this time, Chu Zizhou finally received a call from Gu Huaian.
A cold voice came from there, and Chu Zizhou began to complain.
He said that Song Yu Nuan was so bold that he drove his jeep and aimed at Yao Hai and Ma Zi with his hunting rifle. Ancestor
Gu Huaian on the other side gasped and said with a headache: "Start from the beginning."
The topic was shocking, but he should know why?
After listening to it, Gu Huaian fell silent.
Chu Zizhou said: "The little girl is very brave. If we don't take care of her, she will be in trouble in the future."
Gu Huaian was silent for a long time, then asked: "Why are you telling me this?"
Chu Zizhou: ...
"I just want you to know that she is a lawless person. Don't let her grow up badly, or you will have no place to cry." Gu
Huaian was obviously in a bad mood: "Zizhou, she has a father and a mother, and she has the protection of her family. In fact, I am not as familiar with her as you are with her. Even if she grows up badly, what does it have to do with me?"
Chu Zizhou widened his eyes and raised his voice: "Then you will look at her differently?"
"Does it mean I should look at her differently?" Gu Huaian said lightly.
Chu Zizhou got angry when he heard him say that: "But you have cared before, why do you have this attitude this time? Could it be that you like a girl, or your mother introduced you to someone?"
"Neither, Zizhou, although you work in Erdaohe Village because of me, it is more for your own future. Work hard. She and I are not familiar with each other."
After saying this, Gu Huaian hung up the phone.
At this time, Gu Huaian stood in front of the desk and was stunned for a moment. Maybe he was indeed a little enthusiastic. In addition to that girl, many people noticed it. Ancestor
Only Song Yu Nuan didn't take him seriously.
She was really bold.
She was really bold.
But after a few breaths, Gu Huaian's eyes were filled with smiles, with a barely detectable light. He thought, the little girl must look very handsome holding a hunting rifle.
Gu Huaian picked up the phone and started to dial. It
was connected after a while. It was a middle-aged man on the other end, but his voice was cautious and respectful.
Gu Huaian said: "Uncle Wen, go check a man named Yao Hai, who claims to be the director of the Beidu Dongcheng Cultural Exchange Center and is now in charge of cultural relics."
"Okay, I'll go right
away." The other end agreed.
Gu Huaian told him to check it carefully after finding it. If there is a problem, this cultural exchange center will have to be rectified.
After hanging up the phone, he walked briskly towards the laboratory outside the office.
The sun was bright, and the future seemed long, but full of expectations.
Chu Zizhou didn't know what Gu Huaian really thought. He thought Gu Huaian had given up automatically because of his age and status. He thought he would be very disappointed, and even sympathized with him for a few minutes.
Of course, it would be too easy for a person like Gu Huaian to find a partner. Ancestor
Not to mention the noble ladies in Beijing lining up, it's almost the same.
Then seeing Song Yunuan's joyful look day by day, he sighed helplessly and went to do what he had to do.
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Song Yunuan was very busy these days. She had a great time playing with Xiaojuan and Xiaohua in the village. When Grandpa Zheng came, she ran to visit him. It was
indeed very serious. She couldn't even walk. She came in a wheelchair.
Keren was very strong. She could laugh even in such pain. It was probably because of this that Old Man Ji treated her illness and brought delicious food to Song Yunuan.
Cakes, candies and freshly baked cookies in the morning. Grandma
Song’s cabinet for food was finally put to good use.
It was filled with delicious food.
Maybe because of her thrifty habits, Old Lady Song still couldn’t bear to eat so much food.
It was Song Yunuan who forced her to eat the cakes quickly. The ones that couldn’t be eaten were given away.
How could Old Lady Song give away anything? She had several children at home.
The same was true for the food at home. They were all placed in several large jars in the kitchen.
It is to prevent rats. ancestor
There is a heavy cover on top, so no matter how big the rat is, it can't turn over.
Old Mrs. Song sometimes feels dazed.
Although the grain has not been delivered, there are more than 100 kilograms of white flour in the family. Corn flour is the relief grain, which is distributed according to the number of people. There are more than 50 kilograms, more than 50 kilograms of corn residue, and more than 10 kilograms of rice. There are half a bag of millet and soybeans.
Seeing it makes me feel at ease.
There is a jar of newly boiled pig oil.
There is also oil residue mixed in it.
In more than a month, life has become like this. How can it not be like a dream? ancestor
You know, for many years, every time this season comes, her family's rice jar is empty.
One year, at this time of year, there were only a few pounds of cornmeal left. They dug wild vegetables and plucked leaves from trees all over the mountains and plains, cooked them, and rolled them into balls. They sprinkled a handful of cornmeal on the panel, rolled the wild vegetable balls on top, and put them in the steamer to steam.
When she learned these things from her granddaughter, her granddaughter also told her that there is a saying that things will change over time, and that it is possible that coarse grains will be more expensive than fine grains in the future, and those who eat wild vegetables will be rich, and those who eat meat will be poor.
She just listened to this as a story.
How could it be possible? She didn't believe it.
Who likes to eat wild vegetables? They are bitter if they don't have enough oil.
And what about meat? How can poor people afford meat? It's just a joke. This