Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

The little girl hid her eyes for a moment, and immediately looked straight at her stubbornly. There was a very complicated aura flashing in her eyes, hopeful, apprehensive, persistent, and apprehensive. This was the first time Zhang Xingming saw such a complicated thing. eyes.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Zhang Xingming retreated under his clear and pitiful eyes, glanced at the eggs in the basin, and smiled at the little girl.

The little girl also grinned, still staring closely at the way he looked at the egg.

A small half pot of eggs, about [-] or so in size, the skin of the eggs is very dark after being boiled, but they are still intact and not broken.There are a lot of tea leaves in the soup, but there is no soy sauce or sugar. It seems that this girl can't cook tea eggs at all. No wonder no one buys them.

Zhang Xingming looked at the egg, looked at the little girl, looked back and forth a few times, opened his mouth and let out an eh, but didn't know what to say, rubbed his nose in embarrassment, coughed, swallowed, and said: "That, this, Eggs, how do you sell them?"

The little girl's eyes lit up immediately: "Do you want to buy it brother?" The man also stood up, pursing his lips tightly, looking a little happy and nervous.

Zhang Xingming reached out and picked up the small spoon on the side of the basin and turned it a few times in the basin. The strong smell of tea leaves drifted away with his stirring. Tea leaves, nothing else was put in it.

Zhang Xingming put down the spoon, looked at the little girl, and said, "How is the business? How much did you sell?"

The little girl tilted her head and looked at him, maybe the two of them were about the same age, she didn't stick to her superficial strength, she lowered her head and said dejectedly, "I didn't sell any of them." Then she raised her head and asked Zhang Xingming, "Brother, I cooked the Don’t eggs taste good? You see, this is the best tea in the house, and I put more than others.”

She was wronged.

Zhang Xingming asked: "Have you ever eaten tea eggs cooked by others?" The little girl shook her head.

"You cooked this yourself, have you ever eaten it?" The little girl still shook her head, glanced at the egg out of the corner of her eye, and licked her lips.

"How much does it cost?"

"One dollar, three. It's the same way over there. His eggs are not as big as ours." The little girl pointed to the north end of the square, her tone full of grievances. The tea eggs sold there are very good, because It's close to the station, and it cooks well. You can sell a few pots a day.

Zhang Xingming just laughed and said, "Okay, your eggs are indeed bigger, I bought them all, and you can figure out how much they cost."

The little girl cheered, jumped, and suddenly stopped and asked: "Really?" Zhang Xingming nodded, looked at her, and said, "Do the math, I'll be right back." Then he ran to the north of the square.

The little girl's face changed from joy to consternation, holding a small spoon, watching Zhang Xingming's back running away, biting her lips tightly.

Zhang Xingming ran to the entrance of the state-run hotel near the exit of the train station, bought three tea eggs for a dollar, and then ran back with the slightly hot tea eggs in his hands.

Seeing Zhang Xingming running back again, the little girl showed a smile on her face. She lowered her head to pick up eggs from the basin with a small spoon, and put them clumsily into an old plastic bag.

It was a kilometer to go back and forth, Zhang Xingming was afraid that the little girl would be in a hurry, so he ran a little fast, panting a little when he ran back, squatting in the corner to calm his breath, watching the little girl count the eggs and put them into plastic bags.

When he finally calmed down, the little girl's eggs were almost filled, 26.

She put the bag containing the eggs on a piece of cardboard on the ground, carefully supported it with one hand, and filled it with a small spoon in the other hand. The eggs were very hot, and the bag was softened by the heat. He went to help him with his hands, but he shrank a bit and helped him up again after being scalded. His small mouth was pursed and he kept blowing, although it was of no use.

Zhang Xingming also put the tea eggs in his hand on the paper shell, helped her hold the bag that was about to fall, and said, "Is there any more bags?"

The little girl hurriedly stood up, took out two old bags from her pocket for a long time, and handed them to Zhang Xingming pitifully.

Zhang Xingming shook his head, sighed, blew on the egg that was about to fall, and slowly let go of his hand, to see if it would not fall, he raised his head and said to the little girl, "What's your name?"

The little girl squatted down and looked nervously at the eggs in the bag, and said, "My name is Yadan, will it fall? Brother, there are 26 eggs in total."

Zhang Xingming stretched out his hands to help him left and right, and asked, "How old are you? Don't you go to school?"

The girl's eyes were all on the egg, she stretched out her hand and retracted it, and said: "I am in the first grade of junior high school, but I am not good at reading, so I don't miss it anymore. I want to make money so that my brother can go to college."

"How old is your brother?"

"Ten years old, fourth grade, he is very smart, and he will definitely be able to go to college in the future."

"You know college? Which college do you know? Why go to college?"

"It is written in the book that there is a university in Beijing, and there is also a university in Fengtian. You can earn a lot of money if you go to university, you can be an official, then you can buy new clothes, and you can also eat meat. You don't need to eat potatoes every day, brother, a total of 26 eggs .”

Speaking of university, the little girl's face seemed to be glowing, her eyebrows were beaming, and the soot on her face seemed to be unable to hide her expression for a moment, but it was a pity that it immediately dimmed, and her eyes were once again staring into the bag top of eggs.

"Where do you live? Is this stove yours? Can you handle it?"

The girl shook her head, two braids were flying behind her head, "The stove belongs to the uncle in the restaurant. His eggs are sold out and he lent me to use. I can't take it."

"Then where did you get your eggs?"

"At home, Big White, Little White Rhubarb, and Mimi lay eggs. They can lay five, um, seven eggs a day, and they can sell them once a week. Brother, there are 26 eggs in total."

"Okay." Zhang Xingming nodded, turned sideways to take money out of his trouser pocket, and asked, "How much is 26?"

The girl smiled happily and said, "Three for one yuan, 26, eight yuan and two, um, two, or, brother, these two, let me count you thirty cents each, no Take fifty cents."

Zhang Xingming took out a card and handed it to her. The girl took the money and was stunned for a moment, bit her lip, glanced at Zhang Xingming, and said, "Brother, wait a moment." Then he jumped up and ran into the restaurant, shouting: "Uncle , I’ve sold out my eggs, I’ll give you coal money.”

After a while, a strong man with a beard came out of the restaurant following the girl, took a look at Zhang Xingming, held loose change in his hand, handed eight yuan and fifty cents to the girl, and handed one and a half to Zhang Xingming, Said: "I have no dime, you can give her another dime."

The girl counted the money in her hand, took out the fifty-cent note and said, "Uncle, you forgot to collect the coal money."

Brother Huzi raised his hand to wipe his beard, and said with a smile: "What coal money, I'm just kidding you, go to school well in the future, don't run out, your adults are really big-hearted, a girl with such a small amount dares to let you Come out to sell things. You give her another dime, ah."

He picked up the basin on the stove, poured out the water and put it on the ground, moved the coal stove to the corner with the other hand, and went into the restaurant.

Chapter 237 Little boss, you are picking up a wife (2)

Holding up fifty cents, the little girl stared blankly at the back of the bearded uncle.

Zhang Xingming took out a few dimes from his pocket and was about to hand them to her when she bit her lip and rushed into the restaurant like a little rabbit.

The restaurants at that time were all square dining halls, with windows on two sides, and cold dishes on the other side and hot dishes on the other side. Standing in the dining hall, you could see the movement in the kitchen.

The little girl caught up with the bearded uncle and handed over the fifty cents in his hand, but the bearded uncle waved his hand and refused to accept it, so the little girl stubbornly handed it over, and everyone else in the restaurant looked at it and laughed.

Standing outside, Zhang Xingming couldn't hear what they said, but the little girl seemed to be wiping away tears, and the bearded uncle panicked, coaxing and taking the fifty cents over.

The little girl pursed her lips as if she was victorious and walked out. The bearded uncle looked at her from behind, holding up the fifty cents in his hand in embarrassment.

Seeing the little girl whose face was covered with tears but showing a happy smile, Zhang Xingming felt an unexplainable emotion slowly gather and surge.

The little girl walked to the door and saw Zhang Xingming staring straight at her. She was a little embarrassed, lowered her head, wiped her face with her sleeve a few times, went to pick up the enamel basin and held it in front of her chest, and then swept her eyes a few times. Taking the dime from Zhang Xingming's hand, he quickly swept it across Zhang Xingming's face.

Zhang Xingming came to his senses, handed over the money in his hand, and said, "Hey, your money."

The little girl reached out to take the ten cents, then took out the eight and a half dollars from her pocket, carefully folded them together, folded them, and put them back in her pocket.

The trousers on her body looked like adults' trousers, and they were men's trousers, and she was wearing a hand-sewn two-padded cotton jacket with printed cotton on her upper body.

Before 2000 years ago in Northeast China, everyone had to wear cotton-padded jackets and trousers in the winter. It was so cold at that time, and people had no concept of beauty or ugliness at that time. A cotton hat, if you don't get close and talk, you can't tell the difference between a man and a woman.

In October, when the weather is not cold, people usually wear this kind of two-padded jacket, which is a relatively thin padded jacket.Sweaters and trousers are also worn this season, but to be honest, they cost money, and there is enough time to weave them by hand, so they are not for sale.

The little girl collected the money, and patted the money pocket with her hand, with a very happy smile on her face, holding the big enamel basin, and awkwardly saluted Zhang Xingming, saying: "Thank you brother, goodbye brother. "

Zhang Xingming reached out to stop her and said, "Don't go, you have to send it back for me, how can I get it?"