A Rural Life in the 70s

"What are you doing with a gimmick? You don't look at the road!" The voice of blame sounded, Xiaoqiu discovered that he bumped into it. Still an acquaintance, this black face in front of me, righteous words to teach her is not Wu Ge that stinky boy and which one!

She ignored Wu Ge’s lesson and only turned her eyes to look around.

Wu Ge pulled her nephew impatiently and cried, "I will talk to you, what are you looking for?"

"Qin, my brother? Why didn't you be with you?" Xiaoqiu consciously opened his mouth and asked, and then he found out that Wu Ge's face was darker.

"Oh, I just think you are always together..."

After she found this sentence, Wu Ge’s face seemed to be slightly relieved. After she glanced at her, she pulled Xiaoqiu’s arm out of the family’s house and asked: “How did you get into the city? ?"

Xiao Qiu took her mother into the city to learn to sew, and she went to the city to see her brother's things and told Wu Ge.

Wu Ge’s face was obviously eased a lot. With Xiao Qiu, he returned to the courtyard and pointed to a row of flat houses: “The first row in the east, the third house is my home, remember?”

Xiaoqiu promised from the good, and then Wu Ge said: "If you want to see your younger brother, you don't have to run here. I still go to the grain station to find you on Sunday! Remember to walk and look at it, hit someone else, but no me. So good to talk! OK, clumsy heads go back, I have to go to class!"

After that, he squatted Xiaoqiu and ran away with long legs.

Xiaoqiu stood at the door of the family's hospital for a while, pouting, turned and slid to Dada to go home. Someone can really make up for herself, she is not coming to find him at all!

However, when I met Wu Ge today, I also raised a smile for Xiao Qiu. Since I went to the county seat, she took the time to take a look at Wu Shushu and Li Ayi. How do you say that people have helped them a lot? It!

On this day, Xiaoqiu finally bought her back to Song Xiulian's optimistic black crepe shoes, a piece of eight cents. I also bought two pairs of beige nylon stockings for three hairs.

She also noticed that most of the shoes on the street were paired with white stockings, but she couldn't really look at her own black and white match, so she just matched the socks.

When she arrived home, she did not wait for Song Xiulian to recite her. She took the initiative to tell Song Xiulian that she sold the waste newspaper for the wording. She also went to the garbage heap outside the factory and sold some iron nails and sold it for two yuan.

Song Xiulian was moved in her heart, but she couldn’t help but recite: "You are a stupid girl. If you make a little money, you won’t keep it yourself. What shoes and socks do you buy? I don’t have to wear it."

Xiao Qiuyu lived in the arms of the mother, smiled and posted, and some spoiledly said: "Mom, you wear it, I see a lot of aunts who are almost the same age as you wear these shoes, look good!"

Song Xiulian is not really ignorant. The reason why she blames her daughter is that she is distressed by her daughter’s hard work. In addition, she is used to saving her life. She can’t accept her daughter’s money. Listening to her daughter’s saying, where can she continue to teach, raise her hand and point her daughter’s forehead, and sigh and say: “You know that earning money is a good thing, but you can’t learn to slow down, you have to count the days. I’ve been there, I’m not tired of it, I’m not tired, I’m so poor...”

Xiaoqiu naturally agreed with the incomparable cooperation. Chad Song Xiulian had no temper, which reminded Song Xiulian to try shoes.

Song Xiulian was urged by her daughter to take off her cotton shoes that had been worn badly in winter. The color of the exposed handmade socks was dark and patched. Xiaoqiu quickly handed over the socks: "Mother, even the socks have changed."

Wait for socks and shoes to change, not to mention Xiaoqiu, that is, Song Xiulian also looks good and spirited, and the finished shoes are good, the clothes are very comfortable, and there are more or less little heels. ... It’s really fashionable!

"Mother, look good, look good, you just wear it, don't change it! It's hot, don't wear cotton shoes and it's not cold." Xiaoqiu clap his hands and encourage him, Song Xiulian was suspicious for a while, finally wearing new shoes. Socks, footsteps went to class briskly.

After two days to go to the government's family hospital, another day at noon, she moved to the shipyard. Because of the cheater, she really did not lose much. The scattered scrap iron pieces scattered around the factory area and the iron nails were collected by her. However, when she sent it to the acquisition station, she did not take it out. So much rust, looking neatly a lot. The woman who bought the waste directly used her suspicion to look at her. Xiaoqiu secretly wiped the cold sweat and decided not to do it again. It was obviously scrap iron, and she was repaired by her. She was also thought that she had stolen a good part!

After selling the scrap iron, she spent another two cents into the warehouse to find one. This time, she was asked to find a copper pot that was flattened. Although the cockroaches are almost completely unrecognizable, the structure of the pot is very complete, even the lid is there, but it is not made. Also received a few pieces of old furniture, but also let her find a few torn paintings and paintings, and dozens of domestic and foreign masterpieces, as well as several high school textbooks.

She took a high school textbook and made a departure from the acquisition station.

This time, from the acquisition station, Xiaoqiu remembered the paint box of the old lady's family in the family. When she took it out, she even stunned herself. The dark red lacquer box in front of her eyes was engraved with a cloud pattern. The lid was a mountain map, a mountain ridge, a peak waterfall, and a pine tree. The pavilion, the figure of Fuqin, the lines are smooth, the color is simple and vivid, vivid and vivid. Xiaoqiu’s antique knowledge is limited, but I can still see that this box is definitely not an ordinary object.

The box is not big, there are about two soap boxes, the rectangle, the width is 20 cm, and the long diameter is about 30 cm. When the autumn opens, the inside of the box is smooth and delicate, and there is an ellipse inside the lid. The shape is printed, because it is a slang, she has been stunned for a long time, and she did not recognize what it is.

After a long while, Xiaoqiu put his own money, tickets and other things in this box and re-closed it! Ok, what she can think of right now is to be a money scorpion!

She also took a look at the copper hot pot that came back, and watched the progress of the repair, and then re-closed it, slowly repair it. For a moment, she had no reason to take it out.

Busy for a while, Xiaoqiu washed his face, took a few pieces of honey and three knives, a few chicken cakes, and then poured himself a cup of boiling water, ready to enjoy an afternoon tea.

She just sat down, took a bite of a honey and three knives, and heard the sound of knocking on the door. Before she got up, the door was pushed away from the outside. A beautiful young girl smiled and laughed. Come in: "Oh, are you Xiaoqiu? A beautiful little girl!"