A Rural Life in the 70s

The things of Xiaoqiu are not concealed by Song Xiucheng, even her special ability is now discovered by Song Xiucheng, with the mind of Song Xiucheng, along with the people around Xiaoqiu. Things quickly found the reason for Xiaoqiu's abnormal performance.

"Autumn, how can the rations on the factory be solved?" Song Xiucheng did not bend around and made a single question.

"Oh..." Xiaoqiu's smile on his face was stagnation, his eyes were lowered, and he sucked his nose. "I haven't solved it yet... but it will be solved soon. I have already thought of a solution."

Song Xiucheng looked at the little girl with bright eyes, and even more determined his own guess: "Is it out of the rice in your hand?"

Xiaoqiu glimpsed a little, slightly with some smashed cockroaches, nodded: "Well, I have so many rice noodles in my hand, and it is also white, and it is better to find an excuse to take it out and make good use of it..."

Since Xiaoyan had guessed it, Xiaoqiu did not hide it, and put all his plans out, telling Song Xiucheng one by one. She knows her own small school, and tells her about her plans. She also wants to let him give advice to the staff, and find out what is missing. My secret is known to Xiao Xiao, and she is really alarmed. I don’t dare to neglect it. She has just lived a bit or two in her life, and still wants to work hard and live a better life. Where is it!

Song Xiucheng listened and stared at Xiaoqiu, but did not express his opinion.

Xiaoqiu was full of excitement, so under the gaze of Xiaoyan, she fell a little bit until she couldn’t hold it. She couldn’t help but open her mouth: "Small, I said wrong, you pointed out directly, so stare at me. , my heart is straight hair."

"Point out?" Song Xiucheng snorted, and he was full of loopholes. He was also complacent... Hey, Xiaoqiu is only an eleven-year-old child. After all, there is no big trouble. Even if he is doing well on weekdays, his mind is still immature. .

Forget it, forget it, don't ask her too much!

Song Xiucheng looked cold and stared at Xiaoqiu: "I am looking for someone to do this. When it is time, I will find something for you."

Since entering Beijing, no matter what she does, Xiaoxuan only cares about it from time to time, but she has never intervened. So far, he has never been to the carton factory. Suddenly, he is so overbearing, Xiaoqiu is very surprised. Looking at Song Xiucheng slyly, the reaction is not coming.

"How, believe me?" Song Xiucheng followed another sentence.

Xiaoqiu reacted this time and quickly shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, how come, I can't believe anyone, but I can't believe you, but you are a good car, you are so good, you are amazing." More than Pan An, only better than the child, handsome, romantic..."

"Hey!" Song Xiucheng knocked on the Xiaoqiu brain door, but still couldn't face it again. He could only smile and shook his head. "A few days after entering Beijing, the mouth is quite neat!"

Xiaoqiu didn't dare to scream, but he could only squint his head and blink his eyes, trying to convey his grievances.

Song Xiucheng was somewhat soft-hearted by her, and she no longer reprimanded. She only asked: "How much grain and oil do you have in your hand? Give me a number, I will arrange it."

Xiaoqiu secretly estimated, "The rice noodles are almost two or three tons, and the oil is peanut oil and soybean oil. There is one ton!"

Since I want to take it out, Xiaoqiu thinks about buying some more containers and copying more. Therefore, the number has been slightly raised, but there is no false report too much. There are no three tons of rice noodles, and two tons are available. There is not one ton of peanut oil and soybean oil, and there are also seven or eight hundred kilograms. There are also a lot of sesame sesame oil and other miscellaneous grains, but those things are small road goods, the market demand is small, Xiaoqiu simply did not say.

Even if she thought that Xiaoqiu had a lot of things in her hand, she could hear the number she reported, and Song Xiucheng was shocked. Two or three tons of grain, tens of thousands of pounds, and tons of edible oil...

For a moment, Song Xiucheng calmed down his emotions and got up and entered the house. He left a sentence: "You wait for peace of mind, don't think about it. When I give you something, you can take it out again."

Xiaoqiu looked at the "stunning" and entered the East Chamber. She sat silent for a while, then sighed and entered the room to rest.

She only knows that Xiaoyan can trust. As for how he does it and who he is going to do, she doesn't care!

I greeted Wu Ge Qin, and Xiaoqi did not go to the factory the next day.

After eating too early, after pouring a bottle of oil for Song Xiucheng to take away, she rode the car to the police station and set up her own ‘Little Phoenix’.

The account book, the purchase invoice, and the bicycle factory certificate will be handed over. The internal police in the window will return to the file cabinet in the grid to take out a book, and solemnly set the date of the 'Little Phoenix', the invoice number, and the date of purchase. The amount of the identity information such as the purchase amount was recorded, and a bicycle certificate of dark green leather was filled in. After pressing a few seals, it was handed out along with a blue bicycle number plate on the blue background: "Fifty cents cost ""

Xiaoqiu paid fifty cents and was told to go out and go to the shed in the east of the office, where he stamped the bicycle.

In the shed, Xiaoqiu paid a five-dollar manual fee, and then looked at the person holding a steel-like thing, tampering with a hammer, and smashing a string of numbers on the new and bright handlebar beam. The distressed Xiaoqiu mouth is pumping straight, hey, her new bicycle is smashing, this is not full moon, it is ruined!

Thanks to the heartache, Xiaoqiu rode the car out of the police station. In the end, it was a thing to finish, and it was a relief.

When I got home, Xiaoqiu put the bicycle license and the account book and other documents. I took two bottles of oil in the basket and hung them on the handlebars. The oil was brought to the factory. She also wanted to go to the non-staple food store and buy some salt and soy sauce.

Green vegetables do not need to buy, often the advantage of going to the countryside is that vegetables do not have to worry about this season, there are many kitchens in the village every household, the village people are not rare, spend a dollar to buy a big basket. Not only the factory and the canopy alleys eat here, Xiaoqiu also let Wu Ge and Qin Hao bring back some of them every day. The fresh vegetables that have just been picked from the ground are bright, and Wu’s grandmother also likes it.

Just as soon as I went out, I saw Qin Aunt buying food back. When she saw Xiaoqiu, she reminded her: "Hurry and go quickly. Today, the department store will handle the residual cotton cloth, don't pay the ticket."

Xiaoqiu just wants to buy fabrics. When I hear this, I am naturally happy. Thanks to Qin Aunt, I rushed to the department store.

When I got there, I saw that the people who bought the cloth had long been lined up and had been on the street. In this way, don't say how long it takes to get on, maybe, if you don't wait for the line, it will be sold out.