A Rural Life in the 70s

Small autumn came and stayed for a little while and left.

Not long after, Liu Junhong, who had eaten dinner, graduated from high school and came to help. (This is also observed before Xiaoqiu. This work is very enthusiastic about collecting and collecting tickets. If you are busy with food, he will come over and help.)

Yao Cuiping let Liu Yuxiang go to dinner first, she stayed, and Liu Junhong helped to continue selling grain and selling oil. After that, Liu Yuxiang finished eating and went to eat for Yao Cuiping... Everything seemed calm and nothing unusual. Until the evening of work, when I counted the money bills of the day, I suddenly found that the money bills and accounts were not right, and the money and food stamps were much less.

It is also impossible to make mistakes in collecting money and collecting tickets. There have been errors before, and the difference is a bit of a bark, which is handled internally. But the amount of this difference is too large, sixty-seven dollars and thirty pounds of food stamps, even the grain station station Qu Mingyong did not dare to despise, immediately ordered all employees not to leave, the entire station to search. If you can't find it, you can only report it to the Public Security Bureau.

Song Xiulian this evening, as usual, hurried back to dinner, by the way to feed, and then rushed back to the evening to study.

The sky was still bright, but the gate of the grain station was closed, and it was locked from the inside.

After living these days, although she went out early and late, she also met with the guard. She shouted twice. The old guard on the guard ran out and opened the door for her. Song Xiulian asked, "What happened?"

He shook his head in a serious manner, but only urged: "Small Song, go home to eat, your niece should have done the meal."

Yu Lianping didn't dare to look at Song Xiulian. Because of a lock on the door, the first search was for a couple of temporary mothers living here. However, what is ashamed is that some children’s urine bottles and milk powder bottles are found in the house. They are a few pieces of clothes, some snacks, food, etc., and then several steel rooms are found from the big skull pocket. And a wrinkled bunch of money, big money food tickets have not seen. Instead, the milk baby was scared and cried, and the big one was also holding her brother in a panic and crying, crying... It made people feel uncomfortable... It made people feel embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Look at him, Song Xiulian did not ask, rushed home.

As soon as he entered the house, Song Xiulian saw Xiao Qiuzheng pilling outside, a vinegar sauerkraut, then a steamed bun and porridge. Xiaodong was sleeping well, and she didn't wake up when she entered the door.

"Mother, you are back, just wash your hands and eat!" Xiaoqiu cheerfully greeted, but Song Xiulian still noticed a trace.

She thought a little, then walked over and took up the face of her eldest daughter. It was obvious that Xiaoqiu’s eyes were slightly red and swollen, and she obviously cried: “Autumn, stunned, crying?”

Song Xiulian learned to sew, and gave a child who had just left the nest to the eleven-year-old daughter. I couldn’t bear it. The older daughter was especially sensible and capable. Not only did she take care of her brother, but also washed her son to do housework and cook. It is taking care of an old and a small family. This made Song Xiulian even more intolerant. Now that she knows that her eldest daughter is crying, she is naturally very distressed.

Xiaoqiu laughed and broke away. Instead, he advised: "Mother, it's okay, that is, those people suddenly come in and scare me..."

Seeing Song Xiulian’s distressed and eager eyes, she added: “Today’s grain station sells money for the money, and the stationmaster has locked the door and searched the house!”

This sentence can be used to solve all kinds of doubts in Song Xiulian's mind, and also to eliminate her anger.

She is distressed by her niece, but she does not think that she lost the money ticket and searched it incorrectly: "Small autumn does not have to cry, they have to throw things and they have to be checked. Besides, people are not searching only, we are not only searching for our home, we are Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of things, don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door..."

Listening to Song Xiulian's relief, Xiaoqiu is a little laughter, knowing that his own mother is like this. Most of the people here are probably thinking that the so-called 'privacy' will not care, they search, not search for oneself. It is not a thing.

Xiaoqiu knows, but it does not mean that she can accept it.

However, this time is different, she is the person who is the bureau after all, and those people are very busy, but only the people who enter the game.

Song Xiulian originally stayed at home for only half an hour. She had to go back to class in a hurry to eat and feed. Today, Xiaoqiu let her go later: "Mother, Xiaodong just fell asleep, you wait for him for a while." Woke up, feed him and go!"

Song Xiulian's character is soft and smooth, but it is not ignorant. Before, she may not have thought that Xiaoqi would remind her, she would understand, and she promised to wait patiently.

There were not many workers in the grain station. When Song Xiulian came back, she had already searched most of the time. So, she didn’t delay for too long. After she finished the meal, she heard a slap in the face, and a man’s cry came: "Not me, webmaster, really not me..."

Xiaoqiu sighed loosely. When he opened the door and went out, he saw a group of people coming out from the dormitory behind. One of them was taken away, and a tall figure chased the stationmaster Qu Mingqiang. Explain: "The webmaster, you must first suppress the fire, this matter is still the first question, and it is not too late to report the case... Junhong is not the kind of person, I am a classmate with him, I dare to guarantee him..."

Song Xiucheng’s words came out, and many people around him echoed.

- Kind good little sister!

Xiaoqiu closed his eyes and turned into the house: "Mother, you pack up and go, Xiaodong wakes up and gives him milk powder!"

Song Xiulian hesitated: "Would you like to go tonight? Stay with you at home?"

"Mother, go, I'm fine." Xiaoqiu quickly raised a smile and let her mother feel at ease.

Song Xiulian saw that the niece smiled sweetly, and did not look scared. This was the back of the schoolbag. After a few screams, she hurried out to class.

The noise of the other side gradually went down. Xiaoqiu didn’t have to look at it and knew that it must be persuaded by the big guy and solved internally. After all, the unit has stolen cases, the leaders also have responsibilities, the reputation is not good, can be resolved internally, the big things are small, and the leaders are willing.

After this incident, Liu Junhong’s original sun was gone, and the whole person was gloomy. Seeing people also sneaked on people, making everyone hide from him.

Xiaoqiu listened to people more than once, saying that Liu Junhong looked extraordinarily affluent in the past, but it turned out to be three hands. Xiaoqiu naturally knows that it is probably Liu Junhong’s remuneration to monitor his own family, not to steal it, but this kind of thing, the public money, the three into a tiger, not to mention, Liu Junhong can not say clearly the origin of his money... ...so, it seems to be the default of everyone's guess and discussion.

In the midst of a rush, one month passed by, and Song Xiulian’s sewing class was over.