Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

"This girl is 25 years old this year. She has a plump figure, a soft and weak face, and a shy expression. She stands out among the crowd in the yard."

"She is in her prime, exuding a mature and charming charm from the inside out. Otherwise, Shazhu wouldn't be so obsessed with her and drooling over her."

This made the young people in the yard eager to make something.

"Many young wives secretly call Qin Huairu a slutty fox. They flirt with her all day long. Isn't it because they are jealous of her?"

However, this young girl is very resourceful. Although she looks weak, she is actually very scheming. After coming to the Jia family, she works every day, doing laundry and cooking, and is busy everywhere, showing her filial piety.

He has an excellent reputation both inside and outside the compound.

In her heart, Jia Zhang was very satisfied with her daughter-in-law, but she never showed it on her face. She usually either beat or scolded Qin Huairu.

The purpose is to control Qin Huairu and take control of the family power, so Qin Huairu is kept under a particularly strict watch.

For the sake of her reputation as a filial son, Qin Huairu swallowed her anger and endured all kinds of hardships, and could only work hard every day without complaint. Fortunately, Jia Dongxu was nice to her.

Zhang Minghui nodded to everyone and walked slowly to the front yard. The old lady wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

The women from other families just greeted him but didn't talk much.

Such a big thing just happened, it will definitely take some time to return to normal.

After Zhang Minghui was discharged from the hospital, everyone was talking about it.

"Ah, Minghui has become thinner again. This disease is really not going to be cured in a short time."

"This Jia Zhang has been locked up for seven days. I don't know if she will learn her lesson. Without her making trouble in the yard, it has become much quieter."

Qin Huairu also hoped that Jia Zhang would be locked up for a few more days, but she didn't dare say so.

"Second Aunt, don't worry. My mother has been educated this time. She will definitely change and will be fine. There will be no more disputes."

Several aunts rolled their eyes. With Jia Zhang's personality, there was no way she could change. It would be good if she could be quiet for a while after she was released.

Zhang Minghui took out the non-staple food purchase certificate and meat purchase certificate from the space.

Although no meat coupons were issued, every household had a "Pork Purchase Certificate" which allowed them to buy pork for 1 yuan per month, which was limited to one and a half kilograms.

1 yuan is almost a day's salary for most workers, but not all families can afford it.

This supply was only valid on a monthly basis, and there was no such thing as accumulation. In those days, the supply of eggs was only one pound, or 10 eggs, per household per month.

Although it was a planned economy, it seemed that many commodities did not require tickets during this period.

"For example, there are no bicycle tickets or watch tickets. They are only sold in supply and marketing cooperatives, and stores are often out of stock. Although the era of tickets has begun, it has not yet entered a period of full prosperity."

A bicycle costs around 150 yuan, and a watch is also around 100 yuan.

The average wage of ordinary people is only about 40 yuan, and it would take about four months of not eating or drinking to buy a bicycle.

It’s not because we need tickets, but because in this era, we can’t afford to spend money and we have to live frugally.

There is a grocery store at the entrance of Nanluoguxiang. There is no eye-catching sign at the door and no plaque on the door.

There was a picture of Nanluoguxiang on one side of the glass of the two wooden doors, and a few small paper-cut words of "Grocery Store" on the other side.

After entering the door, you can see that three walls are lined with wooden shelves, and in front is a neat row of glass counters.

The glass of each counter is thoughtfully labeled with words such as seasoning, side dishes, famous wines, cakes, cigarettes, and candies.

Although commodities were scarce in this era, they were sufficient to meet daily needs.

The Nanluoguxiang grocery store supplies non-staple food to residents of more than a dozen nearby alleys, so a batch of vegetables is delivered here every day.

It is also the first choice for people living in the surrounding alleys. It is bustling with people coming and going every day.

After Zhang Minghui pushed the door and entered the grocery store.

He took out a large pile of tickets. The factory gave him some tickets, the street office gave him some more, and the young nurse from the hospital felt sorry for Zhang Minghui and raised some tickets.

Gave it to Zhang Minghui and asked Zhang Minghui to buy some delicious food.

Zhang Minghui wanted to give money to the young nurses, but he refused to accept any of them.

After being discharged from the hospital, Zhang Minghui bought some candies and apples, and gave everyone two apples and a handful of candies, otherwise Zhang Minghui would be embarrassed to accept the money.

He also went to the doctor and paid money to exchange for a few packs of cigarette coupons, saying that he wanted to give them to the factory leaders. He only got them in exchange for them as gifts.

After a large pile of tickets were taken out, several salesmen were dumbfounded and they all wondered if Zhang Minghui was a ticket dealer.

Seeing the suspicious looks of several ticket sellers, Zhang Minghui quickly took out the certificate from the hospital.

"He said he was seriously ill and that the tickets were given by the nurses in the hospital, the factory and the street. He wanted to supplement his nutrition and keep healthy."

A young woman in her 30s looked at Zhang Minghui for a few seconds and suddenly remembered something.

"Are you Zhang Minghui from Yard 95, the family member of the martyr?"

When they heard it was Courtyard No. 95, the young women became excited. The news heat of the past few days has not yet faded.

Zhang Minghui is a top star in this area, and now that they have seen him in person, their eyes are shining and they all come out from the shelves.

He started by pinching my hands and cheeks, muttering something.

"Look at how skinny this kid is. Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu are nothing."

"Don't be afraid of bullying such a young child. If you have any problems in the future, just tell us sisters and we will stand up for you."

Zhang Minghui was shocked. He didn't know why they were so enthusiastic. He also never thought that his situation had spread throughout the city.

"Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu have been through a lot. Now, whether inside or outside the factory, people are talking about them and they are being looked down upon by many people."

As for Zhang Minghui, he has now become the object of everyone's protection.

The martyrs' families are small and small, and they are still teenagers, so naturally people will feel sympathy for them.

So today, when several women saw that it was Zhang Minghui, they couldn't help but touch the child and check on him. When they saw that the child was indeed very fragile, they felt pity for him.

Zhang Minghui's mind worked quickly. No matter what, it would be beneficial to establish good relationships with the sales clerks.

So her little mouth became even sweeter.

"Thank you, sisters. I'm fine. It's just that my condition has become more serious recently. The doctor told me that I need to take good care of myself and eat more good food."

"Otherwise it's easy to develop a disease."

"Sisters, thank you for your concern. I will work hard to recover and work hard to contribute to the country."

"That's a very good point from the kid."

The store manager spoke at this time.

"Let's stop talking for now. Let's get all the things the kids need to buy. Let the kids take the things back. You can just take care of them in the future."