A Rural Life in the 70s

Xiao Qiu also suddenly understood why Xiao Xiao stopped himself. Yes, she dragged a hemp sack to cover it, but she couldn’t take it out without limit... It’s been discovered by Xiaoyan’s abnormality. If it is noticed by others... well, she probably can only wash it herself. Stripped, ready to be imprisoned, or ready to go to the dissection table!

"Yeah!" Xiaoqiu's heart relaxed and whispered.

Then, without her hands, Song Xiucheng bent over to pick up the sacks, and even the hay brought back was returned to the sack, pulling Xiaoqiu, striding away from the alley with bright light.

This time, Xiaoqiu paid three dollars in the Hutong blow!

After paying the money and coming out for a distance, Xiaoqiu gently sighed out. Fortunately, there was a small reminder that if she didn't, she might have been exposed. According to the amount of the Hutong port charges, there must be their people staring at the hutongs. Otherwise, how do they know that her business is much stronger today than the previous one, and the amount of ‘maintenance fee’ has increased? !

After walking through an alley and seeing fewer people around him, Song Xiucheng handed the sack in his hand to Xiaoqiu: "Put it up, let's not go back to cooking, just go back early and go back."

Xiaoqiu stunned, looked up and looked at the expression of Xiaoyan. After seeing nothing, he took the sack in silence, glanced around and turned his hand and closed it.

"Well, good!" Song Xiucheng calmly opened his mouth and listened to the sound as if the weather was good today.

Xiaoqiu is awkward, but also tangled, Xiaoqiu is very human!

Then, very comrade Song Xiucheng said again: "I know that the mutton noodles of a white prince are delicious, go, I will take you to try!"

Speaking, Song Xiucheng took a long leg and left. He did not take two steps, but he was dragged by Xiaoqiu: "Small, you are going in the wrong direction. You, go back!"

Later, Song Xiucheng and Xiao Qiuyi went to Baikui to eat the mutton noodles.

After all, it is an old shop with a hundred-faced inheritance. Under the prestigious name, there is no vain, the white sirloin noodles, the noodle noodles, the soup is rich and delicious, and each bowl of noodles is smashed with three or four large pieces of lamb. It seems that there is a small two. Two flesh, the meat is crispy and fragrant, and you can enjoy it!

Bai Kui is also a high-priced hotel, with a bowl of five dollars, but still customers.

Xiaoqiu got the noodles, naturally picked half to the small bowl, then added a spoonful of old vinegar, add a spoonful of peanuts, pick a pick and mix well, open to eat!

Song Xiucheng also used to share food with Xiaoqiu, and did not care to put the noodles that Xiaoqiu picked up into his mouth, and ate it sweetly.

From the beginning to the end, Song Xiucheng did not ask a question about Xiaoqiu's "different from ordinary people." As if, he had long known that Xiaoqiu had this ability, as if it was impossible to change objects out of thin air and to change objects, it was not a big deal.

When I first saw Xiaoyan’s panic and fear, Xiaoqiu’s heart was faintly unspeakable... Lost? Tangled?

Forget it, Xiao Yan does not ask if she doesn't ask, she is tangled with a wool. Eat noodles, eat noodles!

After eating the noodles, the sky outside is also bright, the cold in the early autumn morning gradually recedes, Xiaoqiu eats a little support, the brain seems to be stuck, only slowly swallowing, squinting and relishing the delicious taste of the lamb noodles : "Sure enough, it is a hundred years old, and the name is well-deserved!"

Song Xiucheng gently sneered, and saw Xiaoqiu lazy and confused. He couldn’t help but shook his head and reached out to hold Xiaoqiu’s hand.

Xiaoqiu’s **** was led by Xiaoyan, but he listened to Song Xiucheng’s words: “When I ask for inquiries, buy two pounds of lamb and come back to you!”

Lamb, she has it?

With the heart moving, Xiaoqiu took a paper bag from the ‘bag’ and handed it to Song Xiucheng: “Xiao Xiao, I have it here!”

Even if Song Xiucheng, who was consciously able to calmly treat it, looked at a large piece of mutton in front of his own eyes, he still paused, and then he shook his mind, re-leveled his emotions, and took the paper wrapped in mutton in his hand. One hand dragged Xiaoqiu and walked home step by step.

On the side of the body he did not see, he looked confused and sleepy, and his eyes were still squatting, but his mouth was naughty and smug.

Well, she just looks at Xiao Xiao’s calm face and feels uncomfortable. She scared her to death, and the scary culprit is still a cloud. Oh, sure enough, everything is calm and calm, it’s all clouds!

Because it was a weekend, the next day Xiaoqiu went to the hospital to start an internship. Song Xiucheng was ready to take a day off and did not plan to go out.

After the episode of ‘Meat’, Song Xiucheng calmed his emotions and said: “Go back and make up a small sensation. When I get up, I will take you to the department store.”

Xiao Qiuyan opened her eyes and wondered: "I just went there yesterday..." I bought the ones I bought.

She bought a bicycle and bought it for Xiaodong's stroller. She also bought things for her sister-in-law, and even Chenggui and Chengjiang Chenghe, and they have already sent it back.

Song Xiucheng gave her a squint and said: "You have to go to the hospital for an internship tomorrow, and soon you have to start school. You should also buy a few clothes..."

Xiaoqiu interjected: "I seem to wear a school uniform after school."

Song Xiucheng breathed a stagnation, and then he spoke with a bit of awkward taste: "If you have a uniform, you can't wear it every day. You have to buy a few new clothes."

I glanced at the black sash shoes on the little autumn feet. Song Xiucheng said again: "Buy a pair of shoes!... You are not bad money, you should also buy a few clothes. People say 'only respect the shirt, disrespectful people', not Bai said. Can you use some clothes to block some people's shallow eyes, is it not cheap?!"

Listening to Song Xiucheng’s remarks, Xiao Qiu suddenly had a sense of enlightenment.

She always thought that she didn't have to care about the world's eyes. She only asked for clean, clean and comfortable clothes. As for her style, it seems that she should sweep into the historical corner. What is the relationship?

But she ignored it. After all, people are socially social animals. It is impossible to jump out of the secular society and live alone in a vacuum. Since living in society, since it is inevitable to be exposed to people of all colors, she can't completely ignore the eyes, evaluations, and even impressions and opinions of others. Then, instead of fighting hard to show their own uniqueness and highness. How can we compromise and conform to the society, at least let our appearance close to the public's aesthetics, and thus integrate into society, reduce or even eliminate the incompetence that we deliberately created before?

Yes, no matter what age, no matter which country, people want to live comfortably, first of all, learn to adapt to society and integrate into the public. Only after you truly become a drop of water in this person can you live more freely.