◎Familiar voice◎
There were fewer people in the supply and marketing cooperative at this time, and the most popular cloth had been snatched away. Liang Baozhen stood in front of the glass counter and heard Director Liu's voice coming from the back yard. She didn't understand what kind of bandit leader was this. How could there still be such a person now? He must be arrested!
"Director Liu, our captain asked me to bring you a note, and asked you to read it."
Liu Jian listened to Liang Baozhen's voice in the yard and sent the salesperson back first. He felt a little headache. How could he not know what Wang Dali wanted to do? "Comrade Xiao Liang, I really don't have any urea bags here. I had some left today, but they were all taken away."
In the past, I could still say it was gone without any hesitation, but this time it’s true.
The person who took it was looking at the urea bag on the ground. He glanced outside and saw a female comrade who came from nowhere and was very persistent.
"Director Liu, Captain Wang said that when you say there is nothing, there must be something. This tells me, a young comrade, not to be afraid of difficulties. The great leader said that the more difficult the place, the more we should go there. This is what a good comrade does. Last time, our commune distributed 15,000 kilograms of urea, a total of 375 bags, and only gave our team four bags, which made the captain worried. But he said that his cousin must be thinking about his family and could come to buy some..."
Liang Baozhen's clear voice came to the backyard intermittently. Liu Jian had a headache, while Xu Shengjie next to him lowered his head, curled the corners of his mouth, took out the burnt cigarette butt, and stepped on it.
He just likes to see his old comrades looking helpless.
If it were anyone else, Liu Jian would have been kicked out without a good face. But Wang Dali was the man of his distant cousin, so they were related. What's more, this female comrade had helped his daughter with her homework last time, and finally chased him and talked for half an hour. He really wanted to surrender.
However, Liu Jian had been the director of the supply and marketing cooperative for several years and deeply understood the importance of shifting conflicts. He shouted to the outside, "Comrade Xiao Liang, now all the urea bags have been sold to the male comrade next to me. Do you want to buy them for Wang Dali? Ask him for them."
At the end, the person added, "But this gay man is not as easy to talk to as I am."
Liang Baozhen pursed her lips after hearing that nice remark, and felt that Director Liu had misunderstood her. She could only see two blurry figures in the backyard. The shorter one was Director Liu, and the taller one next to him was the comrade who bought all the urea.
"Comrade, can you help us? I am here to help the team."
Xu Shengjie glanced at Liu Jian, who smiled at him wickedly, "What's the matter? I didn't say a word of nonsense."
Liu Jian added in a low voice, "This female comrade is very annoying. You will suffer."
Liang Baozhen licked her lips. She felt thirsty after talking for a while. If it wasn't for the ten work points and a dollar, she wouldn't have worked so hard. "Maybe next time Director Liu leaves some urea for our captain, we can give you some too?"
Xu Shengjie packed up his things and listened to the mumbling of a female comrade outside. He felt a buzzing in his ears. There was also a person watching the show next to him. He pulled out a few urea bags from the bundle and shouted to the outside, "I'll give you six, three yuan, and hand them over to Director Liu."
Having said that, the man prepared to leave through the back door carrying the urea bag.
"Hey, you're going to give it to me just like that?" Liu Jian had never seen anyone who could take food from Xu Shengjie's mouth.
"My head hurts from reading all this." Xu Shengjie waved his hand to Liu Jian with his back to him, "Let's go. Let's drink next time."
What he didn't finish was that he always felt that the voice coming in intermittently sounded familiar.
...
Liu Jian picked up six urea bags, went outside to settle the bill with Liang Baozhen, and took back three yuan. "Comrade Xiao Liang, let Wang Dali do it himself next time. There's no need to torture you like this."
Liang Baozhen packed the urea bag happily, thinking about the money she got. She was very happy. She spent 30 cents today and earned 10 cents. She made 70 cents. "Thank you, Director Liu. You are a good person. I will tell Captain Wang when I get back."
Liang Baozhen was not the only one from Damei Village who went into the city today. When Dong Jiayan rushed to the alley behind the state-owned hotel, Chen Siming was already waiting there.
The two of them didn't say a word, just looked at each other, and they understood what she meant. They held hands unconsciously, and Chen Siming even took out a piece of vanishing cream from his trouser pocket and handed it to her.
After wandering in the alley for a while, the two went to eat. There were many people on the street, but that alley was narrow and closed, and few people passed by, so they went back.
When the passion reached its peak, Dong Jiayan looked at Chen Siming and moved her red lips, "Siming, who is prettier, me or Baozhen?"
Thinking of Liang Baozhen's pretty face, Chen Siming remembered who was in his arms now, and said tenderly, "You are pretty."
"Really?" Dong Jiayan was delighted, thinking that she was about to succeed. "What about you two getting married? I regretted marrying in the city because of you, but you..."
Chen Siming was touched by the pitiful words. With a man's pride, he took Dong Jiayan's arm and comforted her, "Baozhen and I have already decided to get married. Don't worry, I will not treat you badly after I get married."
Dong Jiayan's eyes changed, and she immediately broke away from Chen Siming's embrace, feeling a little upset. "But I only want to marry you. If you get married, how can we have the chance to meet again..."
Chen Siming smiled awkwardly and said nothing, "Why don't you marry someone from the city? That way it will be much more convenient for us to see each other in the future."
Dong Jiayan was embraced by Chen Siming again, but she felt uneasy. She was secretly planning that she wanted to marry into the Chen family in a legitimate way, so who would want to do such an unclear thing...
After getting off the bus, Liang Baozhen walked a mile and finally returned home.
At noon, she only ate the wild vegetable cakes she brought from home, and she was very hungry now. As soon as she entered the yard, Liang Baozhen smelled the scent of roasted corn.
Liang Baoling was making a fire at home, putting firewood on the stove and burying five corns. When she saw her sister coming back, she stood up immediately and asked, "Sister, you're back?"
"Roasted corn?" The roasted corn gives off a burnt aroma, especially the corn kernels which are roasted so that the surface is burnt and hard, and it is very filling to take a bite.
Liang Baozhen put the bag at her feet, dragged a small stool from the kitchen and sat on it, concentrating on eating the roasted corn. Liang Baoling excitedly flipped through the things she had brought back this time and exclaimed repeatedly.
"There really is white sugar! Sister, you are amazing!"
"You can drink some sweet water later." With corn kernels in her mouth, Liang Baozhen's voice was a little unclear. "By the way, where are my parents and brother? They haven't finished work yet."
"Well, when it was almost time to get off work, my brother was called to help move stones, and my parents went to Aunt Li's house to help repair the house." Liang Baoling came back alone to cook. Even though she was just a half-grown girl, she could do the work of an adult during the busy farming season, and washing clothes and cooking were no problem for her.
The two sisters cooked three dishes together and steamed cornmeal buns. They waited until it was completely dark before the family came back.
Although it was already evening, several people were still sweating. Only the cool breeze at night could help them to relax. Liang Baozhen flushed water for everyone and sprinkled sugar on them, which earned her a scolding from Song Chunhua.
"Why drink sugar water for nothing? It's a waste of sugar!"
"Mom, Baozhen exchanged for the sugar, so Baozhen decides." Liang Baojun drank it all in one gulp, enjoying it very much. He licked his face and passed the broken porcelain bowl to her, "Give me another cup."
"You're so beautiful!" Song Chunhua slapped her son on the side and took away his bowl.
Liang Baojun looked around and aimed at the younger sister. Liang Baoling was the kind of person who would eat good things slowly, otherwise they would lose their taste if eaten in one gulp. Therefore, she was the only one in the courtyard with half a bowl of sugar water left in her bowl.
"Baoling, can't you finish it? Come on, let me help you drink it." As he said this, he came over.
"I won't do that!" Liang Baoling quickly stood up and hid behind Liang Baozhen, "Brother, you're taking food from a kid, aren't you ashamed?"
"Hey!" Liang Baojun pretended to catch the people and started chasing Liang Baozhen and Liang Baoling, which made Liang Zhigao very angry.
"Liang Baojun, you are so grown up, but you look younger than your sister!" Liang Zhigao scolded and went into the kitchen with the bowl in his hand, only to hear the children making noises behind him.
"Mom! Second brother drank my sweet soup!" Liang Baoling pouted her lips with puffy cheeks, and complained to Song Chunhua in a wronged manner.
"I just took a sip. You're so stingy." Liang Baojun smiled happily, with some doting in his handsome eyes. He was about to make his little sister's heart growl. He quickly took out something like a shell from his pocket and said, "Here, I'll give you something."
Huh, clam oil?
Liang Baoling immediately stopped feeling sad, pursed her lips and took the fragrant and soft clam oil, smearing it on her hands and feeling comfortable, "Brother, where are you from?"
You need a ticket to buy clam oil, and Liang Baoling has always wanted to have one.
"It's a reward for helping to move the stones." Liang Baojun took out another one from his pocket and threw it to Liang Baozhen.
Liang Baozhen took it with great joy, and looked at her mother again, "Brother, you won't give it to me?"
Liang Baojun spread his hands and "tricked" two people. He looked at Song Chunhua, who was smiling at him with her hands on her hips, and immediately shouted to Liang Zhigao, "Dad, Mom wants you to give her clam oil!"
"You little bastard, you're the one who found your dad." Song Chunhua's eyes were full of smiles. She thought her son was a little smart but he didn't use his smartness in the right place.
...
After dinner, Song Chunhua was very happy to see the red cloth bought by her daughter. The material was good and the color was bright, which was most suitable for making wedding clothes. She was so busy that she held the cloth and measured it for a long time. She planned to make the clothes when she had time during the day and then make them at night by lighting a kerosene lamp. If she didn't plan, it would be a waste of kerosene.
It was late at night. Liang Baozhen had been running around for most of the day. After washing up, she fell asleep. However, in the middle of the night, she began to have a dream again.
The man in the dream appeared again.
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①From the Leader’s Quotes
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 2 small lemons for getting rich; 1 lemon for eating a bowl of rice; 1 lemon for the beginning of autumn;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 1 bottle for Furry Cat; 2 bottles for everyone;
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