Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 817 Don't Arrange My Life 6
It was the same group of people when they got off the train and got on the oxcart when they were picked up by Uncle Dashan, but there were two more old educated youths, a man and a woman, as guides.

But after yesterday's board and lodging issue, there was nothing unusual about the male educated youths, and the five female educated youths already had the feeling of "four roommates and six groups" in the university dormitories of later generations.

After five years of severe drought across the country, everyone is eager to spend a penny in half. They are also educated youths who go to the countryside. They live for free for young people, but they have to pay housing fees for those who live in fellow villagers. The money comes down to 12 yuan every year.

Pork, big fat pork is only [-] cents a catty, and the rent for a year is more than ten catties of pork, how big is that?
Everyone couldn't help swallowing when they thought of this question.

Liu Yun and Xu Jiaojiao, who are quick-witted and thick-skinned, snatched up two places in the youth spot and succeeded in saving money.

Ju Aihong seems to be in relatively good condition, not short of money, so it doesn't matter.

Tao Xiaozhen seemed to be even better off with money, not only was he not short of money, but he was also short-sighted, so it didn't matter.

The group had just graduated from the youth school, and Ye Lanzhi, who was very poor in money, had already started to sob and cry.

Thinking of what this woman did in the plot, He Xiaoman really wanted to kick her somersault.

"Comrade Ye, we are going shopping at the commune, not a funeral, so can you save your tears and cry when you go back to the dormitory?"

"If you have a fixed amount of tears every day, then you should finish crying on the road. Last night I was lying on the kang tossing and turning. She sat next to her and mourned. She almost sent me away."

Ju Aihong objected, her words and actions looked a bit boyish, what He Xiaoman said was already a bit unfriendly, but Ju Aihong's words directly turned Ye Lanzhi's light rain into a heavy rain.

On the dirt road out of the village, this scene stunned the two little snot-nosed babies in tattered clothes and patches one after another. Is that sister going to be sold?This is how the third girl in the village cried last year when she was sold to an old bachelor in the mountains.

Probably because Ye Lanzhi was crying so sadly, the smaller of the two snot-nosed babies suddenly grinned and howled loudly.

The older one hurriedly coaxed the younger one in a low voice: "Don't cry, don't cry!"

Then He Xiaoman watched the baby's crystal-clear snot slowly descending, slipping down the huge mouth of the abyss, and then returned to the nostrils after a "swoosh" gasp.

"Is your name dumb?" He Xiaoman asked.

"My name is Gouwa."

The child who shocked everyone with his snot-sniffing stunt showed his small chest and answered loudly, buying one and getting one free: "This is my brother Ergou."

"Well, that's nice."

Old people and children from several nearby farms looked over with their heads poking around, with reproach and scrutiny in their eyes.

It's no wonder people misunderstood, this scene really looks like a conflict between the educated youth and the child.

He Xiaoman took out two pieces of fruit candy from his pocket, one for each baby.

"Give it to me?" Gouwa's big eyes almost glowed green.

The moment He Xiaoman nodded, the two pieces of candy on his fingers disappeared.

The two children seemed to be going crazy with joy, they ran back, ran out a few steps and then chased back. Gou Wa gave a military salute to He Xiaoman: "Thank you, sister."

The little one couldn't wait to put the candy in his mouth, so he twitched and said thank you vaguely.

When many people can't even eat enough, adults are hungry for meat, and children are hungry for sugar.

So at this moment, in the eyes of the two children, He Xiaoman is simply a fairy in the sky.

Gou Wa stumbling and dragging Er Gou hurried home, He Xiaoman could hear Gou Wa reprimanding Er Gou from a distance: "Don't chew, it's a waste of money, chew it and it will be sweet for a while and then it will be gone."

"Chew it again and I'll dig it out for you, not for you to eat."

Er Gou pouted and didn't get angry, he smirked and swallowed a mouthful of saliva and muttered: "... sweet."

The educated youth saw that He Xiaoman took out two pieces of fruit candy without any distress, and some people began to salivate conditionedly. The village is bitter. When the spring begins, the elm money and locust tree flowers on the trees are all eaten by everyone. , I also ate all the edible wild vegetables in the field.

Mix it with stick noodles to make wild vegetable dumplings.

What I think about every day is how to use limited food to make more food to fill my stomach.

sugar?
That's something you can't even imagine.

Someone salivated and held out his hand to He Xiaoman: "Comrade Tao, we are all brothers and sisters from all corners of the country. If you have such a good thing, give me a piece of it too!"

"Okay, then you howl for me too?"

He Xiaoman gave this man a cold look, he had such a big face.

She didn't have a good impression of the people in the whole youth point.

During the tragic years when the host was sent to the countryside, it was hard to say that all the staff were evil, but those people were also indifferent enough. The kindest thing they could do was to stand on the sidelines, but more people chose to add insult to injury.

It's not that the host is a failure in life, but that she feels too rich, and the host's ability is not enough to protect her wealth.

Hatred of the rich is not a product of modern times, it has existed since ancient times.

The crowd walked for more than an hour under the sun, and finally arrived at the location of the commune.

On the way, the two old educated youths had already talked about everything in the commune. The full name of Daheshe is Dadingzi Commune Supply and Marketing Cooperative. Basically, you can buy everything you need there. If you can’t buy it, you can only go to the county. Opposite the Daheshe is the post office, and a hundred meters to the north from the post office is a deserted school. The grove next to the school is the so-called black market secretly in the commune.

People do not raise officials and do not investigate.

Generally there will be no problem.

The waste collection station that gave many time-traveling girls a chance to be reborn was in the alley next to the school.

A reasonable route arrangement is to go shopping first, and then go to the post office. As for other arrangements, they are free to choose. They will meet at the intersection of the township road back to Tunzi two hours later, and they will not wait when they are out of date.

Cen Junjie, who had been very quiet all this time, approached He Xiaoman again, and asked her very familiarly: "Would you like to go shopping first or go to the mail? If you have a lot of shopping, I can help you carry it."

"Did you sleep well yesterday? I heard that you went to Lao Getou's house by yourself, did you..."

He Xiaoman interrupted Cen Junjie's chatter: "I don't know you well."

"All familiarity starts from unfamiliarity. Besides, the white head is as new as before, and the cover is as old as before. When I saw you on the train, it felt like we had known each other for thousands of years."

He Xiaoman interrupted his ambiguous earthy taste again: "I'm not that old."

(End of this chapter)