Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Lin Nianhe seriously corrected their views - she was by no means the first to measure gold in "tons".

"Okay, okay, you are the first one I see, okay?"

"Yes, you have to be rigorous."

Lin Nianhe sipped melon seeds and asked, "So do you want to buy a house? If so, I'll ask my dad to see if there's anything suitable."

Wen Lan finished her last bite of food and said, "Compared to a house, I need a bicycle now."

"Well said, I need it too."

"I also need a kang table."

"I want a bookshelf, I really need it."

"Actually, don't you feel that the cabinets are not enough?"

"I want……"

"Oh, it would be great if my second uncle was here. I can do anything..."

Inexplicably, the discussion about buying a house turned into a discussion about buying everything, and a meeting about remembering Uncle Li Er.

Nine p.m.

The phone of Shili Brigade suddenly rang.

Li Dahe happened to be settling accounts with Accountant Zhao and picked up the phone: "Hello, Shili Brigade."

"Uncle Captain!"

The sudden sound scared Li Dahe to the point of running away from home instantly.

"What happened? Who stepped on your tail?"

"That's not true. I just want to ask you to send our most sincere thoughts to Uncle Li."

Li Dahe: "..."

Isn’t it said that university is a good place to cultivate talents?
Why did these three little brats go crazy as soon as they arrived?
……

After being scolded by the captain's uncle, Lin Nianhe felt relieved. After calling Lin's father to confirm that he had bicycle tickets at home, the trio went back to their respective houses.

On the first day we met our roommates, everyone was very polite.

At 09:30, we turned off the lights and went to bed.

At ten o'clock, Zhao Haimei quietly got out of bed, fumbled to light the kerosene lamp and placed it on the table near the door.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

Zhou Li asked in a low voice to the bed.

Zhao Haimei was frightened and waved her hand: "I can't sleep."

Zhou Li also got out of bed, took the letter and chuckled: "Let me borrow some money."

"Come."

Zhao Haimei quietly moved to the side.

Before Zhou Li finished writing the first line of his letter, Zheng Xiaoyan and Feng Yajing also got out of bed.

Before they could sit still, Chen Wenjie also got up.

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Sure enough, she was not the only one who couldn't sleep.

She didn't sleep last night and had another busy day today. She was actually very tired, but the more she felt like this, the more she couldn't sleep.

She simply took a book and slipped down, squeezing into the last seat.

The girls looked at me and I looked at you, and they all laughed.

The firelight flickered, reflecting on their young faces.The rustling of the pen tip and the occasional turning of the pages of the book intertwined, lengthening the time.

Lin Nianhe: "I have a question."

"You said."

"Why don't we turn on the lights?"

"This one……"

Zhou Li turned around and pulled the light cord twice, but there was no response.

"We have the answer, the switch is on."

"Hahaha……"

"I can do this job."

Lin Nianhe said, taking the flashlight from his pillow and hanging it above the table with a rope with great skill.

The flashlight is naturally much brighter than the kerosene lamp, especially this flashlight is an improved version of Lin Nianhe's modified bulb. "Why?"

"This is great!"

The girls looked at Lin Nianhe in surprise and asked her, "Why are you so skilled?"

Lin Nianhe returned to the table and sat down, and said casually: "I did this before when I went to the countryside. At that time, I hung it directly from the beam."

When it comes to going to the countryside, the topic comes up.

Feng Yajing wrote a letter home, saying: "I really envy the educated youth in the Northeast. They can rest for a long time in winter... We there have endless work to do all year round."

She is from Zhejiang Province and works two jobs a year, with almost no time to rest.

"But your winter isn't cold," Lin Nianhe explained kindly, "Our snow is so thick that it can cover half of the door."

"Who said winter in the south isn't cold?" Feng Yajing's eyes widened. She put down her pen and put her hands under the flashlight, "Look, the frostbite scars on my hands haven't faded yet!"

"I can't bear to see this. When I see it, my hands feel itchy." Zheng Xiaoyan subconsciously scratched the back of her hands twice, and there was the same scar there.

"Oh, who hasn't yet..."

The only one who went to the countryside in the Northeast, no.

Lin Nianhe consciously kept his mouth shut and did not participate in the topic of frostbite.

There are no fresh graduates in 208, and all of them are educated youths or have been educated youths.

The oldest, Chen Wenjie, is 23 years old and is from Shanghai. She used to be in the Mongolian Provincial Corps. She went to the countryside for three years and returned to the city due to illness. She spent two years recuperating. If the college entrance examination had not happened to resume, she would have gotten married.

To this day, she still coughs from time to time.

"It should be that I went to the Mongolian Provincial Corps just after you left," Zhao Haimei said, "I went there in March 76."

"Haimei, where are you from?" Chen Wenjie asked before turning her head and coughing.

"From Qingshi," Zhao Haimei's eyes narrowed into crescent moons when she smiled, "When I was at home, I always hated the smell of kelp on the roof, but I missed it when I got to the Corps."

These words aroused the girls' homesickness.

Zheng Xiaoyan was no longer in the mood to scratch the back of her hands, and rested her chin on one hand, feeling as if she was melancholy as a lilac.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she unconsciously spoke in a local accent: "I will leave again after three days after arriving home. When my old man sent me to the train, he cried so hard..."

The melancholy lilac suddenly turned into a sky-high pepper, which made me cry.

Lin Nianhe couldn't cope with this emotion, so he raised his head and met Zhou Li, who was also at a loss.

"Are you beating me up? You guys are... okay, can't the glory of the capital illuminate your hearts? Sisters, listen to me, let's go to Tiananmen tomorrow, the motherland is our parents..."

"Stop crying. I'll recruit the dormitory sister later. She thought we were causing trouble..."

Perhaps it was because the Tianjin dialect was so contagious that Zhou Li ended the call with a crackle, and the four people who were wiping their tears finally burst into laughter.

Lin Nianhe gave her a thumbs up.

awesome.

She herself only comforted people by making them cry.

Zhou Li smiled brightly at Lin Nianhe, with two small dimples on his round face.

Lin Nianhe changed the topic: "Are you going to Tiananmen tomorrow? Can I take you by bus?"

It just so happened that she was going back to the compound tomorrow to pick up her bicycle, so it was just a side trip.

"Will you take us there?" The girls' eyes were bright.

Looking at the flashlight swaying above their heads and thinking about what Lin Nianhe said, they suddenly felt that she was not so inaccessible.

Lin Nianhe nodded: "Well, let's take the bus."

"Okay!"

The girls really stopped crying this time and discussed tomorrow's arrangements with great interest.

It was almost eleven o'clock when they ended their discussion and went to bed.

Lin Nianhe thought she was destined to have insomnia tonight, but as soon as her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep.

The next day.

Lin Nianhe yawned and got up. Before she could stand still, Wang Shumei and Wen Lan came to find her.

"What are you... doing?" Lin Nianhe was a little confused, "Didn't you say you were going out at eight o'clock? Why did you get up so early?"

She still thought about calling them both, but she was the last to get up.

“The students in our dormitory are going to Tiananmen Square to watch the national flag being raised!”

They both said in unison.

Lin Nianhe: "Find me a little red flag, I want to be a tour guide." (End of Chapter)