Chapter 142142 (Revised) Ding Guo chuckled and leaned forward to take the cattail...
Fengning!
After reading the letter, Ding Guo scooped out some watermelon jam and tasted it. It was slightly spicy with the sweetness of watermelon. It was something she had never eaten before.
This is the letter and package sent by Aunt Yu. She specifically reminded me in the letter that if the watermelon jam tastes strange, I should not eat it, as she is not sure whether it will go bad after being mailed.
“It’s not bad, it’s delicious.”
Ding Guo had heard of watermelon jam before, but had never eaten it and didn't know how to make it. However, he quite liked it, so when he was about to reply to the letter, he asked about the recipe and tried to make some himself.
At noon, she washed a few green peppers, cut some cucumber strips, and ate them with watermelon sauce. After the meal, she put the rest into the space to keep it fresh.
Yu Shaofen also sent her a piece of fabric suitable for summer wear, made of Dacron, with a yellow background and light black plaid patterns, suitable for either a shirt or a skirt.
Ding Guo sent it to the state-owned tailor shop on the street, who made a shirt for him, and used the remaining fabric to make a skirt. He could wear it as a complete set, or he could change to a shirt of a different color to match the skirt.
After coming out of the tailor shop, she found an empty corner and slipped into the space to disguise herself. After coming out, she went to the black market in East City.
In the past six months, she started to sell those watches one after another.
At first, I sold one or two watches to test the wind, and found that I was not targeted and there were no suspicious people staying near my home. Later, I started to conduct guerrilla warfare in several black markets in Fengning from time to time. So far, I have sold more than 20 watches.
The guy who brought her a windfall last time has never shown up.
Ding Guo guessed that he was either arrested, but not necessarily because of what happened at that time. In this case, in order to prevent the crime from getting worse, the man would definitely not take the initiative to confess the goods, hoping to settle accounts with her after he was released and make a fortune.
Or maybe something else unexpected happened.
In short, the past six months have been smooth sailing and she has made a lot of money.
In addition to watches, Ding Guo also started selling things from the mall.
I used the internal consumption value to buy meat, cloth, eggs, canvas bags, food, industrial products and other supplies from the mall. I made a few hundred yuan in the past six months by selling them here and there.
The last windfall had more than 6,000 yuan in cash, and she made more than 2,000 yuan from reselling watches. Last year, she took a few hundred yuan from Ding Jianguo and 700 yuan from the sucker Zhao Jinbao. Her salary, red envelopes received during the Chinese New Year, and the income from reselling materials, not counting the current internal consumption value and the 1,000 yuan given by Aunt Yu, her savings have exceeded 10,000 yuan, making her a millionaire.
There are still a few gold bars in hand.
As a millionaire with three properties under his name, Ding Guo was extremely happy.
But my luck was average today. I stayed in the black market for about two hours with a heavy heart, and only sold a watch and ten pounds of pork belly. These ten pounds of pork belly were sold in six or seven batches.
After coming out of the black market, he found a blind spot and slipped into the space.
Her coarse long-sleeved clothes were soaked with sweat. She also wore a cloth hat she had sewn herself. Her face was smeared with flour mixed with ash from the pot. In order to increase the stickiness, she also added a little bit of lard. Her face felt greasy and uncomfortable.
I went to the bathroom, took a shower with soap, stuffed the stinky clothes into the washing machine, washed and dried them, and wore them next time.
I came out feeling refreshed, cut myself a watermelon, poured myself a cup of iced black tea, went to lie down in the gazebo, and rested while drying my hair, eating watermelon and drinking iced black tea.
I waited for my hair to dry, changed into everyday clothes, made sure there was no one outside, came out of the space, took out my bicycle, and rode back to Zaohua Lane.
As soon as I turned into the alley, I saw Pei Che in a military uniform standing at the door of his house.
Ding Guo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he rushed over quickly: "Pei Che!"
The two haven't seen each other since last winter. Although they exchange letters frequently, they can never meet in person.
“Guo Guo!”
Pei Che was a little thinner than last winter, but his skin was still very white, and his smile was brighter than the sunshine in June.
I don't see it normally, so the feeling isn't that strong, but when I saw that face by chance, Ding Guo's heart couldn't help but beat a few times.
Pei Che was even more so, looking at the person he had been thinking about. Even though he knew that the other person's destination was the wooden door next to him, he couldn't help but take a few steps forward to meet him.
Ding Guo got out of the car with a bright smile, and his eyes seemed to have stars embedded in them, as bright as they could be: "How did you find time to come back? Are you on vacation or passing by on a mission?"
Pei Che's eyes fell on Ding Guo's face without hesitation, and he was reluctant to look away. He smiled and said, "Family visit leave!"
He went to the factory first, and when he found out that Ding Guo was working the night shift, he hurried to Zaohua Lane. However, the door was locked, so he had to stand guard there for more than an hour.
"Where did you go?"
He held the bag in one hand and took the handlebars of the bicycle with the other. Ding Guo went forward to open the door and said, "I don't have time to go out when I'm at work. Now that I'm on the night shift, I went out for a walk."
The two of them walked in one after the other and closed the door. Then, the two people who hadn't seen each other for a long time hugged each other tightly, their hearts beating together. It was not known who kissed who first, but they didn't separate for a long time.
After a long while, Ding Guo buried his face in Pei Che's chest, smelling the faint smell of sweat on his clothes, and muffledly asked, "How long have you been waiting?"
Pei Che was a little excited at this moment, as if he could hear his own heartbeat. His voice was slightly hoarse, and he whispered: "Not long!"
He lowered his head and kissed Ding Guo on the face, calming the heat of his body's instinctive reaction, and slowly let him go, saying uncomfortably: "I'm going to Dayong's room to take a shower."
Ding Guo chuckled and said, "Okay!"
The two bodies were pressed tightly together. How could she not feel the changes in Pei Che's body?
Young people are full of vigor and vitality.
When he looked up, he found that Pei Che's face had turned red. He didn't even bother to pick up the bag that he had thrown on the ground at some point. He took the basin and bucket and fetched water into Dayong's room as if he knew the way.
Ding Guo picked up the bag and walked into the hall with a smile. His brows moved as he took the enamel pot to pour water. He brewed half a pot of honeysuckle tea, put in a tiny millet-sized strength-enhancing pill, and added some well water to make the temperature just right.
It was the same pill from last time. Ding Guo gave it to Ding Dayong for a little use. He said that his training had paid off and he felt that he was a little stronger than before. The increase was normal, so Ding Guo didn't let him use it anymore and kept it in the space.
Pei Che has been exercising for many years, so his physical senses are more sensitive than Ding Dayong. He was worried that he would find something wrong, so he only gave him a millet-sized amount, which was less than what he gave Ding Dayong.
I'll give Pei Che some next time he comes over.
He raised his voice to the west room and said, "I made you some honeysuckle tea. Remember to drink it when you come out."
Pei Che's voice came from the room: "Got it!"
Ding Guo went to the kitchen, cut half a piece of watermelon and put it aside, then began to prepare things for lunch.
She didn't expect Pei Che to come back suddenly. She didn't pretend to buy something from outside just now. Now she bought some meat from the system mall, cut a small piece and put it in a bowl, filled another basin with water, and put the bowl with meat in it, pretending to be a fool.
This is a common preservation method in this era, but the preservation period is not long.
You don't have to buy eggs now, just put some in the cupboard next to you, and rice, flour, grain and oil are also placed outside.
She came to the kitchen mainly to disguise the meat, and then went to the backyard after disguising it.
The vegetable garden is not large, but the variety of vegetables grown is quite rich.
I came here to pick some two days ago, kept some for myself and put the rest into the space. Now I have something to eat again.
I picked two eggplants, a few cucumbers, a few tomatoes, and a handful of peppers. There was a small bunch of cilantro planted in the corner, so I pulled out two of them.
When she returned, Pei Che had already finished his shower.
His neat short hair was wet, and he changed into a white shirt. His pants were still army green, but not the same pair as before.
Meeting Ding Guo's gaze, he blushed slightly and said, "I drank all the water you dried for me." He coughed lightly and asked, "What's at home? I'll cook."
"No hurry, eat a piece of melon and take a rest first."
Pei Che grabbed a stool from the side and sat down. He first handed a piece to Ding Guo, then took a piece for himself.
Ding Guo said, "Let's make some hand-rolled noodles later. There's still some meat. I put a bowl in the well water to soak it. It's not bad. Make some minced meat and eggplant as topping, and some cucumber salad and some fried tomatoes."
Discussing lunch also eased the awkward atmosphere between the two. Pei Che quickened his pace of eating watermelon and said, "Okay, you go rest in the house, I'll do it." He added, "I brought some shrimp paste and squid shreds produced by the food factory over there. Squid shreds can be eaten directly as a snack. There are two kinds of shrimp paste, one is raw shrimp paste and the other is cooked shrimp paste. The raw one can be used for cooking or as a seasoning, and the cooked shrimp paste can be eaten directly, either as a dip in steamed buns or mixed with rice noodles."
Ding Guo went to the main room and left the kitchen to Pei Che.
In addition to what Pei Che said, there were also some dried mushrooms.
Ding Guo remembered that there was a cleaned chicken in the space. He would find a chance to bring it back tomorrow and make a chicken stew with mushrooms.
After packing up the things Pei Che brought, Ding Guo returned to the kitchen chewing some dried squid, and took a palm-leaf fan to fan Pei Che so that he could concentrate on making hand-rolled noodles.
Pei Che smiled and said, "Fan yourself." He added, "Go inside and use the fan. Don't worry about me."
Ding Guo smiled and said, "I'd better stay with you, so we can spend more time together."
Pei Che felt sweet inside, and kneaded the dough more vigorously. He was worried that he might be distracted, so he quickly found some topics to talk about: "Is Dayong on a business trip?"
"I haven't been on a business trip these two days. I'm preparing for the exam."
Pei Che: "What test?"
"Theoretical knowledge, road test and pole test for driving license."
After setting his goal, Dayong worked very hard. Three months ago, he took the mechanic exam and got full marks in the practical test. After the exam, he bought two bottles of Lao Baigan for his master.
If you pass the test this time, you can get a learner's license. If you fail, you will have to wait another year.
Ding Guo also just found out that driving license-related exams were conducted once a year in those days, which was not as convenient as it is now.
The hand-rolled noodles are chewy and springy, and the minced meat and eggplant are mixed with diced chili peppers, which makes them fresh, fragrant and slightly spicy.
The cold cucumber is crisp and refreshing, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes is slightly sour and sweet.
Ding Guo ate half a bowl of noodles before putting down his chopsticks and sighed in satisfaction: "It's delicious, thanks to your cooking skills."
The ready-made food in the mall is also delicious, but lacks the flavor of home.
Of course, cooking by myself also has a touch of homeliness, but my cooking skills are pretty poor.
Pei Che’s cooking is still the best.
Pei Che swallowed the food in his mouth and looked up, his eyes sincere and warm: "If you want, I will cook for you every day."
Ding Guo felt that the fan beside him was not cool enough, so he picked up a palm-leaf fan to add some air to himself and responded naturally, "Okay!"
Pei Che's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face flushed with excitement. His Adam's apple moved up and down twice. He looked at Ding Guo steadily and said again: "Guoguo, I, I mean that we should be together for a long time, and I will cook for you every day."
Ding Guo nodded and smiled back: "I know, I didn't misunderstand."
Pei Che's eyes became brighter, like fireworks, dazzling and eye-catching. He couldn't help but sit up straight, and stuttered a little: "Then, then, then, that is, to get married!"
Ding Guo chuckled, leaned forward and knocked Pei Che on the head with a palm leaf fan: "I was good at Chinese in school. If we are together for a long time, of course we should get married!"
Pei Che didn't even eat his meal. He dropped his chopsticks, came over, picked up Ding Guo, and spun around happily.
"I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy. If you turn around again, I'm going to vomit all over you." Ding Guo was helpless and kept trying to stop him.
She ate a lot today.
I ate a bowl and a half of solid hand-rolled noodles.
The bowls used at that time were not the delicate small bowls of later generations, but large blue-rimmed bowls.
In addition to noodles, we also ate a lot of dishes.
Pei Che quickly put the man down and stroked Ding Guo's back nervously: "Okay, okay, I won't turn around. I'm just too happy. Are you okay?"
Ding Guo rolled his eyes at him and said, "Eat your meal quickly."
The smile on Pei Che's face did not fade even after he finished his meal. He felt as if he was floating on the clouds. When he came here, he had thought about the progress of the two of them, and he was just preparing to test it out and ask himself how far he had reached in the assessment.
I didn't expect that the result I longed for would be decided between one word and one response. It was so simple that it seemed unreal.
Seeing his smile, Ding Guo poured cold water on him: "Ding Jianshe was sent to labor reform because of gambling. I don't know if it will affect my review."
It has no impact on the evaluation of model workers during the Chinese New Year.
Pei Che said: "Don't worry, it won't have any impact."
If he didn't even have this little confidence, he would not have watched Ding Jianshe fall into the fire pit, but would have stopped him in time.
Besides, Ding Jianshe was arrested, and he had made a contribution. And he had heard from Xiao Haifeng that Guoguo had also made some invisible contributions.
Ding Guo nodded. With the strength of the Pei family, this influence should be able to be eliminated.
Pei Che was very proactive about this matter. He wrote the application right after dinner instead of sending it by mail. Knowing that Ding Guo was on night shift, he asked her to sleep at home. He hurried out to make a few phone calls, asked for help from other units, and asked someone to take it to the army.
Ding Guo also had to ask the factory for a certificate.
She had never written this kind of application before, so she asked Pei Che to write it for her. She copied it and submitted it after work in the evening.
Ding Guo went to work, and Pei Che, who sent Ding Guo to the factory, ran into Ding Dayong at the door of his house.
Compared to the year before, he looked at Ding Dayong with a more friendly look this time. He stepped forward and patted Ding Dayong on the shoulder, saying, "Dayong, how is your military boxing practice going? I'll spar with you later."
Before Ding Dayong could recover from the shock of seeing Pei Che again, he was dragged away for a fight.
After submitting the application, Ding Guo remembered that he had not yet discussed with Pei Che whether he would stay or leave after marriage.
Should I continue to stay in the factory or join the army.
As for eating Pei Che's meals every day, it was just a description of her future life. She would not really join the army just for a bite of food.
Do you want to join the army?
Putting aside the question of whether to do it or not, Ding Guo actually wanted to take a few days off to take Pei Che back to Huiyang.
She had met the man's parents, but Pei Che, the prospective son-in-law, had not yet met his own parents.
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