Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

Young man, your ambition is so lofty. Chen Qingyi’s mouth twitched:

"...The two of them wait first and put it last!

Without the audience, no matter how wonderful our performance was, it was a little less interesting.

Let's go fight tonight..."

The brother and sister squatted on the ground, picking at the ant nest with their hands, and muttered with their heads together.

Similar big eyes, sparkling.

From time to time, he also let out a burst of weird laughter.

Chen Qingfeng looked happy, "Really...are you sure?...Wow, that's good, dog bites dog.

Fubao is so awesome!

Will Fu Bao come with us that night? "

"Together, if it doesn't lead the way, we can't find it."

Chen Qingyi had a smile on her face, and Fu Bao became smarter and smarter after drinking the spiritual spring water.

It suits her very well.

In the afternoon, the two borrowed Aunt Feng's bicycle and agreed to return it tomorrow.

There was a big bag on the front, and Chen Qingyi was sitting behind.

Chen Qingfeng was not tired at all. He bared his big white teeth and arrived at the county in a short while.

"Third brother, you look at the cars and things here, while I quickly run to the black market to see if there are any good things to buy.

Let's mail it back together. "

"Okay, you go ahead. I'll buy a bottle of soda and wait for you here."

"Be generous and buy two bottles. We have money."

The last words were spoken in a small voice, and Chen Qingfeng instantly remembered the great unity he had picked up.

I got excited and bought three bottles for [-] cents.

"The soda here is a bit more expensive than back home." Chen Qingfeng complained.

Chen Qingyi dressed up quickly and simply, went to the black market, paid five cents, and dived in.

Guaizao'er, a small pile, light and easy to transport, I haven't seen it in the Northeast, so I bought it.

The home-woven homespun cloth sold by ethnic minority ladies is thick and comes in many colors.

Dark blue, red, black, stripes.

No ticket required, six cents per foot, almost twenty feet.

Just wrap it up.

The sister spoke awkward Chinese and enthusiastically put the food into a big bag for her.

Seeing her generosity, other people came forward to recommend it. Chen Qingyi took a fancy to several pieces of jewelry at a glance.

The seller is an old man.

They are also a minority, very simple and can speak Han Chinese.

He must have been very rich before and had several pieces of jewelry. He said enthusiastically:

"Rings and earrings are for one piece, bracelets are for one and a half yuan, hairpins are for two yuan, and necklaces are for five yuan."

This price is not cheap, it is even expensive.

After all, gold in this era was only about 28 yuan.

When buying antiques and jewelry, it really only costs a few dollars if you meet someone who is waiting for money or who doesn’t know the goods.

but! !

It’s hard to buy what you like if you have money.

She is already so rich, why should she still hesitate to buy something for a few dollars?

Wouldn't that be a fool?

The rings and earrings are large and have beautiful patterns. They are styles that her mother and grandmother would like.

There is a small flower hanging from the bracelet, wearing red beads that look like turquoise?

It's also pretty.

She agreed to bring a gift to Sister Shengnan, which would allow her to show off for a year.

Well, Qingzhi, Qingli and Sister Caixia from my uncle's family are also arranged.

The hairpin is also good, and the necklace is even better. It’s worth five yuan! !

There are two necklaces, one is in the shape of a phoenix and the other is in the shape of a butterfly.

These are different from those sold by a certain treasure in later generations. They are completely handmade.

"Uncle, I want two necklaces, four bracelets, and seven hairpins!"

She thought of her two mothers, her grandmother, her two aunts, her old aunt and her third aunt.

Hey, follow her, be nice to her, and get some meat!

Let Shi Lanhua and Mrs. Chen be jealous and hateful!

Rings and earrings were bought in ten cents. These alone cost a total of 60 yuan.

That’s more than a month’s salary for someone else.

People around her looked at her wrongly. Where did this prodigal child come from?

The old man laughed so loudly that his voice leaked out.

After grabbing everything, Chen Qingyi was ready to kick her ass.

"Girl, there is an old hen here..."

Damn it, the familiar voice, the one selling the old girl, Chen Qingyi didn't stop for a second.

Like a gust of wind, he ran past the aunt with a swish.

The aunt's white hair was blown up, she was in a daze, and then she spat.

“You won’t survive!

The old hen doesn't buy anything, but buys things that are flashy and not suitable for eating or drinking.

Whoever marries home will be unlucky. "

She was so angry that she couldn't sell her chickens since she met those two unlucky ones a few days ago.

The uncle put away the stall very proudly.

Enough for today.

He walked staggeringly past the aunt, whose face turned the color of pig liver with anger!

Here, Chen Qingyi bumped into someone as soon as she ran out of the black market.

Oops, there are really too many things, which are blocking the view. Chen Qingyi quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

The attitude is very sincere.

The tall, monkey-like man was about to go crazy, but was grabbed by the strong man next to him.

"Have you forgotten what brother told me?

Stay calm these days and avoid causing trouble. Brother Yang is not a good-tempered person! "

"You're lucky, you ugly guy!" He also attacked him personally before leaving.

Can you tolerate Chen Qingyi's bad temper?

Endure it! !

But his eyes turned and his hand moved slightly.

Then a gold ring as thick as a spanner, picked up from a dead person, was stuffed into him.

Ah……

Brother Yang, Black Panther, she was just waiting to see the show.

Meet up with Chen Qingfeng, leave the jewelry, and carry it back in human form when you go back.

The rest will be mailed away.

I called Zhao Xiangmei and asked if the military coat and money had arrived. Zhao Xiangmei said no.

The three of them chatted for a while, then hung up the phone and took off their clothes without stopping.

Don't tell me, the master's craftsmanship is very good.

We had dinner at a state-owned hotel.

A plate of braised pork, a sweet and sour fish, two bowls of Tengxian roasted pork rice noodles, and Dai cuisine.

Eat until your stomach is full.

Wandering outside until dark, Chen Qingyi felt Fu Bao flying over, raised her head, and smiled.

"The night is dark and windy..."

"Murder and set fire!" Chen Qingfeng, the second grader, answered, "Let's go."