Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 207, Neighborhood

As soon as he stepped into his yard, Jiang Yan saw a large group of people around the old lady.

These grandparents and old ladies were fascinated by listening to the Peking Opera on the radio, and some of them even hummed a few words in a low voice.

When Jiang Yan and the others came in, there was a bit of noise, which woke up these people who were fascinated by listening, so Jiang Yan greeted with a stern face.

"Little Jiang, you're robbing a department store, so much fabric." Seeing what Jiang Yan and He Yuzhu had in their hands, the third mother asked.

"What about robbing a department store? It's all given to our boss by someone else."

Before Jiang Yan could speak, He Yuzhu, who was holding something behind Jiang Yan, spoke proudly.

"Talking." Hearing what He Yuzhu said, Jiang Yan glared at him.

Seeing Jiang Yan's knife-like eyes, He Yuzhu shrank his neck and remained silent.

"This cotton cloth is really good. I'm afraid there are 40 of them! Mommy, you can touch the cloth and it's very soft."

The third mother took the first mother and ran over to touch the cotton cloth in Jiang Yan's hand.

Yarn count is a physical index to evaluate the thickness of yarn, and its full name is metric count.

In this era, there are 20 counts, 40 counts, 50 counts, and 60 counts of technically limited cotton cloth. Simply put, if you have 1 tael of cotton, you pull it into a 30-meter-long cotton yarn, and the cloth woven from this cotton yarn The count of the cloth is 30; it is drawn into a 40-meter-long cotton yarn, and the count of the cloth woven from this cotton yarn is 40; and so on.The higher the cotton count, the thinner, softer and more comfortable the woven cotton.Fabrics with high counts have higher requirements for cotton quality, as well as higher requirements for spinning mill equipment and technology, so the cost will be greater.

Most of the fabrics in this era are generally 20 pieces, which is relatively thick to the touch.

"This is not a 40-count cotton cloth, but a 60-count cotton cloth. The three mothers are touching it carefully."

Hearing what the third mother said, Jiang Yan opened his mouth and replied.

"Really? It's so advanced, Xiao Jiang is not afraid of your jokes, I haven't touched 60-count fabrics yet!"

After the third mother finished speaking, she laughed.

As a good hand in life, the third mother couldn't figure out the count of the cotton cloth. The reason why she said this was to test Jiang Yan's idea of ​​understanding.

The price of these 40-count cotton cloth and 60-count cotton cloth is very different. If Jiang Yan didn't know the difference, she would find an outlet to buy some from Jiang Yan.

"Little Jiang, where have you and Zhuzi gone, these big and small bags are not old or young."

The big mother next to me suddenly interjected.

"The factory sent me to Baocheng on a business trip. I didn't think that Zhuzi would hold a wedding. I thought, please tell Uncle He about this, so I will take Zhuzi and the others together."

"Then have you seen He Daqing?" the aunt asked immediately.

"See you, we had a good chat. The misunderstanding between Zhuzi and my father-in-law has been resolved. Look, aunt, my father-in-law bought us so many things."

Before Jiang Yan could speak, Qin Huairu, who was beside He Yuzhu, held up the things He Daqing bought for them showing off.

"That's good, I'll just say it! There is no overnight feud between the father and son, just let it go, Huai Ru, look at your father-in-law, he doesn't love you very much!"

"Hey! There's a lot of rainwater!"

From the moment he told the people in the small courtyard to take He Yuzhu to see He Daqing, Jiang Yan began to observe Da Ma's demeanor, and felt that her demeanor was as usual, her eyes were also unusually calm, without the slightest panic.

Looking at his demeanor, Jiang Yan guessed that the eldest mother probably didn't know about the uncle's interception of the living expenses sent by He Daqing to He Yuzhu's brothers and sisters.

Since they bought a lot of donkey meat this time, Jiang Yan asked He Yuzhu's family to give away half a catty of donkey meat. There were more than 20 courtyard houses, and it was only a dozen catties. This only used half of what Jiang Yan put in the trunk.

The neighborhood relationship in this era is the real "distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors".

If an adult needs to go out to do some errands, it is perfectly normal to entrust the neighbors to take care of them and let the children play at the neighbors' house for a while.Not only will the neighbors not refuse, but they will also take out delicious and fun food for their children to enjoy, and treat each other with the same sincerity as their own children.

Neighbors not only have a good relationship with each other, but even know who has several important relatives.Sometimes when a relative comes and the owner is not at home, the neighbors will be very enthusiastic and let the relative to wait at their home.

Although the economic conditions of this era are also very average, especially now that it is still an era of planned economy, no one will have a surplus.But the neighbors in the neighborhood help each other and are harmonious like a family. Whoever cooks delicious food will always think of the neighbors. No matter how much or how little, they will never forget to give some to the neighbors.

Jiang Yan is doing as the Romans do. After all, the relationship between the neighbors in this courtyard is not as tense and full of calculations as in TV dramas.

Even Jia Zhang's is not like a TV drama, except for a little bit of gossip and talk, she is not much different from an ordinary old lady.

"Little Jiang is really generous. If it were me, I wouldn't bear it. At most, the family would send a few slices."

The third master Yan Bugui said something about the donkey meat that He Yuzhu sent over.

After saying this, he held it and sniffed it vigorously.

"The taste is really delicious. I can eat several bowls of rice just by virtue of the taste."

"Okay! Hurry up and bring it to me and cut it off a little bit to satisfy the children's hunger. Are you looking at you if you don't see it?"

After saying this, the third mother snatched the donkey meat from the third master's hand, turned around and went into the kitchen.

"It's enough for everyone to cut a slice to satisfy their cravings. Cut it thinner. The weather is still cold. It can be stored for a long time. If you save it, you can eat it for a month or two!"

"It's no loss that it's dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat in the ground! This meat tastes really good."

The third master, Yan Bugui, had a look of satisfaction after eating his portion of donkey meat.

"Little Jiang is really capable, old man, there are quite a few people who give him things these days."

When the three mothers said this, the children who sat next to them and carefully ate the donkey meat also listened with pricked ears. There is no entertainment at night in this year, and talking about other people's parents in their own home is the best way to pass the time.

"Isn't it? Just two days ago, a People's Liberation Army in a jeep came to deliver something to Jiang Yan. Guess what it was."

The third mother did not answer the question raised by the third master Yan Bugui, but squinted her eyes and waited for his next words.

"It's oil. A whole barrel of oil weighs about ten catties."

The third master spoke enviously and announced the answer.

"Ten catties, that's a lot. We only have a lot to allocate this month. Old Yan, you said that over the years, no one in our yard has bought more than five catties of oil. Do you think so much oil can be used up?"

"I don't know if I can eat it all, let me tell you! It's just that someone forced it into Xiao Jiang's hand. I think Xiao Jiang doesn't want it."

"He is not willing to accept things from others."

After hearing what the third master had finished, the third mother had a look of disbelief and distrust.

There are still such fools these days.If only I had taken it earlier.

(End of this chapter)