Next.
It went smoothly.
She traded a can of soy protein powder for 45 yuan worth of fabric, not counting the ticket.
An exchange of ideas.
Both of them knew each other's basic information.
Song Beibei didn't hide anything. There was nothing to hide. Besides, more friends mean more paths.
She will have to stay in Yinjing Brigade for at least 12 years.
The college entrance examination was in October 1977, and it was only April 1966. Of course, the educated youth could return home early.
But, this has nothing to do with her.
Ever since she left home, she had no intention of having any contact with the Song family.
They probably hope that their original bodies will not go back.
She spent two months in the countryside without receiving a single letter. Remember, she only brought five dollars with her.
For this reason, Song Beibei once again suspected whether the original body was picked up.
Let’s get back to the topic.
The middle-aged woman is called Su Hui, a native of Tiancheng. The couple has only one son. After he got married, he had a granddaughter. The granddaughter was born weak and fell ill every other day. The doctor said that she needed to eat nutritious food to nourish her. He recommended malted milk, rice soup and the like.
There are 3 workers in the family.
My husband and son both work at a meat processing plant, and my daughter-in-law is a night school teacher. Their combined salary is 80 yuan.
Malted milk costs 50 yuan a can.
This doesn't even include the tickets.
However, the family discussed it and decided to buy some for their granddaughter to nourish her body.
But, you can’t buy it even if you have money.
She had a niece, Xu Hongxia, who worked at the supply and marketing cooperative, so she asked her to help buy some. However, if her superiors had not placed an order in advance or her more senior colleagues had not placed an order, she would not have gotten any for two whole months.
Su Hui was angry and helpless.
She was about to give up, then she met Song Beibei.
The two hit it off immediately.
Su Hui suggested, "How about this, I'll go prepare the cloth first. Let's agree to meet in front of the supply and marketing cooperative at 10 o'clock in the morning in three days, no, two days."
"Okay, no problem."
Although she could have taken out the soy protein powder right now, it was difficult to explain, so she didn't bother.
She can wait for 2 days.
"Okay then."
Su Hui smiled and waved: "Xiao Song, see you the day after tomorrow."
Song Beibei smiled: "Okay, Aunt Su."
…
One thing was solved.
Song Beibei walked along the street happily, looking around aimlessly.
Sweet City is not big.
There was only one main road and all the shops and factories, and she had already recognized them all.
Inadvertently, she caught sight of a familiar figure and couldn't help but ask, "Xia Xia?"
Hearing the sound, Fang Juexia looked over.
When he saw her, he said something to the people in the room, then strode over: "Beibei, what a coincidence."
Song Beibei saw a pretty girl who looked about the same age as her.
At this moment, she was leaning against the door, looking at her timidly and curiously.
To this.
Song Beibei gave a kind smile.
"What a coincidence." She asked frankly: "Is she your friend?"
Fang Juexia nodded and shook his head.
Song Beibei was confused: "What does this mean?"
Hearing this, Fang Juexia smiled and nodded: "Let's consider us friends."
Song Beibei thought to himself: Let’s just be friends.
It seems so forced.
There is no need to worry about the little girl crying, because people are still listening.
On the surface, he nodded: "Oh."
Fang Juexia glanced at his watch, his face solemn. "It's almost time. Let's go to the city gate, so we don't miss the meeting time and have to walk back."
Hearing this.
Song Beibei also quickly looked at the time. It was almost half past ten.
She was startled and nodded quickly: "Okay."
I don't want to walk back again, it will kill me.
The two walked very fast.
Behind him, a thin little girl walked out of the courtyard gate, looking at Fang Juexia with reluctance in her eyes.
"Cough cough cough~"
A cough sounded from behind her.
The girl was startled and subconsciously turned around and ran to the old man, holding his arm and angrily said, "Grandpa, why did you come out? Come inside and rest."
"Grandpa is fine."
The old man coughed twice and asked, "Where's Xiao Fang?"
"Sister Fang is back home."
"Today, I really have to thank your sister Fang, otherwise, grandpa would be dead."
"Pooh, pooh, pooh."
"Don't say that. It's unlucky."
Chen Ran said coquettishly: "Grandpa, you will surely live a long life, watch me get married and have children, and be filial to you."
Old man Chen laughed heartily: "Okay, okay."
"I never thought that I, Old Chen, a rag collector, would have such good fortune~"
Chen Ran said seriously: "It is my blessing to meet Grandpa."
Old Man Chen's eyes were moved. He was silent for a moment, then patted the back of her hand and sighed with relief: "We are both blessed, both blessed."
Chen Ran smiled playfully: "Of course not, Sister Fang said that our good fortune is still to come."
Old man Chen laughed out loud: "Hahaha..."
If Song Beibei were here and heard the conversation between the two, she would be able to recognize that this was the protagonist of one of Fang Juexia's stories.
Chen Ran.
A complete and utter wretched creature.
Because she was a little girl, she was abandoned by her parents who favored boys over girls and thrown into a garbage dump. The rag collector, Old Chen, found her while picking up trash. Seeing that she was still breathing, he took pity on her and took her home.
The grandfather and grandson depend on each other for survival.
Old Chen never got married in his life. The county gave him a job as a rag collector. It was not a decent job, but it could support him and his granddaughter.
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