Fengcheng old events

Chapter 247 Is it free?

Zhang Xinglong was a bit reluctant, and he liked it quite a bit.

"This thing has to be inflated. If it's out of gas, it won't turn on. Understand? And the electronic ignition inside will have to be replaced in the future. It costs about ten yuan to buy a can of gas."

Hou Er explained it.

Zhang Xingjun asked Zhang Xinglong: "Do you want to sell?"

Zhang Xinglong was a little hesitant, hesitating looking at the lighter turning back and forth in Hou's second hand.

"I'll give you 30 yuan, okay?" Hou Er gave the price.

Zhang Xingjun looked at Hou Er: "Is it the whole thing? Frightening my second child?" In fact, he also really wanted it. If there were no outsiders at home, he would let Zhang Xinglong take it. Under normal circumstances, Zhang Xinglong would definitely do it. give him.

But it was outside, in someone else's house, and Hou Er gave money again, so he didn't have the nerve to say it, but Hou Er gave too little money, so he had to stand up for his younger brother.

"How much? Fifty?" Hou Er asked with a smile.

"It's too little, do you really need to get rid of your eyes? How much does it cost to buy a new one?"

"Didn't you pick it up, and it didn't cost any money," Hou Er looked at the lighter in his hand, he really liked it, and it was cheaper than buying it in the city.

"Second, can you sell it? Make up your own mind." Zhang Xingjun winked at Zhang Xinglong.

"Sell?" Zhang Xinglong was still hesitating, he chose Syndrome to find out: "How much?"

Hou Er went to get money from the money box next to him: "Forget it, you two brothers, don't be silent, eighty, is it a lot?" He took 80 yuan and handed it to Zhang Xinglong.

"Take two more packs of cigarettes, double happiness." Zhang Xingjun added.

"Fuck me. All right, take it, you can take it yourself." Hou Er waved his hand helplessly, got up and dug out the air tank to refill the lighter, feeling quite satisfied, the new lighter in the market sells for [-] Nine.

Zhang Xingjun went to the shelf and took a box of Double Happiness and a box of Good Friends and put them in his pocket.Double Happiness Good Friends Heimaojian brand [-] Marlboro and these foreign cigarettes are all good cigarettes at this time. A box costs at least five or six yuan, and Jian brand ten yuan.

Domestic cigarettes such as Longquan Ashima Yunyan Tea Flower Shilin Tashan are about two or three yuan, and rarely more than five yuan. China’s cigarettes are more expensive than foreign ones, but they are out of stock, and the supply has always been in short supply, and there is no such small place. The commissary sells.

People who smoke Zhonghua in this era are quite awesome, not only because it is expensive, but also because it is not available.

The elder brother took the cigarettes, so Zhang Xinglong didn't have to choose. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and took 80 yuan and put it in his pocket.

"Don't be foolish, save some money and do something useful." Zhang Xingjun frowned and gave Zhang Xinglong a look, before warning.

"Yeah." Zhang Xinglong agreed, not thinking about it at all.Hahahaha, I have money again, so excited.

Many things that I usually envy, like, and covet come to my mind, such as school bags, stationery boxes, pens, delicious food, fun things, clothes, shoes, not too many.

But after all, I already have more than 100 in my hand, and this time I didn't get excited for long, and those things that I had been greedy slowly faded out of my mind.

If you have money, should you go to the city?There are so many books in Xinhua Bookstore.This idea popped up suddenly, and then quickly occupied the entire brain, becoming more and more intense.

After making up his mind, Zhang Xinglong looked at his brother: "Give me a box."

"What do you smoke, little bastard? Is this something you're supposed to touch?"

"It's like how much older you are than me, I can't touch you can?"

"I don't go to school now, understand? Are you comparing with me?"

"Will you give it? If not, I'll tell my dad to go at night."

Hou Er and the others happily watched the two brothers bickering.

"You owe it to me." Zhang Xingjun gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Xinglong, then opened the bag of Liangyou and pulled out two sticks: "Only two sticks, do you want it or not?"

"Second, do you still smoke? Are you too young? Are you afraid that your father will cut you? The teacher also cares."

"I don't smoke at school, but our headmaster gave me cigarettes back. During the Chinese New Year, I gave them Longquan, in flat boxes."

"Listen to his nonsense, he just has nothing to do and messes around." Zhang Xingjun took over the conversation from the side: "You go home quickly, why don't you go and help my mother look after the stall, and don't make trouble here."

Zhang Xinglong glanced at his brother, a bit displeased, but he still walked out of the small shop and went to Liu Guixin's stall opposite.

No one was shopping, there were several schoolbags stuffed under the car, Zhang Xingbing and Mao Jun were squatting under the steps, they didn’t know what they were playing, the noise didn’t stop for a while, and Liu Guixin was standing on the side Talk to Aunt Guan.

"Just do it, it's sure to work, anyway, it won't delay the matter, let's get a small lunch box and put it there."

"Can it work? Then I'll try to get some tomorrow."

"Sure, there are so many children. Anyway, it's just some sugar, and that's what you do. You'll know after a few times."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to weigh it, so it's not a waste of everything."

"But you can pull it down, no matter how short you are of those few taels of white sugar? Shall I give it to you?"

"Mom, what are you going to do?" Zhang Xinglong didn't understand after listening for a long time.

"Sweet syrup, have you eaten it yet?"

"No, there are some sold at the front gate of the elementary school. They are wrapped in five cents and use two small bamboo chopsticks. Is that the thing? Eat while twisting."

"Yes, that's the stuff. Haven't you tried it?"

"No, I don't have any money. They give it for nothing? My classmates always buy it, and Shi Deming also bought it."

Aunt Guan sighed from the side: "Oh, the conditions at home are not good, the child will suffer accordingly, let's toss hard, scratch a little bit, at least let the child eat more."

Liu Guixin also sighed: "That's right. At that time, you didn't know what life my family was living in. Really, the sky was about to fall, and the three children of my family had to suffer along with them."

"It's okay, isn't this good," Aunt Guan looked at Zhang Xingbing who was squatting under the steps and muttered: "They are all very sensible and obedient, and they can help with family affairs. What are you planning? At that time, I knew that your family This little one sells popsicles."

"Well, he's small, show him to Dui Er, and the two big ones carry boxes on their backs to walk around the alleys, and they have suffered a lot."

"It's great, the three young men can be used as people for anything. There is only one girl in my family, and I have to do everything by myself. I can't count on anyone in my family."

Liu Guixin was happy: "Who told you to have a child so late, could you have had one more a few years ago?"

"It turns out that we are in two places, so we didn't rush to ask for it. I never thought that we would not be allowed to give birth in the future. My family is in the district again. The thieves in charge are strictly controlled. If they dare to give birth to a job, they will have to beat them."

"I didn't have a registered permanent residence at that time, so I survived as a white household. In those few years, I dare not think about it. It was too much."

"Your old Zhang is in the factory, and the benefits and benefits are much better. You didn't even know that you didn't know the wages were forced to be paid here, so how dare I come?"

(End of this chapter)