The old lady said impatiently, "If you say that, there's no point in chatting."
One of the old men said while smoking, "Don't dream so unrealistically. Why bother? Just do what you can. If your son has talent, there will naturally be girls from the city begging to marry him. Otherwise, it's useless to talk about it. Just look at the Ming and Qing dynasties. You still have to be talented yourself."
Li Mingqing smiled helplessly. After all, it was about him again.
Most of the topics of conversation among the villagers were about him.
He is the only connection between the village and the outside world.
"Uncle, Madam, you guys continue chatting, I'm leaving first."
The old man quickly stood up and asked, "Mingqing, do you have any used notebooks at home? I'd like to use them to roll cigarettes. I can't afford ready-made cigarettes, so I have to roll my own tobacco leaves."
"Yes, some notebooks used by some children."
"That's great. I'll go get it with you."
The old man asked many people in the village, and none of them had any extra notebook paper at home.
He thought that the Li family was the only one in the whole village who might have it, so he asked.
When the old lady heard this, she also said, "I want some too."
"What do you want the notebook paper for?" The old man frowned with disgust.
"I have my own uses."
Don’t you have to wipe your butt when you go to the toilet?
Using notebook paper is much better than using dry grass.
Notebook paper is a scarce item and has many uses, otherwise the old man wouldn't have been unable to get it.
Li Mingqing first gave the two of them a heads-up: "I'm not sure how much there is at home."
"It's okay, whatever you have is enough."
After arriving home, Li Mingqing called Niu Niu out.
"Niuniu, do you have any notebook paper at home that you used?"
"Yes, I have."
"Take it out and share it with grandpa and grandma."
Soon, Niu Niu took out four or five notebooks.
Both sides of the notebook have been used, but she kept it so well that it looked like new.
"That's all."
The old man and the old woman's eyes sparkled as they looked at the notebook in her hands.
Reach out and take it immediately.
Niu Niu had already divided the notebooks in the room, giving each person two notebooks, and then she divided the remaining notebooks in half and handed them to them.
"Niuniu, go back into the house and look around to see if there's anything you've missed."
"Grandma, everything in the house is here."
She said this sweetly, and the old lady didn't say anything else. She took the notebook and left happily.
The old man even expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, it's enough for me to roll cigarettes for several months."
"You're getting older, so you should smoke less."
Li Mingqing kindly reminded that the elderly person would have phlegm in his throat when speaking, and the condition would become worse the more he smoked.
The old man said indifferently, "I've smoked for most of my life and I really can't quit. I don't know how many years I have left to live. I'll do whatever makes me feel comfortable. I can tolerate not drinking and not eating, but I really can't tolerate not smoking."
After hearing this, Li Mingqing didn't say anything more.
Everyone has his or her own way of living.
Some things should be said in moderation and not interfered with.
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