Since I am Yu Huanshui

Chapter 784

Listening to Han Chunming's non-joke words, Qian Wen loves to hear them.

It is very reassuring to be friends with Han Chunming.

"You are going with the old man, and you know that I am not good at this thing."

Qian Wen took the tobacco rod that Mr. Guan handed him, the whole body is made of copper, with a telescopic rod, and the two JB letters representing identity, Qian Wen also saw it.

This old object is not to say that the older it is, the more valuable it is. Some objects used by ordinary people are worthless except for archaeological value. Only old objects endorsed by celebrities are truly valuable objects. I like collectible objects because it has a heavy sense of history.

And the Erjin tobacco rod in Qian Wen's hand was endorsed by a celebrity, and let alone its value, at least it is worth collecting.

"Master!"

Seeing what Qian Wen said, Han Chunming grinned broadly and approached Mr. Guan with a smile like a chrysanthemum.

Mr. Guan didn't pay any attention to his apprentice, he didn't know and was familiar with his apprentice.

Mr. Guan looked at Qian Wen and asked curiously, "Can you understand? You don't like this stuff, do you?"

Qian Wen chuckled, and gently placed the cigarette rod in front of the old man, without any attachment, "Coincidentally, I just know the origin of this object.

Elgin, the Sino-British Beijing Treaty, right? "

"Hey, you really understand, kid." Mr. Guan nodded his head and said with a smile.

The two were chatting casually. On the side, Han Chunming was a little anxious to wait. Looking at the cigarette rod, he felt itchy in his heart, but the master was talking, so he couldn't intervene unruly, so he could only wait by scratching his ears and cheeks. It's just that those eyes almost fell off the cigarette rod on the table.

At this time, Mr. Guan glanced lightly at Han Chunming, and said in a deep voice, "Sun thief, what are you still doing?"

It means that Han Chunming should slip away, don't worry about his things.

"Hehe, master, look at this thing..." Han Chunming licked his face, hehe smiled obediently, and wanted to let the old man give it to him. He really liked it, especially the one that passed his hands, so he just missed it. He couldn't sleep at night.

"Hurry up and let Kid Qian press you out!" Mr. Guan stared and said, he also likes this object, he hasn't played with it enough yet.

"Master..." Han Chunming still didn't want to give up, he wanted to have a hard time, and he believed that sincerity and sincerity are the golden stones.

But just as he opened his mouth, Qian Wen who was sitting beside him got up, "Come on, since the old man said he won't give it to you, then don't wait.

Why don't you eat dumplings tonight, don't go back late, lick the plate. "

"Alas~~"

Han Chunming was dragged out of the main room by Qian Wen.

The two stood in the small courtyard, and Han Chunming rubbed his shoulders, "You grew up eating cows, why is your strength getting stronger and stronger."

"Okay, don't be poor, if you really like that object, after the old man has had enough of playing with it, you will come here to make fun of it.

Come on, I have something for you, come to my room. "

Qian Wen said, gave Han Chunming a follow-up look, and walked to his room.

Mr. Guan who was in the main room, heard what they said, laughed in a low voice, and carefully played with the cigarette rod again.

Han Chunming rubbed his shoulders, followed Qian Wen into the side room, watched Qian Wen turn on the light in the room, and sat on the chair in the room casually, looking like he was waiting for him to speak. .

As for the old tobacco pipe, after the old man has had enough of playing with it, he will try it again.

Seeing that Han Chunming was looking for a place to sit by himself, Qian Wen was busy with his own business and began to rummage through the cabinets to find clothes.

After a while, Qian Wen found out two sky-blue suits, but the cuffs were slightly mended, clean and tidy.

"Here." Qian Wen put both bodies on the table.

"My aunt also asked you for it." Han Chunming understood what it meant when he saw that the clothes were brought to him.When he came back from shopping just now, his aunt praised Su Meng in the backyard, and she also sent some clothes. The aunt praised the girl for her beauty and kindness. Well, he thought so too.

"No, but I met Su Meng, I knew it from Su Meng.

Just don't hold back on sewing. "Qian Wen said.

"Hey, it's hurting me." Han Chunming showed a disliked expression, and then he didn't feel disgusted at all. He looked ashamed, picked up the two clothes, smelled the fragrance of flowers at the tip of his nose, and said in surprise, "Why do you still have the clothes?" The scent is like a girl's home."

"Go, go, hurry up." Qian Wen said, "I made the soap myself, mixed with some spices, perfumed, what a girl's family."

Han Chunming smiled at Qian Wen, "Let's go." He walked towards the door, but within a few steps, he seemed to think of something, stopped hastily, and took out the remaining forty cents from his pocket.

Looking at Qian Wen, "I almost forgot, here, the rest of the money."

Qian Wen took it with a smile, and sent Han Chunming to the door. At the door, Han Chunming asked curiously, how did he know that he would meet that cigarette pole? Roll your eyes and leave.

Seeing people walking away, Qian Wencai closed the door tightly and returned to the main room.

I don't go out anymore, and there are few entertainment programs now. After eating and chatting, every family turns off the lights and goes to sleep.

Qian Wen, who entered the main room, saw that the old man was still playing with the cigarette rod fondly, and asked with a smile, "It's too late to braise the pork head meat tonight, so let's eat some fried peanuts first, and heat up the lunch dishes, okay?"

Mr. Guan waved his hand, "Wine is fine."

Qian Wen went to work.

It's cooking, both of them do it, Qian Wen cooks it at home, if Qian Wen goes out and comes back late, Mr. Guan cooks it, it's just a partner to live with, how comfortable it is.

Soon, the meal was ready and the dishes were on the table. Qian Wen put the radio on and listened to the broadcast. The two ate leisurely.

Today's radio is a big item, and not every household has it. If anyone has one, it is a treasure.Qian Wen got tickets from the black market and bought this thing to entertain the old man and himself.

Do you know that when you get married now, you need three turns and one ring to marry a daughter-in-law?As long as you have four things: a bicycle, an electric fan, a sewing machine, and a radio, you can marry a complete golden girl who can cook, clean the house, take care of her parents, and know how to keep warm.

Well, now Qian Wen has basically met the conditions for marrying a wife.

"Are you still going out at night?" Mr. Guan, who was drinking some wine and listening to opera on the radio with squinted eyes, suddenly asked Qian Wendao.

Qian Wen was taken aback, thought for a while, came to his senses, and replied, "Oh, I won't go out tonight, I'll go to bed earlier."

Mr. Guan asked this question because one of Qian Wen's many side jobs was to catch crickets and scorpions outside the city at night.

To catch crickets is to go to the school gate, sell them to elementary school students, and earn some extra money.

Scorpions are made into medicinal materials and sold to pharmacies. From time to time, they will be on the road, picking medicinal materials from the mountains, drying them, and selling them to acquaintances in pharmacies.

Qian Wen secretly clicked his tongue twice in his heart, he really has a lot of side jobs, it's hard not to be rich.

Thinking about my other sidelines.

"Well, I see that you are a little tired this afternoon, so don't go out at night, it's not safe to be blind."

Hearing that Qian Wen couldn't say anything, Mr. Guan nodded in satisfaction, then took out a small stack of coins, and pushed them in front of Qian Wen's eyes.

Qian Wen was taken aback, and asked strangely, "Old man, what do you mean?"

Why did he suddenly give him money? Although he had paid a lot in the past, there was a reason for it. What was the reason this time?
Looking at this small pile of money, you don't need to count it, you can tell that there are at least ten yuan, which is not a small sum.

"I heard that the street office will assign work again soon, and there are targets.

It’s time to move, move, I don’t need to teach you, you have to be sophisticated, don’t wait, you are old enough, you have a job, and you can find a wife. "

Mr. Guan squinted at the wine, and said leisurely, when he was playing chess today, he heard someone say something, and he wrote it down.

Qian Wenyile looked at the old man Guan, who was still enjoying the wine tasting, and smiled. He even remembered his work, and asked for a wife?Smiling, Qian Wen didn't refuse and put away the money.

If he dared to refuse, the old man dared to overturn the table on the spot, that's just such a violent temper, but Qian Wen likes this violent temper, like a mirror in his heart.

He didn't hide it at all. In front of the old man's money, Qian Wen counted the money again. Good guy, "So much? 20 yuan?"

"Ask for help, don't be shabby.

I know you have money, but take the money. "Grandpa Guan said as he followed the beat of the opera on the radio with his fingers, lit the table and listened to the opera comfortably.

"Don't worry, the old man can't refuse the gift. I can bear it if you give it a few more times in the future." Qian Wen smiled and put the money away.

Admiral Guan of the Nine Gates has a lot of small coffers, and the 20 yuan is nothing to the old man.

"Beat you boy." Seeing Qian Wen's playful smile, Mr. Guan pointed to his empty wine glass, and Qian Wen filled it up with a smile.

Qian Wen himself is a Chinese medicine doctor. He is very clear about the old man's physical condition, and he has taken care of him in the past. Now the wine that the old man drinks is the medicinal wine made by Qian Wen. Drink a little every day to prolong his life.

Seeing that the drink was almost done, Qian Wen asked the old man to rest. He went to wash the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned up the pork head meat he bought, and then prepared the ingredients and started to marinate.

In the summer, there is no refrigerator, and there are not many things, so you must be diligent.

While Qian Wen was stewing the pig's head, the old man washed himself up, said hello, and asked him to rest quickly, then closed the door and went to rest.

The stewed pork head meat is almost done, just wait for the stew to come out of the pot, and put the other side dishes to be added later, clapping hands, Qian Wen didn't feel tired, lying on the deck chair in the small courtyard, shaking shaking.

The incandescent lamps in the small courtyard were glowing orange, driving away the darkness, and the insect-repelling mugwort was lit beside him. Qian Wen quietly looked at the sky and the stars. At this time, in Sijiu City, the stars could still be counted.

Listening to the chirping of insects, feeling the warm summer wind, the weather temperature is just right, and I fell asleep with a shake.

I don't know how long it took, Qian Wen smelled the smell of stew, got up hurriedly, and ran to the kitchen.

"Don't spoil me."

Open the lid of the pot, steaming hot air rose, stretched out his hand and fanned the fan in front of him, the heat dissipated, and the pork head meat that had been covered with sugar, and a piece of fat and thin pork that weighed at least three catties were lying in the pot, tempting Man, salivating.

Qian Wen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the marinade in the pot was not boiled dry, and the meat was grilled. He pricked the meat with chopsticks.

Take out the meat, and then put the prepared side dishes in again, to taste the meat and adjust the seasoning.

After everything was done, the stewed pork head meat, stewed meat, and stewed side dishes were put away. Qian Wen tasted it and found it very pleasant, so he washed it and went back to the house to lie down.

Admiral Nine Gates closed the old man's room, the old man pouted, touched the corner of his mouth, turned over, and muttered, "It's over, it's done at night, you're not greedy for me, brat!"

Everything is silent, under the bright moon, under the silver light, the two people in the small courtyard fall asleep sweetly.

The next day, with a breezy breeze, Mr. Guan got up early in the morning and had already prepared breakfast.

Seeing that it was still early, I didn't call Qian Wen, so I finished eating by myself, put in other hot pots, closed the door, and went out for a walk.

When Qian Wenyou woke up, he was alone in the small courtyard, and he didn't care. After washing up, he started to eat by himself.

"I'll buy some things later, and go to the house of the director of the sub-district office." Qian Wenxin thought, he still needs work.

In this day and age, idleness is looked down upon by people, and they are regarded as not doing their job properly.

During this period of time, workers are the most honorable, but it will be 80 years soon, when the reform and opening up, everything will change.

While Qian Wen was eating, there was a knock on the door of the house, and Qian Wen looked over suspiciously, who came to the house early in the morning.

After knocking on the door, the person outside pushed the door and entered. It was the neighbor's aunt from a nearby courtyard.

Seeing Qian Wen, the neighbor's aunt smiled and said, "Xiao Qian, I feel a little sick to my stomach early in the morning, please show me."

Qian Wen smiled, "Sit down, I'll clean up and come right away."

The auntie next door rubbed her stomach and said again and again, "No hurry, no hurry, you eat first, you eat first."

One of Qian Wen's side jobs is a barefoot doctor, but he only shows the nearby neighbors, and they only see minor illnesses for a small fee. If he finds any serious illnesses, he will always recommend them to a big hospital.

Because it was better than the ones seen by the nearby health clinics, he also got paid for this side job.

I showed the neighbor aunt a few needles and it was all right. The neighbor aunt left fifty cents and left happily.

If you go to the health center and get an injection, the price is not the same, and you may not be optimistic about it. As for the big hospital, let alone, you can't get out without a few dollars.

In the current health center, only basic injections and anti-inflammatory drugs are prescribed. Few people know how to see a doctor. They prescribe some ready-made medicines based on experience.

Qian Wen tidied up, bought a few cans and some fruits, and went to the house of the director of the street office. Just in time, he blocked the director who was about to go out and go to work.

After some pushing and shoving, here you go, I don't want to play. After the two talked, Qian Wen walked out satisfied.

The director of the street office just quietly told him that he will come down this morning to work, and he must leave a good one for him, that is, let Qian Wen rub her waist for her old mother, and it will be more comfortable to cure the old problems that happened when she was young. Qian Wen Of course I agreed, it's a trivial matter, and it doesn't take much effort.

In fact, in his memory, Qian Wen found out that he was actually able to get a job a long time ago, but he didn’t know what to think at the beginning. Never officially worked.

Qian Wen thought about it carefully, "It seems that I really don't earn as much as my side job."

However, now that Qian Wen has time-traveled over, it's good to go to work, but doing a side job is actually quite tiring, at least you have to be diligent and not lazy.

You can’t do business at the moment, speculation will overwhelm you, first take a job, sit for a few years, wait for the college entrance examination in 77, and then talk about it in 80 years.

"Comrade Qian Wen, this kind of thinking is outrageous!" Qian Wen criticized his own thinking.

Today, Qian Wen didn't plan to start his own side business anymore, he launched a bicycle and started to drive around the Forty-Nine City.

Tiananmen, Temple of Heaven, Beihai Park, Zhengyangmen, Dashilan...

There should not be too many attractions in Sijiu City, and you can't visit them all in one day.

Old buses that still require a monthly pass on the street pass by with billowing black smoke, children in the front of the [-]th bus, and wives in the back, and no one stops them. People's clothes don't have too many fancy colors, most of them are monotonous. Grey, black, blue, green, and things can be sold in front of Tiananmen Square, and no one turns them away...

At noon, Qian Wen came back. As soon as he got home, the old man told him that his work was finished and the street office came to inform him.

Yili Food Factory.

Qian Wen was surprised but not surprised, and smiled, "It seems that I still need to find someone to help me."

The work quota is assigned to the sub-district office by the above, and the sub-district office distributes it to individuals according to the situation. As for the work unit and what position to do, it depends on how the work unit assigns you.

Qian Wen planned to work hard to get a good job before going to Yili Food Factory.

After lunch, the old man took a lunch break. Qian Wen went out to buy a watermelon, two catties of pears, and two catties of eggs. When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, he walked into the courtyard where Han Chunming's house was located.

He went straight into the backyard without stopping, and passed by Han Chunming's house. Qian Wen took a look. Today, he didn't hear anything about Han Chunming's family and Su Meng's family. It seems that Grandma Su didn't talk to Han Chunming's Not happy.

When he arrived at Su Meng's house, Qian Wen looked in front of the glass, and then knocked on the door lightly.

"Hey, Qian Wen, are you looking for me?"

Su Meng was chatting with her parents who just came back from get off work in the living room at home. She raised her eyes and saw Qian Wen, she got up and asked.

Qian Wen smiled and put the things in his hand on the ground, "I'm looking for Teacher Su."

"Looking for my dad?"

Su Meng looked at Qian Wen's look of asking for help, and was a little surprised. Her parents are only high school teachers, and they can't do big things.

Su's father and Su's mother glanced at the things Qian Wen mentioned, and they looked at each other, and then Su's father said, "Little Qian, sit down.

It's all neighbors and neighbors who have something to say, and the uncle who can help will definitely not refuse. "

There was something in the words, Qian Wen heard it.

"That's right, what else are you taking?" Grandma Su wanted to like Qian Wen, so she patted his arm with a cattail fan lightly and reproachfully.

Su's father and Su's mother are both college students and high school teachers. Grandma Su has always liked intellectuals. Qian Wen graduated from high school. He looks tough, handsome, and filial.

Qian Wen sat down, and Su Meng's family looked at him. They couldn't figure out what they could do to help Qian Wen.

"Didn't my work unit come down, and I was assigned to Yili Food Factory..."

Qian Wen said what he wanted to ask for this time.

Su's father is a high school teacher and also serves as a school cadre. The son of the director of Yili Food Factory goes to school in Su's class. Security department, you can relax and be free.

(End of this chapter)