Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

When Chen Qingyi returned home, her family members were still in the fields, but the pig was finished.

Divide into strips and place in the basin.

The chickens are also kept in cages.

Chen Qingyi poured everything in the sack onto the kang.

Looking at the good things that took up a small part of the kang, Chen Qingyi smiled with satisfaction.

She did it on purpose today! ! !

Go out of your way to let people see the sack.

She doesn't like those gossips, and she also doesn't like the self-righteousness of some people.

Seeing her mother and the others was like seeing a pitiful little girl.

It seems that their lives are miserable, and poverty is their inevitable destination.

She wanted everyone to know that without Chen Changbo, their life would not be hard.

It’s the magical days that everyone envies and cannot come back to.

They will be better than before!

The things were not packed away, so they were just piled up on the kang. When I got off work in the evening, I saw a small mountain of good things.

Zhao Xiangmei and others were stunned.

Chen Qingfeng rushed forward in disbelief, "Sister, did you buy all of these?"

"Ah." Chen Qingyi proudly raised her delicate little chin, "I have made a lot of money selling mountain products during this period.

There are hundreds!

I happened to go to the commune today, so I went to the black market to take a look. Oh, the black market is very busy today.

There are many new things coming.

So can I miss it?

We have money, so we must not do it. I almost got everyone covered, and some ladies almost started fighting with me.

But who told me to have sharp eyesight and quick hands?

Mom, look at this whole piece of really good cloth, this blue plaid pattern.

If you make a shirt and wear it, it will definitely look better and look whiter!

There is also this piece of burgundy corduroy. Look at how exciting it is and the price is not expensive.

An old lady wiped her eyes when she didn't get it. She even asked me to pay more to sell it to her, but I didn't do anything.

Mom, make yourself a coat that will last you a whole year.

And these two quilts..."

Chen Qingyi dug it out from the pile, unfolded it, and each of her brothers took a piece of it.

Let Zhao Xiangmei see it more clearly.

"Mom, look at the color of these quilts, they are bright red.

It's better looking and brighter than the one I bought.

Mom, if you reach out and touch it again, it will feel better. "

Zhao Xiangmei rubbed her hand on the clothes and touched it gently.

I am afraid that if there are calluses on my hands, I will scrape them out.

He nodded repeatedly: "It looks good, it looks good, it must be expensive, right?"

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's only 14 yuan."

"That's really not expensive." It cost more than 11 yuan to print a ticket at the supply and marketing cooperative. Zhao Xiangmei touched it again curiously.

“Mom, what’s more, look at these pair of bright red pillow covers, they cost two yuan a pair.

And this white cotton cloth is only [-] cents and [-] feet, I bought a whole foot!

It’s very comfortable to make vests and pants. I can also make shirts. And this piece of cloth..."

She pulled out another piece from underneath.

The dark blue one is enough for Chen Qingsong and his three brothers to make one set each.

Zhao Xiangmei and the others swallowed their saliva. Who wouldn't have been mending things for another three years?

Although the Chen family is rich, they don't have much money. Everyone in the family except Chen Qingyi has patches on their clothes.

It's just that Zhao Xiangmei's skills are so good that it's almost invisible.

Although Chen Qingyi's clothes were not patched, she did not have many sets of clothes, and some of them had turned white at the edges after washing.

"Dangdangdang..."

"Look at this again, what a surprise!"

The mother and son exclaimed: "Watch!"

Zhao Xiangmei's eyes widened, her heart beating wildly, "You, how much money have you saved?"

She thought that two or three hundred could hold up the sky, but now it seems that even five or six hundred can't hold it back.

How can my daughter be so awesome!

Chen Qingsong hissed: "This is too fancy."

Chen Qingyi waved her hand, "Money, you earn it, you use it to spend it, if you put it there, it won't produce offspring.

Mom, try it, I bought it for you!"

Zhao Xiangmei put it on happily. She felt that her daughter was right, if you can spend it, you can earn it.

A daughter is filial, and she accepts it.

"nice!"

Beautiful...  

Chen Changbo will not be able to enjoy the watch bought by his daughter in his next life.

"And this, Mom, I bought you the Halal Oil, the Cream of Friendship.

Haishi brand honey soap.

Bee Flower shampoo can be used by everyone, not to mention making your hair clean.

Still slippery.

There is also this colorful one, which the salesman said is so cute for women in big cities. "

Zhao Xiangmei was so moved...

I praise my daughter for her thoughtfulness.

Chen Qingyi was so praised that she held her little face in her hands with joy and a psychedelic expression as if she had eaten fungi from Yun Province.

He even gave his three brothers a proud look.

Chen Qingsong and the other three were dumbfounded.

But it made Zhao Chunmei laugh.

Chen Qingbai saw Zhao Xiangmei's happy look and smiled at each other.

Like a happy bird, Chen Qingyi continued to distribute gifts.

"Here are twenty pairs of socks. Originally, I wanted to buy them all in red and green, but I was afraid that my brothers wouldn't wash them.

It's not good if you don't dare to take off your shoes.

I mostly buy black ones.

Mom, ours are red!I loved it when I chose it! "

Wuwu... She lied. She has endured too much for this family. She doesn't like red socks at all.

But if she chooses the white one or the black one, her mother will definitely give her the red one.

Sure enough, Zhao Xiangmei couldn't put it down on the red socks.

He put it on on the spot, "Wait until tomorrow for your aunt and I to show off."

In addition to these, Chen Qingyi took out five pairs of Jiefang shoes.

Ten bars of soap.

Ten pounds of white flour, five pounds of rice, ten pounds of dried noodles, three pounds of brown sugar, and two pounds of white rabbit.

A jar of malted milk.

A jar of biscuits that she had specially shaken into pieces.

Two bottles of canned hawthorn.

A small bag of melon seeds, "Mom, you can fry the melon seeds and bring them with you. It's not fun on the road."

You can still talk a lot! "

"Okay, I'll bring you two more hazelnuts, spread out some more egg pancakes, and boil some eggs.

I'm going to your grandma's house for some salted eggs.

Bring more, it's such a long way. "

"It's okay, Mom, I saved a lot of national tickets before, so I can buy hot meals on the train."

Chen Qingyi has been preparing for it since she knew there would be such a day.

Meat stamps, food stamps, cloth stamps, and many others were exchanged.

She also learned ventriloquism from her second brother and planned to put it to good use.

When she couldn't sleep every night, she worked in the space experiment field.

Just thinking about how to deal with Chen Changbo and the others, "Hey..."

After dinner, Zhao Xiangmei wanted to make some clothes for Chen Qingyi and Chen Changfeng overnight.

Dress decently when going out so you won't be looked down upon.

Chen Qingyi quickly stopped her, swallowed the hawthorn in her mouth, and said:

"Mom, you don't have to do it. I hate that my clothes are not worn out enough! I wish I could get some patches."

In the eyes of others, we are just pitiful little people who have come all the way from our hometown to find our father!

The more worn it is, the more it fits the personality.

Only then can we arouse the sympathy of others, and then unite all the forces that can be united to help us both.

There was also a reason to ask Chen Changbo to buy us new clothes.

How much money can I get from him!

What I am most satisfied with now is my figure.

Look at how skinny she is, she looks like she’s just a little cabbage without enough to eat, without her father’s standard equipment. "

Zhao Xiangmei: ...She can't always keep up with her daughter's thoughts.