Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

Xia Mingshuang wanted to find someone to resonate with his second son's behavior. Unfortunately, Han Shunong had been teaching the production team and Captain Gu and others about mushroom cultivation. There were also brigade cadres who came to listen. Doctor Lou and Doctor Qian were even too busy to see anyone. Gu Nianjun and Da Zhuang brought dinner to the infirmary.

Well, the third aunt is also busy at the moment, and the other women are working overtime.

She turned around to look for Gu Yunshan, only to see him writing in front of the desk in another room. He was probably busy with something.

Finally, Xia Mingshuang turned his attention to Miao Miao and said, "Daughter, your brother is quite good at selling things."

Miaomiao smiled and said: "Yes, my brother and his radio can be sold for 80 by himself, and Erzhuang can sell them for [-]."

Da Zhuang was not convinced at first, always thinking that he could sell it if he could make it, but he looked cold-tempered and kept a cool face all day long, but in fact he was very soft-hearted. When he was selling radios, if someone complained to him about poverty, he would relent when he thought that his family didn't seem to be so short of money.

Erzhuang doesn't know how to do it. Erzhuang can tell at a glance that the other party is miserable and crying for poverty.

How can a really poor person have money to buy a radio? What about lying to a fool?

People who are not poor in the village have never thought of buying radios and bicycles. If they can eat an egg a day, they live a very wealthy life. For those who are really poor, let alone radios, their clothes are all patched and their cotton-padded jackets are made of black cotton.

With those few dozen yuan, why don't he go to the team to buy some rations and some paper to paper up the leaky windows?

The Erzhuangs were even more miserable than other people who could sell them. They said that the elderly and orphans in the village were suffering. In the winter, there were no cotton quilts, so they could only use straw quilts. They sold the radios to buy quilts for those people.

If someone sees that what he said is true, he will give him an extra two yuan. Even if he doesn't give more, he won't bargain again.

Erzhuang: "Mom, please bring in more. You need pencil cases, good erasers and so on. There are also small tin frogs, please bring in more. By the way, those sour plum powder and kelp are sold in the city. Si, you can also put in some."

The sour plum powder is sweet and sour, and there is a small spoon in it. This is very popular among city children.

Kelp shreds are shredded from poor kelp tips. They are very salty, but children like them.

City kids like it, as do country kids.

This stuff costs five cents a pack, which Erzhuang thinks is just right. One egg can be exchanged for one pack, which is very convenient.

Xia Mingshuang glanced at him and said, "Don't mess around. Children steal eggs to exchange for snacks. Later, when adults find a sales agency, you can apologize."

Nowadays, everyone's life is so difficult that they are reluctant to eat eggs. If you ask children to exchange snacks, it would be strange if they don't like to beat them.

Erzhuang: "The people in our village definitely can't do it, and neither can Zhang Honghong and others."

Zhang Honghong and Yang Xiaofang also have pocket money. Zhang Honghong often worries about not being able to spend money or buy snacks.

When Er Zhuang was playing with his brother and sister, he could hear Zhang Honghong sighing.

He couldn't listen to people saying that they had money but couldn't spend it, so he sold pencils, notebooks and balm to Zhang Honghong and the others.

Now her mother goes to work every day and rarely makes snacks at home. Forget it, he will do it with his brother and sister later and make snacks to earn Zhang Honghong's money.

Lest she upset him if she couldn't spend the money.

Xia Mingshuang let the children read by themselves. Now that there are electric lights at home, they are not afraid of hurting their eyes by reading at night.

Before there were no electric lights and the kerosene lamps were not bright, she would not allow them to read at night.

"Sister-in-law, are you at home?" A young female voice came from outside.

Xia Mingshuang sounded a little strange, so he opened the door and went out, "Who is it?"

She thought she was here to buy something.

She turned on the light at the door of the courtyard, opened the door and saw a young girl, neatly dressed and with two braids, she looked like an educated youth.

Chen Lingjuan was busy introducing herself.

Xia Mingshuang: "Do you want to buy anything? Come here early when you buy things from now on. It's not safe to go around in the dark at night."

Chen Lingjuan smiled and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law, for reminding me. I'll pay attention to it in the future."

She followed Xia Mingshuang into the courtyard.

Xia Mingshuang: "What did you buy?"

Chen Lingjuan: "Sister-in-law, I want to buy a few feet of cloth to make a new dress."

Xia Mingshuang: "Did you make a reservation with Erzhuang? I'll bring it back to you tomorrow."

Chen Lingjuan shook her head hastily, "No, it was booked by one of our educated youths. I came here to book it after listening to her."

Xia Mingshuang: "Did you bring the cloth ticket? You can't do it without the cloth ticket."

Chen Lingjuan: "I didn't bring the cloth ticket. I'm at the Educated Youth Center. I'll bring it over tomorrow."

It was a little cold in the yard, so Xia Mingshuang invited her into the main room. The children had already entered the room.

Chen Lingjuan didn't say anything about shopping or leave. She just sat there chatting awkwardly with Xia Mingshuang.

Xia Mingshuang said perfunctorily, "Chen Zhiqing, what else do you want to buy?"

Chen Lingjuan wanted to say not to buy anything, but then she realized that it would be weird to just sit there without buying anything, so she said she would buy a box of balm. She already has balm in her educated youth area, but it’s not a waste to buy another box. She uses it more in winter.

Xia Mingshuang helped her get a box, collected the money, and looked at Chen Lingjuan. This person didn't mean to leave yet. She must have something to say.

She said: "Chen Zhiqing, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Chen Lingjuan bit her lip, lowered her head slightly, and peeked at Xia Mingshuang, "Sister-in-law, um...then who..."

Xia Mingshuang frowned, "Who?"

Chen Lingjuan: "When will Editor Li come back?"

Xia Mingshuang was heartbroken, "I really don't know if he can survive. Why didn't you ask Editor Li to write to him?"

Chen Lingjuan: "Editor Li invited me to visit Mingcheng before. I... couldn't leave for a while and didn't go. I read his article..."

Xia Mingshuang knew that Chen Lingjuan was lying without even asking Li Tingxi for confirmation.

Although she was not very familiar with Li Tingxi, she had noticed during the few days that Li Tingxi lived here that he was a romantic but not obscene person. He was definitely not the type to pounce on a woman when he saw her.

On the contrary, he is smart and sober, and will never get into trouble casually.

Anyway, during the few days I lived in the country, I heard that he went to interview this and that, but I didn't hear the villagers gossiping that he was alone with a certain young woman.

Xia Mingshuang: "Sorry, I don't know when he will come. If you have an appointment with him, just write to him."

Chen Lingjuan said hurriedly: "Well, sister-in-law, I accidentally lost the note he left for me. Could you please write it to me again?"

Xia Mingshuang: "Just write it to the provincial newspaper and the unit will forward it to him."

Chen Lingjuan didn't expect that Xia Mingshuang didn't have enough food and salt. How could she, a young girl, say something so explicit? How could she have the nerve to keep asking and refusing?

Just pretend you don't know and just give me your address.

Some people say that Xia Mingshuang is kind and considerate, which is nonsense.