Chapter 75: Powering the Love of Babies

It was lunchtime, and the other people at the educated youth center looked at her pile of bills with different expressions.

After all, the article about catching moths cast a wide net and was most likely to be accepted. It was also not short in length, so each time a newspaper used it, it would cost about 10 or 8 yuan. If a big newspaper was generous, it could cost more than ten yuan. Putting it all together, it was a considerable income.

The packages were not big, weighing about three to five pounds. Moving them by herself would not ruin her delicate image. She was just thinking about carrying them in when Wu Qiyuan came over and said, "Xia Zhiqing, let me help you carry the things in."

"Thank you, Mr. Wu, you are such a good person." Xia Zhizhi smiled with her eyebrows curved, as if she didn't notice his eyes looking at the remittance slip.

Wu Qiyuan helped her carry the package in and put it on the kang, then glanced up and down her room.

Her room is not big but not small either. Items are placed in reasonable positions. Although there are many things, they are all packed in boxes, and the boxes and baskets are stacked together. In addition, the walls and ceiling are covered with white wallpaper, so it is quite bright, so visually it looks spacious.

These are secondary.

The furniture in the room was polished to a shine. The small alarm clock and pens on the kang table looked very valuable. There were several bottles of vanishing cream in front of the mirror.

The towel blanket and pillowcase on the kang have matching checkered patterns, which is rarely seen in small cities.

There are two enamel washbasins on the basin rack. Wu Qiyuan really can't understand why one person needs two basins.

On the counter were small baskets filled with all kinds of candies, and several cans of biscuits, dried milk powder, and maltose were unopened.

Next to the cabinet, Xia Zhizhi asked a carpenter to make an I-shaped bracket, on which she hung her clothes of the season. Every piece was made of fine material and looked brand new. But you have to know that nowadays, 80% of people cannot afford a new set of clothes all year round.

The hanging curtains are all made of khaki cloth. It costs at least fifteen or sixteen pieces to make a set of clothes with khaki cloth. Those clothes can only be worn during festivals or when there are important events. They are usually kept at the bottom of the box.

This useless thing is used directly as a curtain.

It can be said that if you exclude the male and female protagonists, you cannot buy these things even if you sell all the people in the educated youth center together.

You can't say that.

You can also sell Tang Mingli together.

Cui Zijin and Han Youran's family conditions are good, but they can only be said to have no worries about food and clothing. After all, the money comes from their families, not from the wind. If they want to buy something big, they have to hesitate.

Although Jiang Xiurong had a golden finger, it only contained rice, flour, grain, oil, vegetables and meat, and she had to top up the money to buy them. When she was not in the countryside, she could occasionally go to the black market to trade. But in the countryside, she was busy farming every day, and she was unfamiliar with the place, so she didn't dare to go there again.

Everyone knows that their family is well-off. At most, they have a few more nice clothes and go out for sex every now and then, but they are not as perverted as her.

She only allowed everyone to visit her room once, when she had just built the kang. At that time, the things were not placed outside, so when everyone looked at it, they were not so shocked.

Later, the male and female protagonists went in a few times to help her get things, but the male protagonists acted as if this place of hers was poisonous. They put down the things, turned around and left without even taking a second look.

The two female protagonists, including Wang Lizhen, are not shallow-minded. They have no worries about food and drink. When they see her situation, they are at most envious of her good accommodation conditions and do not have any other thoughts.

Apart from the male and female protagonists and Wang Lizhen, she had never let anyone else into her room. The curtains were usually drawn, and if someone wanted to talk to her, they could only see the stove outside.

Wu Qiyuan looked left and right, and was dazzled. He couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, wondering how much money it would cost to buy all these things!

I knew she was rich, but I didn't expect she was so rich.

It's really rich and dazzling.

Xia Zhizhi looked dizzy, with her arms folded across her chest, leaning against the wall and letting him look at her openly. It was hard to persuade the damned ghost with kind words anyway.

She is a pretty girl with good conditions, so it is normal for someone to have eyes on her.

It would be fine if it was a normal pursuit. After all, she was so beautiful, it was not surprising that the young man admired her.

What if someone has evil intentions?

Then she would be even happier.

The main reason is that she is a thin-skinned, kind-hearted, principled and restrained girl. No matter how bored she is or how itchy her hands are, she is too embarrassed to punch innocent people.

Wu Qiyuan put down the things and didn't say anything. He just stood there and looked at her. After looking at her, he asked her secretly: "What kind of work does Xia Zhiqing's family do?"

When asked this question, she perked up.

He straightened his back, raised his head, and began to brag with a proud look on his face: "My grandma is an old revolutionary. She worked hard in the early years. She has not been in good health in recent years. She has done nothing at home since she retired. Every day, the orderly takes her for a stroll in the park."

First of all, I have to prove that I am a third-generation red family with a good red family background.

"My parents both worked in a factory, they were just ordinary managers, the factory was not very big, with less than 1,000 people. My eldest uncle worked in the provincial public security bureau, my uncle was the head of the East China Marine Corps, my eldest uncle was the battalion commander in the Southwest Military Region, my second uncle was an ordinary secretary in the city, my aunt was in the art troupe, my sister just got married and is the director of the public security bureau, and my younger sister is still young and still studying."

After saying so much, only the situations about my older sister and younger sister are barely true.

Wu didn’t know the origin of the story, but his eyes lit up like little light bulbs when he heard it.

What a distinguished family this is!

He didn't think Xia Zhizhi was bragging. Given her food, clothing and other necessities, a family other than this probably wouldn't be able to provide them.

He didn't even ask such stupid questions as why we had to go to the countryside.

After all, there was no compulsory going to the countryside at that time. Some people came to the countryside to make a living because they could not find a job or have food to eat at home, and some people were simply stupid and were encouraged to come down to support national construction.

Looking at Xia Zhizhi's food, clothing and other expenses, one can tell at a glance that she is the type with a brain bag.

Anyway, as for Wu Qiyuan himself, if his family had such conditions, it would be impossible for him to come to the countryside.

Wu Qiyuan smiled dryly and swallowed his saliva: "Born in such a family, Xia Zhiqing is really perceptive..."

Wu Qiyuan was really attracted to Xia Zhizhi, both in terms of her looks and her family background.

Putting aside her family background, she herself was a person who could make money. It had only been a short time since she went to the countryside, but she had been receiving remittance slips one after another. The educated youth worked in the fields for a year, and after paying for food and drink, they might not have even 10 or 8 yuan left. For her, it was just a matter of writing.

But he is not a man who talks big, and even when he praises others, he does it in a dry way.

Seeing his tongue-tied look, Xia Zhizhi waved her hands and said, "You don't even need to tell me that. All right, get out of here. Your smile is a bit creepy. It makes me feel sick."

Wu Qiyuan was stunned for a moment, and said awkwardly: "Well, then, you can take a rest."

As soon as Wu Qiyuan went out, a group of male educated youth surrounded him and discussed something in whispers.

Xia Zhizhi knew that her situation would often be discussed by others, but she was generally unwilling to use her mental power to eavesdrop, as that would make her look like a pervert, with a mouth on other people and she could talk whatever she wanted. Anyway, she had often made up stories about others behind their backs.

She started opening the letters, most of which were replies from newspapers. She didn’t know if it was because she had grasped the essence of the submission, but her acceptance rate was quite high.

She sorted out the newspapers that came with the letter and prepared to display them under the big tree in the evening, cross them out, and share this joy with everyone.