Bai Fumei in the ’70s

Chapter 50

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Gu Huaijin stuffed the money into Zhao Lanxiang's bicycle.

He sighed and said, "My family sent me some money. I'm afraid I won't be able to save it for a long time."

"You help me to He Er, as a little thought from me to thank him."

Of course, Zhao Lanxiang refused to ask for it. He put the money in the straw pile and rode the car and disappeared quickly.

She came to the county and handed the loach sauce to Li Zhong, who dipped it with a spoon to taste it.

He smacked his mouth for a long time, "Tsk... fragrant, fresh! There is no muddy smell of loach, and the sauce tastes good."

Loach is very nutritious and has the reputation of "ginseng in water". In this era when pesticides are not yet popular, it grows wildly in paddy fields. The fertilizer is mostly farmyard manure. good to eat.

Zhao Lanxiang said, "I want to sell this for one yuan and five kilograms."

Li Zhong pondered: "Two yuan a pound, I think it's enough."

There were ten pounds in total, and he counted twenty dollars for Zhao Lanxiang.

Zhao Lanxiang shook his head and said, "I don't dare to ask for too much. I also need an industrial voucher for a pound of loach sauce."

Li Zhong readily counted ten more industrial coupons for her.

He said frankly: "I plan to sell this sauce for three yuan a can, a can of a catty, such a large portion is enough to eat for half a month, it is still delicious, and it is worth the price. You can take the industrial coupon, just treat it as It's about taking care of your family."

"If you still have such good goods in the future, remember to bring them to me. If you take them out and sell them in bulk, you might as well get them from me. Many old customers here don't have to worry about selling them. It's always harder than taking them out yourself. Tired again."

Zhao Lanxiang was almost moved by what he said.

But she smiled and refused.

"I'm going to do it myself, and I'll take care of Brother Li's business if it's suitable."

If he hadn't agreed to Li Zhong earlier, Zhao Lanxiang would have continued to let Tie Zhu take him to the black market to sell.

She had already conceived the idea of long-term cooperation with Tie Zhu. While he delivered new food to her, she could hand over the newly prepared cakes to him at home and let him take them to the black market for retail. It doesn't take much effort, and Tie Zhu can also make more money.

Tie Zhu has the qualities of a good collaborator, loyal and flexible, abiding by the rules but not rigid. She cooperated with Li Zhong, and she didn't know who was the boss in the future.

The source of customers is accumulated bit by bit, and it doesn't matter if you make less money at the beginning. When the time is ripe in another two years, it will not be too late to let go and take big strides.

When Li Zhong heard the words, he felt very painful, and felt sorry for the business he might have lost.

"Well, waiting for your 'fit'," he mumbled.

He moved the loach sauce in this large crock, and the heavy weight somehow diluted his regret.

Zhao Lanxiang put fifteen yuan and ten industrial coupons in his pocket, and said with a smile: "The right opportunity is here."

"I want to buy a sewing machine, does Brother Li have a way to buy it?"

Sewing machines are also hard to find in this small place, and I am afraid that I will have to wait for a while to get the best number in the department store. But He Songbai's clothes were badly damaged. Because of the pig's blood being washed every day, the thin layer of clothing was rubbed and worn out.

He doesn't have a mother to take care of him and make clothes, and the eldest sister can only sew and mend.

Zhao Lanxiang wanted to make him a dress to wear. In addition, her brother's birthday is approaching, and she also plans to sew a set of clothes for Xiaohuzi and send it to him.

When the weather turns cold, I don't have to wear a lot, but I also have to add a few clothes. It doesn't matter whether it's hot or cold, it's just that he needs a piece of clothes to cover his shame and maintain his dignity. Before going to the countryside, Zhao Lanxiang brought a few pieces of fabric down. The fabric was pressed against the bottom of the box and did not move.

Hearing this, Li Zhong couldn't help but twitch, "Why, are you planning to take care of your brother's business?"

"Yes, yes, but one hundred and fifty or sixty sewing machines are not cheap."

Zhao Lanxiang said: "If there is, Brother Li will help me keep one, and I will come over next weekend to pay."

Li Zhong readily responded.

The control of sewing machines is not as strict as that of bicycles. As long as you have money and tickets, let someone open a letter of introduction from the unit, and you can buy it back after a trip to S City. The price is not as high as the bicycle, and it is still affordable.

The price of 150 to 60 is quite reasonable. Zhao Lanxiang still has about 100 yuan left, and with the 50 yuan that He Songbai kept for her, she can barely buy a sewing machine.

But she doesn't plan to use her bottom money. In the next week, she will work harder to make more food and sell it.

She said goodbye to Li Zhong, and rode carefully back to Hezitun.

Taking advantage of the two days when he didn't have to work, He Songbai picked up a stack of firewood that was full of eaves. It was thick and thick enough to burn for a month. It took another whole day to chop the firewood that I used for the whole week finely, so it was easy to burn.

Sister He saw her brother washing the whole family's clothes and washing Zhao Zhiqing's clothes alone.

Not even the thought of stopping.

She cooked two buckets of pig stagnant water with freshly chopped firewood and picked them out to feed the pigs.

As soon as she walked to the cowshed, her complexion suddenly turned bloody.

"Aaaaaaaa-"

She hurriedly went up to restrain the people, and the young troublemakers in the village beat and kicked the intellectuals living in the cowshed.

"Dumb, go away!" The young man pushed Sister He aside impatiently.

"This corrupt person is still hiding money! You help him, are you also an accomplice?"

Sister He shook her head and waved her hands in horror. Seeing the intellectual bleeding from her nose and mouth, she hugged her legs and curled up in the hay without resisting or giving in, and endured silently.

Sister He hurriedly went home to find her brother.

He Songbai saw the elder sister's gesture clearly, and quickly washed off the foam on his hands, and ran his thighs toward the cowshed.

He pulled the three hairy boys aside without saying a word, and said with a sullen face: "If you beat him again, you will kill people."

"Open your eyes and see."

He Songbai pointed at Gu Huaijin and said fiercely:

"Is he your enemy?"

After all, the Maotou boy is the Maotou boy. When he met the most arrogant second-rate boy in the legend, he was grabbed by his great strength, and it hurt as if his hand was cracked.

"He's a criminal, a blood-sucking leech!"

"It's time to fight!"

He Songbai's face was cold, and he didn't speak. The sharp and indifferent corners of his eyes sank. He looked like a hungry wolf ready to go.

"Second He, even you are in the same boat?"

The atmosphere became tense, and the air was stagnant.

The young people were estimating the possibility of winning the fight, but He Songbai was out of anger and calmed down and thought about how to help Gu Gong to end the fight.

"You, what are—what are you doing?"

A crisp and gentle female voice interrupted at the right time.

Zhao Lanxiang pushed the bicycle and put it in the carport. She saw Sister He wiping her tears helplessly, and she saw He Songbai forcibly suppressing the three young people, and the two sides were in a commotion. Her calm eyes narrowed slightly.

Ten pieces of money stained with blood were scattered on the ground. She walked over to pick them up one by one, took out the eighty yuan in her pocket, and counted them.

"It turns out that the money I lost this morning is actually here—"

She took out her handkerchief, unaware of the tension, and wiped it one by one.

Zhao Lanxiang's action made the youth whose eyes were bloodshot and aggressive suddenly weakened a bit.

She asked, "Did you implicate this innocent person because of my money?"

"Second brother He, let them go."

"I went to the Revolutionary Committee to report, and reported that these three people did not take human life seriously, wronged good people, destroyed the reputation of the Revolutionary Committee, and removed their qualifications as red soldiers."

"You are covering up corrupt elements!"

Zhao Lanxiang said lightly, "Is this one hundred yuan not mine?"

"What do I do to cover him up? He's a bad guy. I can't wait to distance myself from him."

"But I have a degree in my heart. I can't do things according to my personal preferences at any time. It's unreasonable. You can't understand where Gu Huaijin is, he lives in a cowshed, and he's keeping himself safe and reforming for the past two weeks. What's in your way? on the way?"

Zhao Lanxiang stared at the young man who took the lead, and caught a trace of guilt that passed by very quickly.

She walked over step by step, stared at the person and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Shunfa, Li Laifu, Pan Zhigao."

"Isn't it the one you beaten a few times before?"

"I don't believe in hatred for no reason, nor do I believe that you have the patience to hold on to Gu Gongdou. Who are you... provoked by who, and how much benefit did you get?"

Zhao Lanxiang just faltered for no reason, and "righteously" pulled out some of the other's sore feet.

In fact, she was also a little suspicious. As soon as the front foot money was in hand, the back foot group came to the door like a dog's nose. Just so right.

Unexpectedly, these hairy boys couldn't help shaking, and they felt even more guilty.

He Songbai kicked one by one, and said in an angry voice, "Go away, don't let me see you again."

The three boys walked away in despair.

He Songbai squatted on the ground, turned over Gu Gong's thin body, and pinched up and down.

Gu Gong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly cried out in pain.

He Songbai said indifferently: "It will call, it means it is not too serious."

"I'll take you to the clinic."

Gu Gong stretched out a scarred hand and held the manger.

"No, I..."

"I want to be alone for a while, thank you very much."

"I'm fine."

Gu Gong wiped his face, raised the swollen face, gasped and said, "Don't worry, I'm not confused yet, I can protect my vitals."

He Songbai didn't insist anymore.

He was extremely ashamed. Tie Zhu told him yesterday that the money was not suitable for Gu Huaijin to keep.

He rejected Gu Huaijin's money, because he believed that Gu Gong still had some skills and could hide the money.

did not expect-

Gu Huaijin wiped his face, he didn't want to be reduced to this level, he just wanted to dig a hole to save the money, and went to pick up a few loads of cow dung, but he didn't expect these people to come.

Sister He silently went to the firewood room and brought out a bowl of loach porridge, and brought it to Gu Gong to eat.

She felt pity for this engineer, who was obviously a high-level intellectual but was reduced to labor camp. Although she had almost no communication with him, she could see that Gu Gong didn't look at her in a strange way because she was dumb. Twice she got up late and came to the cowshed to see that he had cut the grass for the cows well.

Gu Gong swallowed, feeling aching all over and didn't want to eat, but this bowl of porridge was light and light, with a few crisp chopped green onions floating around, and there was an aroma that couldn't be ignored.

He suddenly remembered that his "food expenses" had already been paid. Although the price was quite painful, he could eat this bowl of porridge with peace of mind.

Gu Huaijin hesitated for a moment, then took the bowl with kindness, and drank the porridge in small sips.

Zhao Lanxiang sighed and said, "Be careful in the future."

"You are being watched."

She stared at Gu Huaijin and drank the porridge, and quickly took away his bowl.

The author has something to say: *

small theater:

Gu Gong: A long-term meal ticket in exchange for a dozen o(╥﹏╥)o

PS: The eldest brother-in-law is definitely not Gu Gong. The eldest brother-in-law is strong and young, with a good heart and hard work.