Money is not everything, but without money, nothing is possible!
With pocket money, Jiang Jun felt more at ease.
She found a piece of paper and wrote down the prices of the items she saw at the service center, and also wrote down her needs.
Even if it is addition and subtraction within ten, financial accounting and life budgeting are still required, which are essential skills for survival.
In this era, most food related to grain required grain coupons, and most items related to textiles required cloth coupons.
Jiang Yun could only buy items that did not require food coupons or cloth coupons, such as daily necessities like toothpaste, toothbrushes, and towels, and the four treasures of the study like paper and pen.
Jiang Lan knocked on the window secretly.
Jiang Jun opened the window they shared in their room and asked, "What for?"
Jiang Lan whispered, "Sister, can you read me some of the story you didn't finish just now?"
Jiang Yun flatly refused: "No more reading. Do you want me to get beaten again?"
Just now when we were having dinner, Zhang Xiuying held up her hand and cried out in pain, complaining non-stop that she couldn't knit a sweater, couldn't cook, couldn't wash clothes... In short, she couldn't do anything that might involve getting wet.
Jiang Yonghua quickly spoke up and took over everything that Zhang Xiuying could not do, except taking her to the bathhouse to take a bath for her.
She realized that Zhang Xiuying was using the excuse of her hand pain to throw the housework at her and then find all kinds of reasons to find fault.
If Zhang Xiuying wasn't so unreasonable and was just a docile housewife who knew nothing, Jiang Jun would definitely find ways to do more housework.
Now, she also does housework, but she doesn't accept the way Zhang Xiuying wants.
She had seen too many tricks in the workplace. Zhang Xiuying's thoughts were exposed, and she still wanted to go out to work. She would be killed in minutes. She only dared to bully the original owner Jiang Jun at home.
"Sister, can you please tell me a little bit about the 'surprise attack' part?" Jiang Lan didn't expect her sister to refuse. She begged softly, "Mom is asleep. I'll come to your room and listen. She can't hear us and definitely won't know we're reading. Okay?"
Jiang Yun refused again: "I have a headache. I need to go to bed now. I have to go to school tomorrow morning."
Walls have ears, okay?
When reading a book you like, it is easiest to lose yourself in it, and your alertness and sensitivity to the surrounding environment are often reduced to the lowest level.
Jiang Lan stared with aggrieved eyes and continued to beg pitifully: "Sister, please, just tell me a little bit, just the part you like to hear."
This trick always works well, and my sister always softens her heart. Besides, she obviously likes this novel more!
Jiang Jun raised one corner of his mouth. "I don't like 'Lin Hai Xue Yuan' anymore. Not at all! I'm going to sleep now. You should go to bed too. Remember to turn off the lights."
After saying that, he closed the window without hesitation, latched the door, and drew the curtains.
Jiang Lan, who was ruthlessly rejected by her sister, pouted and tears welled up in her eyes.
At dinner, her sister didn't even look at her. On the way to and from the clinic, her mother scolded her sister with a lot of harsh words. If her sister told her a story, she would learn it and listen to it as a reward for her storytelling.
Now, my sister actually said she doesn't like "Lin Hai Xue Yuan" anymore! So how is she going to read this novel? How is she going to show it off to her classmates? Wu Yingzi and the others are still waiting to hear what's next!
Jiang Jun clearly heard Jiang Lan's sobbing, and felt so upset that he gritted his teeth and didn't open the window.
If Zhang Xiuying got angry and launched a surprise attack like she did that night, she would definitely be the target of the surprise attack. She wouldn't cry like Jiang Lan did at the slightest thing. Perhaps, even if she cried, she would still be beaten.
Fortunately, the two of them slept in separate rooms, so no one could blame Jiang Lan for waking them up.
After a while, Jiang Yun simply pulled the quilt up to cover his head and began counting sheep in his mind: one sheep, two sheep...
When they counted 10,000 sheep, they were taken to a line for shearing. After shearing, the wool began to be spun, and the spun yarn was used to make sweaters. The sweaters were then placed at the counter of the military service center. Outside the counter, people lined up, holding up banknotes, hoping to buy sweaters. The line stretched all the way to the courtyard of the service center, just like the grand scene of the Spring Festival travel rush...
The more I count, the clearer I become, and the more I calculate, the more I feel there are many ways to make money.
Unfortunately, in this planned supply society, any private commercial activities are not allowed. Otherwise, it will be considered as a violation of the rules and will come at a huge price.
Jiang Yun opened his eyes in the darkness, thinking about his own thoughts.
It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Jiang Lan's crying could no longer be heard, and the only sound outside the window was the chirping of crickets.
Jiang Jun listened carefully and found that Jiang Lan had fallen asleep. She quietly got up, took out the letter paper from the plane geometry book, shone a flashlight under the quilt, looked at it again and again, and traced it on the pillow with her fingers a few times. She felt that these hand-drawn pictures were not difficult to draw, and she could draw them without using carbon paper to copy them onto a handkerchief.
I have so much time nowadays, and it would be really boring if I didn’t read novels.
Jiang Jun thought, why not buy a foot of white Dacron and embroider two handkerchiefs myself, so that Chen Yuefei would not have wasted his time sending so many embroidery patterns.
If these tricks belonged to Ye Qingyin, what would happen if she found out they were gone?
Jiang Jun couldn't help laughing. A boy as clever as Chen Yuefei wouldn't be discovered by his family, right?
The next day, Jiang Yun still brought the letter paper to school, but never found a chance to return it to Chen Yuefei.
Due to a sudden incident, the way to school was no longer safe, so the school simply announced a holiday. Students could return to school on the day the diplomas were issued to collect their diplomas and photos.
The group of junior high school students in the compound immediately started their holiday entertainment early.
The boys, in particular, would ride their bicycles around the compound every day, or run in groups to the army's vegetable fields and fish ponds to play, throwing stones at the fish when the soldiers weren't paying attention, or stealing a few unripe tomatoes.
Girls aren't exactly ladylike. The games they play outdoors are pretty much the same as the boys'. After playing house as little girls, they're more interested in imitating the battles between good and evil in movies, simulating war scenes, chasing, imprisoning, rescuing, and turning defeat into victory...
I play and run wildly every day and never get tired of it.
Jiang Yun also joined their group. From being unable to run to rescuing teammates, she made rapid progress and soon became familiar with the students in the compound.
After playing like this for about ten days, Jiang Jun consumed a lot of physical energy every day and no longer worried about not being able to sleep at night.
In fact, every time she was tired from playing, she would fall into a deep sleep, so deep that Chen Yuefei slipped her two pieces of letter paper through the window, and she only discovered them after she woke up early in the morning when she heard the wake-up call.
When Chen Yuefei came to stuff the letter again, Jiang Jun suddenly opened the window.
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