Since Lin Miaoyin brought Lin Miaojun here, she wanted to subtly inspire him to start his own business.
Now that Lin Miaojun asked her this, it was really wise.
She first glorified the significance of the black market, told him the benefits of joining the black market, and then analyzed the current situation, saying that it is not as severe as in previous years and there is no need to worry too much about being caught for speculation.
Lin Miaojun listened carefully and asked some questions, to which Lin Miaoyin answered them one by one.
Of course, it was impossible for Lin Miaojun to agree to do it together right away, but what he saw and heard today had already planted the seed in his heart.
When she returned to the clothing store, the two aunties had already prepared everything. Lin Miaoyin looked at the agreement, signed her name and put her fingerprint on it.
Then I paid and took away two sets of clothes that I had ordered last time.
The two aunts were also good at business, and they immediately gave her five dollars as the design fee for the first two skirts.
Lin Miaojun was also tempted by the new clothes, but she didn't dare to buy them, so she had to endure it.
He had just secretly bought some snacks for Cui Fen, but she could only eat them in private.
The meat you buy can only be cooked and eaten at Miaoyin’s house.
Thinking about it this way, my mood becomes even more complicated.
The two went to the department store and bought some things to confuse Lin's father and mother. They had a quick lunch and then took the bus back.
They first went to Lin Miaoyin's house. The two men went to study the radio. She quickly fried the meat, put it on a plate, and asked Lin Miaojun to secretly take it back for Cui Fen to eat.
After dinner she started packing up the things she had bought.
He took out a round object from the backpack and showed it to Meng Yuanzheng like he was presenting a treasure.
"What do you think this is?"
"watermelon."
"It's too late now. It will be troublesome to relieve yourself at night if you eat it. Cut it up and eat it tomorrow afternoon. I'm going to go to the well."
Meng Yuanzheng was fiddling with the second-hand radio. Lin Miaoyin couldn't handle this antique.
After plugging in the battery and turning it on, there was a burst of electric sound at first, and then it was stuck for a long time. It only gradually became clear after Meng Yuanzheng's debugging.
"That's great. I don't have to worry about you being bored anymore." She said as she took out another stack of notebooks from the backpack.
"This is the best book in the store. Take a look and see if you like it."
Meng Yuanzheng took it, looked at it, and praised, "Miaoyin is great."
"How is your review going? If there is anything you don't understand, ask me." She leaned over, rested her elbows on the desk, and watched him write with her chin in her hand.
"No, I'm very good." He smiled.
Lin Miaoyin...
"Look, is it nice?" He pulled out a piece of paper from a big notebook.
When Lin Miaoyin saw it under the oil lamp, she felt her heart tremble.
Because there's a sketch of her on it.
"Did you draw this?" She picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was lifelike, without the messiness of a pencil drawing. Instead, it was clean and clear, like a photograph.
"Hmm." Meng Yuanzheng fiddled with the radio with his slender hands, making it buzz.
Lin Miaoyin fumbled with the painting, touched her eyeballs and nose with her fingers, and smiled foolishly.
It is not known why Meng Yuanzheng drew a picture for her and when he did it.
He can draw so like a model without following it. Is it because he is so good or because...
"Why are you drawing for me?"
"To kill time," he said seriously.
"You'll be taking the cast off your leg at the hospital next week. Let's take some pictures then, so that when I'm older I can still see what I looked like in my twenties."
"Yeah." Meng Yuanzheng looked up and looked at her tenderly.
A small lamp is lit, and cicadas are chirping in the summer night.
…
Next comes the most stressful time - harvesting rice.
Harvesting wheat and corn are both small-scale operations. After all, the planting area is relatively small, while the planting area of rice is the largest. Moreover, the weather is very changeable nowadays. It is often sunny just now, but it will be covered with dark clouds in a short while. No one knows when the weather will change, so it is best to finish the harvest as early as possible.
Everyone was working enthusiastically, especially the educated youth who were the most active.
Even the female educated youth who usually complained about pain here and there, pretended not to understand, and procrastinated started to work hard.
Because recently people from above have come down to examine whether these educated youth work hard. Only those who work hard can be recommended and go to college as workers, peasants and soldiers.
Of course, there are very few places, but the temptation is huge.
What if I get lucky and get selected?
You may not be elected if you work hard, but you will definitely not be elected if you don’t work hard.
Some people also laughed at Meng Yuanzheng behind his back, saying, you see, he became a hero, broke his leg, got a reward, but lost his chance to go to college.
Knowing the result, Lin Miaoyin was not panicked at all and just did what she had to do.
However, the relationship between her and Yan Hongyue was getting better and better.
Not long ago, the Jin family and the Yan family broke off the engagement.
The parents of the Jin family were very reasonable, even cowardly. They just followed whatever the Yan family said. Because of their family's bad background, they did not dare to have any opinions.
Jin Chengren was very sad at first and even came to Meng Yuanzheng to complain.
He now also regards Meng Yuanzheng as his confidant.
With Meng Yuanzheng's comfort, he seemed to let things go and returned to his former cheerful and optimistic self.
Moreover, he also understood that he used to think that Yan Hongyue would become his wife, so he cared about her very much and it could be said that she was a responsibility. However, after breaking off the engagement, he realized that he did not like her.
This makes everyone happy.
Lin Miaoyin observed Zhu Wanqin's expression recently and found that Jin Chengren's broken engagement had no effect on her at all.
If the two of them already had feelings for each other and Jin Chengren was no longer engaged, Zhu Wanqin should be very happy, but now that's not the case, this confirms Lin Miaoyin's guess.
During the break, everyone sat under the shade of the trees, fanning themselves with straw hats and drinking the water they brought with them.
But many educated youth did not rest because this was the best time to perform.
The exception was that Zhu Wanqin did not join them, but sat aside reading something in a small notebook.
Lin Miaoyin walked over calmly, but accidentally stepped on a branch. Zhu Wanqin heard the noise, immediately closed his notebook and looked over.
"Miaoyin? What's wrong?"
"Hi, I just saw you sitting alone, reading a book? It's too bright and it hurts your eyes." Lin Miaoyin walked over and sat down next to her.
"Yeah..." Zhu Wanqin said stiffly, putting away the notebook and putting it into the shoulder bag she was carrying.
"What are the other educated youth doing? Why are they still working when everyone else is resting?" Lin Miaoyin pretended to be confused.
"them……"
"Oh, I remember now. My dad said that they all have the opportunity to go to the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University, right? So why don't you join them? Don't you want to go to college?"
"I...I feel that I am not strong enough, so I should give the opportunity to those who work harder." Zhu Wanqin said.
Lin Miaoyin looked at her with a smile, thinking to herself, "You little brat, keep pretending. I've seen through you."
"Zhu Zhiqing, you are very ideologically conscious. You are indeed an educated person."
Rainbow farts are blown.
"No, I just read a few more books than you..." Zhu Wanqin said with a smile.
Lin Miaoyin... Ha, are you making a sarcastic remark about me?
Although I haven't read many books, my son Yuanzheng is definitely better than you.
The two women exchanged a few words with forced smiles and then went back to work.
Everyone was very tired at night, but every household was required to send one person to guard the rice in the threshing ground.
Three families a night, the whole team takes turns.
Lin Miaoyin was originally planning to go with her bedding roll, but Meng Yuanzheng told him to go.
Lin Miaoyin disagreed, and he actually threatened her with a hunger strike.
This bastard has been getting more and more outrageous recently. Do you think she's easy to bully?
Really, quite easy to bully.
But she felt scared staying home alone, so she decided to go and guard together.
After dinner and a shower, I packed my bedding and went to the threshing ground. I swept the grain away to make an open space in the middle of the ground. I laid a layer of bamboo mats underneath, then a mat, and then lay down to sleep.
What are the night watchmen watching over?
The first is to protect people and prevent thieves.
The second is to guard against rats and mice.
These days people eat anything when they are hungry, and rats and snakes are almost extinct. But during the autumn harvest, there are always rats that get wind of the situation and even come down from the mountains in groups to steal food.
There were three families in total that night, each in a different area. The other two families were all men, and they snored loudly when they fell down. With the snoring, half of the mice were scared away.
The area where Lin Miaoyin and his group are located is closest to the top of the mountain and also has the strongest mountain winds.
Meng Yuanzheng sat on the edge of the bamboo mat, with his back to Lin Miaoyin and facing the mountain breeze, helping Lin Miaoyin to block the wind. He was not sleepy after sleeping during the day.
Lin Miaoyin curled up behind him and fell asleep.
The excessive fatigue during the day became a good sleeping pill. Once she fell asleep, she didn't know where she was. Besides, with Meng Yuanzheng around, she felt at ease.
I was halfway through a sound sleep when I was suddenly woken up by Meng Yuanzheng's gentle push.
She opened her eyes and saw Meng Yuanzheng looking at somewhere and whispered to her.
"The rats are coming," he whispered.
Lin Miaoyin nodded and grabbed the prepared shovel.
How to deal with mice? It has to see blood.
Only by killing their companions in front of them can we scare away the other mice. Just driving them away is useless.
Lin Miaoyin and Meng Yuanzheng looked at each other, then walked over barefoot with shovels in hand, tiptoeing.
The mice have begun to eat the rice, making rustling sounds.
Lin Miaoyin approached, and when she was only two meters away from them, she suddenly rushed over, raised the shovel and shoveled quickly, accurately and fiercely.
The moonlight was bright, and a dozen mice were gathered together eating happily. Who knew that Lin Miaoyin would suddenly attack them. With a shovel, they pushed and shoveled, but it was useless for them to escape because she would always hit one of them.
A group of mice squeaked and scattered, quickly disappearing into the darkness. Only the mouse that was torn to pieces by her shovel was left, and it was nailed to the edge of the shovel and struggling desperately.
The noise just now was not loud, and it did not even alarm the people who were guarding the other two areas of the threshing ground.
She came to Meng Yuanzheng with a shovel in her hand and asked him to see it.
Meng Yuanzheng glanced at the half-dead rat and looked away.
"Just leave it aside. It probably won't come tonight."
"You damn rat, you dare to steal the food we worked so hard for a year." As she said this, she used a bamboo stick to knock the rat off the shovel, dug a hole to bury it, and then washed her hands and feet with water from a kettle.
When I returned to the bamboo mat, I saw Meng Yuanzheng staring at the night sky in a daze.
Seeing her come back, he lifted the quilt and let her lie down, saying, "Hurry up and get some rest. I'll go back and make breakfast at dawn."
In the moonlight above his head, she could only see his silhouette hidden in the backlight, and the hot breath he exhaled as he leaned slightly over to press the corner of the quilt for her.
"Go to sleep," he said.
She reached out her hand, grabbed his sleeve and said, "Let's sleep together."
The author has something to say: I successfully changed my pen name today. My original pen name was a何以歌. This a really drove my obsessive-compulsive disorder crazy. I was annoyed by it every day. Today I finally feel relieved.
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