With a Door In Mind

He didn't go to work the next morning.

He is still in school, so he will be at home every "voluntary labor day".

But some people will definitely come today.

No, it didn't take long for Qin Xiao and Zhao Qingqing to come over together. Chu Yanyan didn't come today.

In the past six months, the other party also came here often, but not as often as Qin Xiao and the two of them, basically once or twice a month.

Qin Xiao came to the provincial capital because he didn't have any acquaintances, and Zhao Qingqing had been with Grandma Zhao all the time because of personality problems, and rarely went out.

Now the relationship between the two is better than with Zhou Xiaochuan.

"Brother Xiaochuan, grandpa asked you to give less things, he wants to rest."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard the words. In the past six months, he has sent more and more things to the basement, and the old man is probably a little overwhelmed.

"Okay... I just can't deliver it at this time."

Then he said that he would go out for a while.

Several people nodded when they heard the words.

Seeing that several people were doing their homework, he went to the kitchen.

And Zhou Xiaomi followed behind Zhou Xiaochuan, making trouble in the kitchen.

He still took out the seafood in the space and made it, because these guys were already a little sluggish. Adding spring water is not very useful, I feel that it will not last long.

Still need real sea water.

Stir-fried squid, the little guy's favorite shrimp is naturally made into minced garlic. All that's left is some vegetables.

After lunch, he told a few people to do their homework at home, and he drove off on a bicycle.

When I go out this time, I feel that I still need a little bit of national food stamps, which can definitely be used.

When he came to Fatty Wang, the other party took out the drink ticket in his hand and handed it to him: "There are only so many this month."

Zhou Xiaochuan took it, and there were only 3 bottles of wine, and they were all tickets for Luzhou Laojiao wine.

But it's not surprising that many wineries were shut down at the beginning of the year.

After taking the wine ticket from the other party, stuffing it into his pocket, he asked him, "Are there any food tickets in the country?"

"Yes...but the price is a bit high."

Fatty Wang took out several national food stamps from his pocket and handed them to him.

"The coarse grain ticket is 3 cents per catty, and there are 15 catties."

"Fine food stamps, 5 cents per catty. But only 10 catties"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Xiaochuan.

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded when he heard the words: "Okay, give it to me."

After speaking, he took the money out of his pocket and handed it to the other party.

This price is lower than the black market price. It seems a bit unreasonable, so why are there still people selling food stamps? No food shortage at home?

Actually not, because you can't buy food stamps now. If you go to the food station to buy food stamps, you can only get one answer: the food has not arrived yet, come back when it is.

However, these food stamps can still be used in some special places, such as trains, large state-run restaurants, etc. These places will allocate some food because of their special characteristics.

It's just that the price of the food is too high.

And some small state-run restaurants have begun to close.

As for other tickets, Hu Laosan usually collected some for himself.

Thinking of drinking water on the road, he still bought a water bottle, a large pure iron army green water bottle, but without the function of keeping warm.

Before I left, I bought a few large front doors and put them in the space, just in case I needed them.

After staying at home for an afternoon, Yang Yuemei came back to tell him some news.

"Your grandfather Zhao asked me to tell you the car at 2 in the morning."

Zhou Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded. This is to get on the bus in the middle of the night.

"Okay, I see. Mother, you're at home, I'll go to Grandpa Zhao's house."

"Row…"

...

Came to Zhao Qinian's house and put the two bags in his hand on the table.

He said to Zhao Qinian:

"Grandpa Zhao, this is the tea you want. It's only 6 catties, half a catty per pack."

After he finished speaking, he took out the tea leaves and pointed to two of the packets, saying, "These two packets are Mingqian tea.

"

Zhao Qinian glanced at him: "Okay... I thought you could only give me a pound."

"Grandpa Zhao, you don't look good if you give too few people!"

"What does it look good on? It's good to drink some. What is this?" Zhao Qinian pointed to the bag next to him.

Zhou Xiaochuan laughed when he heard the words: "Oh...this is food..." Then he took the food into the kitchen.

Zhao Qinian didn't say anything when he saw this.

Zhou Xiaochuan thought for a while and said to him, "Grandpa Zhao, are you writing a letter of introduction for me? If I get separated, I can come back by myself!"

He thought to himself, what if this is of any use...

Hearing this, Zhao Qinian said angrily, "I don't think I'll give you a letter of introduction, do you think you can go out? Sometimes there is a random inspection on the way. I'll give it to you when I get in the car. If you have nothing to do, don't run around?"

Zhou Xiaochuan chuckled.

"Okay, go back quickly. Don't get up late tomorrow. Don't let us wait for you..."

"Hey...Okay...I'll go back now."

After saying goodbye to a few people, they rode away.

When they got home, several people were already in bed. I took out the backpack and took a look. There were already 2 sets of summer clothes in it. These should be prepared by Yang Yuemei.

After thinking about it for a while, I stuffed some boiled salted duck eggs into it, and put some cigarettes and food stamps in it, and then went back to sleep.

"dudu..."

In his sleep, he was woken up by the sound of a car horn, and it was 12 o'clock.

"It's still two hours. As for how early it is?"

He got up in a hurry, washed casually, carried the cloth bag, and shouted to Yang Yuemei who was woken up: "Mother, I'm leaving."

Then he ran out the door.

Yang Yuemei shouted worriedly: "Be careful on your way, and follow your Grandpa Zhao closely."

Zhou Xiaochuan replied without turning his head, "Got it!"

When he got into the car, in addition to Lao Lei, the driver, there was a middle-aged man in his forties and a young man in his twenties. .

Zhou Xiaochuan apologized and climbed into the car. "Excuse me!"

Only then did Zhao Qinian say, "I asked you to get up early, why are you so late."

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan said innocently: "Grandpa Zhao, don't you look at what time it is? It's just twelve o'clock? It's only ten minutes by car from the train station, so you have to wait for a long time..."

While speaking, Lao Lei had already started the car and set off towards the station.

"Do you want the car to wait for you?"

Hearing Zhao Qinian's words, he smiled awkwardly, and stopped refuting it. It was because he got up late.

Then he looked at the thin man next to him. This man was Wu Yixin, the director of the purchasing department of the textile factory.

"Hello Director Wu! I'm sorry. I slept."

Director Wu looked at him with a smile: "It's okay, kid... This is Li Yongqiang from our purchasing department."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and nodded: "Hello, Brother Qiang."

The other party smiled at him and nodded.

Hearing Director Wu say that Zhou Xiaochuan was still a child, Zhao Qinian shouted, "What children, what were we doing when we were so old? We have to get up every day before dawn..."

Afterwards, a series of memories of bitterness and sweetness began, and only then did Zhou Xiaochuan realize that Lao Zhao was also a talker!

But according to his words, Lao Zhao should have been a child of a tenant family when he was young.

While talking, the car stopped at the gate of the station.