Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 337: Why is face so important as food stamps?

Yang Xiaole glanced at Zhang Liuer next to him. Even though she was the daughter of the factory director, she looked very bad.

In comparison, that guy Feng Aijun actually eats better than many people, and he is still busy making good food every day.

He retracted his gaze and focused on the stage where the meeting was taking place.

Because there was warm applause from here.

In front of everyone's attention, more than a dozen people from Yang Guangzhi went on stage with big red flowers on their chests and began to hand out certificates.

He came to this meeting too late, and the meeting was coming to an end.

After the certificates of award were distributed and the leader spoke, everyone dispersed.

Yang Xiaole looked into the distance, where his mother and elder brother were happily surrounding their father, preparing to go over.

"I'm leaving now! Come to my house to play when you have time!"

He muttered to Zhang Liuer next to him.

"Oh! Okay, I'll go and play with you when I have time. But you seem to be in military training. When you have time, school will start."

Zhang Liuer muttered.

Yang Xiaole laughed when he saw this: "Indeed, I have been in military training recently. I will wait until I have the opportunity in the future."

After that, he said hello and left.

When I came to a few people, I was not too surprised to see Yang Xiaole coming.

I saw Wang Qiuju holding the certificate and looking at it.

Yang Guangzhi muttered there: "Okay, you guys go back first, we will get off work in a while, I will return the things, collect my salary by the way, and then go back."

Of course he was talking about the big red flower he wore on his chest.

Wang Qiuju smiled nonchalantly: "Okay, let's go back first and let the rice steam."

Then he took the children at home and walked directly outside the compound.

Yang Xiaole followed behind with a smile.

Walking on the road, I glanced not far away and saw Qu Ying walking quickly with an ugly face, followed by Chen Bo, whom Zhang Liu'er mentioned before.

He said hello to his elder brother and walked towards the factory.

"Qu Ying, don't be angry! I really didn't say this nonsense."

Chen Bo followed behind, explaining anxiously.

Hearing this, Qu Ying wanted to get angry, but when she saw the strange crowd of people coming next to her, she endured it.

Now I can't tell you how many mouths I have.

"Qu Ying!!"

While thinking, a shout came from behind.

Hearing this voice, Qu Ying's face showed joy. She turned around and saw that it was Yang Xiaole.

He stopped and waited for him to come over, then smiled and said, "Are you here to see Uncle Yang?"

"Ang, there's no one at home, why don't I just come over here! I'm off work, I'll go back later, I'll take you on my bike later."

"Well, okay, wait for me."

Qu Ying said happily.

Chen Bo next to him saw a young man approaching, and his heart skipped a beat.

Because although Yang Xiaole has the face of a boy, he is very tall!

He was half a head taller than himself.

He shouldn't be too old.

The problem is that Qu Ying is not very old. She is only seventeen this year and will not be old enough to get married until next year.

He did not regard Yang Xiaole as a student who had just entered junior high school.

"Qu Ying, this is..."

Out of curiosity, he still asked, how could he let it go when he finally had the opportunity to eat young grass?

Qu Ying glanced at Yang Xiaole when she heard this, and finally said calmly: "Mr. Chen, if you have nothing to do, please get off work. He is a family member of our factory and lives next door to me. He came over today to watch his father's commendation ceremony. .”

Hearing this, Chen Bo suddenly realized: "Oh, that's it!"

Probably the person who took the stage today.

Then he took out a ticket and said with a smile, "Qu Ying, this is a ballet ticket for tonight. Let's go there together."

Yang Xiaole next to him was also surprised.

He thought Qu Ying would use him as a shield.

Unexpectedly, he explained the situation directly.

Qu Ying looked at it and wanted to explode.

But after thinking about it, she took a deep breath and refused directly: "No, please stop pestering me. Xiaole, let's go."

After saying that, he took the lead and left.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he naturally followed him.

Behind him, Chen Bo watched the two people leave, shook the tickets in his hands, and put them away with a smile.

Didn't catch up.

Yang Xiaole walked on the road and said with a smile: "What's going on with you? I heard Zhang Liu'er say it, but it's not very clear. Wouldn't it be great if this kind of person just made it clear!"

Qu Ying also felt helpless for a while after hearing this: "That Chen Bo was so shameless. He came to give me something when no one was around, but I kicked him out. I thought it was nothing. But it came out in a few days. He said that I promised to talk to someone about a partner, but then my attitude changed after I accepted the things."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath.

It's summer now, and my chest is rising and falling.

Then he muttered there: "It would have been nice to explain it clearly, but it turned out that this guy was hesitant to talk to people. He would just say a little something, it doesn't matter, and then he would say I confiscated something."

It was fine now. When we talked about it later, he insisted that I had confiscated the things. But his expression looked like he had been wronged.

Now everyone in the factory thinks that I am causing trouble with him, making him afraid to tell the truth. "

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded slightly.

Then he smiled and said, "Okay, it's such a big deal, I'll handle it for you."

"Did you handle it? How did you handle it? This kind of person is so shameless. It's okay. I just ignore this kind of person."

Yang Xiaole put away his smile and wiped his neck: "I'll do it for him."

These words made Qu Ying, who was originally frowning, suddenly happy.

She rolled her eyes at him angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about! Okay, you go to the gate and wait for me. I get off work in a few minutes. I'll be here in a moment."

Then he left with a smile.

Looking at her leaving figure, Yang Xiaole turned to look at Chen Bo, his eyes glowing.

Then he turned around and went back to the gate, where he parked his car.

After waiting for a while, the sound of getting off work came from inside, and soon I saw people coming out one after another.

"Okay! Let's go."

Qu Ying took the bag, came closer, and said with a smile.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he took her away on his bicycle.

Not far after riding out, he stopped the car.

Under Qu Ying's curious eyes, she asked: "Qu Ying, I want to ask you something. Is there anyone in your factory who has a bad style, that is... a particularly naughty person? And he's not very old either."

Hearing this, Qu Ying looked strange: "What... do you want to do? It can't be..."

Seeing her expression, Yang Xiaole also rolled his eyes, "What are you thinking! I'm trying to think of a way for you!"

Damn it, in these days and months, it doesn’t matter whether it’s in the city or in the countryside.

Even yellow-flowered girls are worthless.

I have plenty of food, and as long as I am willing, I have plenty of ways to find a bunch of people.

The problem is that when this kind of person is not even ambiguous, he feels awkward.

I was a virgin in my last life, so I can't just confess it so casually in this life!

Qu Ying breathed a sigh of relief at these words, and then she pursed her lips and smiled.

"Why are you laughing? Is there any? If so, just tell me! If not, we will go home."

Hearing this, Qu Ying put away her smile, and then said: "Don't tell me, there is actually a 31-year-old widow in our factory, with a son and two daughters. I heard that many people in our factory Men can’t understand it.”

31 years old?

Young woman!

A young man does not know how good a young woman is, and mistakes a young girl for a treasure.

Anyway, he doesn’t know what’s good.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said: "You will tell me who she is later, or where she lives, tell me!"

"What do you want to do?"

Qu Ying looked wary.

She really didn't know what Yang Xiaole was going to do. Logically speaking, Yang Xiaole was already at a young and ignorant age.

Some thoughts are normal.

But it's not like this... I'm so hungry that I can't choose what to eat.

"Don't tell me! If you don't tell me, we'll go back now."

Seeing Yang Xiaole's expression, Qu Ying thought for a moment and said, "Then wait for a while, I don't know when she will come out."

"Okay, let's wait for a while."

Then the two of them stood there and waited.

Qu Ying didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so she couldn't help but ask: "Hey, what on earth do you want to do? Tell me!"

"Hey, just wait, you'll know in a while."

Seeing his expression, Qu Ying felt helpless for a while.

Just as he was about to speak, he glanced at the intersection not far away and said, "Look, it's the one with long hair, a white shirt, and blue and black pants. Her name is Qin Shuilian."

Yang Xiaole saw this and followed the other person's gaze.

The other party is a small and exquisite woman.

To be honest, this woman was definitely a beauty before, and now she is still a charming young woman.

In later generations, more people got married in their twenties or nineteen.

31 years old is really not considered old.

What just makes him wonder is, with such beauty and young age, why hasn't he remarried?

There are still a lot of unmarried men in their forties these days!

I definitely won't dislike him, especially if he doesn't have a son, and he will even adopt one from another family.

It's just that these are not his business. After taking a look, the other party's clothes were a little white after washing.

Obviously the conditions were not very good.

After hesitating for a moment, he still asked: "Are you sure her style is bad? Do you have any definite information?"

These words made Qu Ying hesitate.

Then he said: "This... I actually don't know. I just heard someone say that someone bumped into her and went to the warehouse of the Logistics Department. She didn't come out for a long time. When she came out... when she came out..."

She felt a little embarrassed when she said this.

But she still said it with a red face: "When she came out, her face was red and her hair was messy. People in the factory said that her land had been plowed."

These words made Yang Xiaole happy.

Then he smiled and said, "Is there anything else? Is this all you see?"

"Of course it's not just that. The deputy chief of the logistics department came out with a red face after a while. Not only that, but he also said that he was related to another person."

Qu Ying explained.

After Yang Xiaole listened, he finally nodded.

Seeing Qin Shuilian leave directly from the opposite road, he patted the car and said, "Let's go, come with me."

Qu Ying was curious when she saw this.

Still got in the car.

After Yang Xiaole left on his bicycle, he followed the other party through the alley several times.

Halfway through, he took out a few tickets and handed them over with his hands behind his back: "Here, take this, it will come in handy later."

Qu Ying took the thing and looked at it and was surprised: "Food stamps? What are they for?"

"Don't worry about it, just listen to me later."

Yang Xiaole didn't say the reason, just said it and continued riding.

Qin Shuilian was stopped halfway.

Qin Shuilian was startled by him and was about to curse.

When he looked up and saw that it was Qu Ying, he stopped having a seizure and smiled: "Hey, Announcer Qu! What's wrong? Are you looking for me? I didn't go to the ballet with Director Chen today!"

After hearing this, Qu Ying took a deep breath.

He looked at Yang Xiaole.

Yang Xiaole went straight to the point and said with a smile: "Do you want some food?"

These words made Qin Shuilian stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

However, she still asked cautiously, "What do you mean?"

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaole said straight to the point: "You know about Qu Ying, right? Ten pounds of fine grain coupons. You have solved this problem. Can you do it? If you can, I will give you five pounds first. Can't do it? Just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

He had a plan before.

There are many ways to make Chen Bo notorious in the factory.

But he was also worried about accidental injury, so he didn't say anything about his plan. He just asked if he could solve the problem.

These words made Qin Shuilian lick her lips.

Ten pounds of fine grain coupons.

The price of coarse grain stamps on the black market has now increased to more than one yuan, and the price of fine grain stamps is even more expensive.

It's not about money.

This is food.

Thinking about the children at home, he immediately agreed: "Okay, I guarantee that Chen Bo will not cause trouble for you in the future."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled.

Looks like you found the right person.

He said to Qu Ying behind him: "Okay, give her the food stamps, ten pounds."

Qu Ying was confused for a moment: "Didn't we agree on five pounds?"

"Give her ten pounds."

After hearing this, Qu Ying reluctantly handed her the food stamps.

Qin Shuilian took it with excitement, clicked it, and immediately put it in her pocket.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Yang Xiaole say: "This is ten pounds. There are many ways to solve problems. It's been done beautifully. There will be ten pounds left next month."

Didn't say how to do it.

It's just about solving the trouble. As for what to do next, that's her business.

Qin Shuilian was stunned for a moment by these words.

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly understood what Yang Xiaole meant. This made Chen Bo notorious!

Just when she was about to ask, Yang Xiaole blocked her mouth with one sentence: "What you do is your business, I don't care. I only look at the results. It's best to have news when you go to work the day after tomorrow. Okay, let's go back first."

After that, he left on his bike.

Qin Shuilian looked at the two people leaving and touched the food stamps in her pocket.

He showed a charming smile, was happy there, and then left happily.

……

"Hey, Xiaole, that's ten kilograms of food stamps! We can't even eat enough, so you just give it to her? I just ignore it!"

Qu Ying still felt distressed for a while.

Yang Xiaole smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, I don't feel bad. I can't help such a disgusting person if I don't treat him."

When Qu Ying heard this, she was still feeling distressed.

However, something came to mind and he asked the front of the car: "Uncle Yang is in our factory. What if this matter is revealed and others find out?"

"Hey, you know what you know. Did I just say something? I just let her solve the problem. Besides, these food stamps are yours, not mine. Do you understand?"

If others knew about it, they could only say that Qu Ying was trying to solve the problem.

This is also the reason why Qu Ying gave the food stamps just now, not him. Even if it was exposed, they were still Qu Ying's food stamps.

After hearing this, how could Qu Ying not understand?

Then he muttered there: "Then I might as well be a little aggrieved and eat the food stamps myself!"

At this time, face is not as important as food stamps!

"Here! Don't feel bad."

Yang Xiaole reached out and handed some food stamps to the back.

The reason why he helped Qu Ying today was because of his own motives.

Ever since he saw her body that day, has he not thought about her at all?

impossible!

He is also a hot-blooded young man.

My heart is old enough.

It may be a bit exaggerated to say that he regards Qu Ying as his own woman, but watching others take advantage of this cabbage.

He just felt uncomfortable.

The matter of ruining Qu Ying's reputation, for some reason, made him feel like someone was going to cuckold him.

Very upset.

Qu Ying looked at the food stamps he handed over and was surprised: "Why did you give me the food stamps? I will pay you back the food stamps you gave me before."

After all, it's for yourself.

You can't let him give food stamps.

But when Yang Xiaole gave him food stamps just now, she felt so distressed because he gave too much.

Twenty pounds is a month’s ration!

And it’s fine grain.

"Okay, take it, why weren't you polite to me about the eggs I gave you? It's not like you don't know that I like to go out and get something when I'm fine, so I can exchange for food stamps."

After so long, I occasionally brought back images of some pheasants and pheasant eggs.

It has penetrated deeply into the heart of the compound.

Otherwise, if I make scrambled eggs today, people in the entire compound would probably smell it and come over to ask.

Now I am envious.

But no one said anything.

After all, a group of people caught so much fish together last time, and each household still has a lot left in it!

It’s because the situation still hasn’t improved and I don’t dare to eat much.

Hearing this, Qu Ying bit her lip and gently took it.

Holding the food stamps in his hand, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After riding back home, the two of them went in directly without saying anything and went back to their respective homes.

When I got home, my dad was back.

At this time, Yang Guangzhi was holding the certificate and gesturing there, wondering where to stick it.

Because there are so many awards on the wall.

Most of it is his.

Since last year, everyone else has basically been able to get certificates.

There are already a lot of people in the family, but now the walls of the main room are covered with certificates. There is only one certificate in the front of the main room, and it is not suitable to post it there.

The entire hall of awards has always been the pride of my old mother, Wang Qiuju.

My mother was cooking there. When she saw him coming back, she smiled and said, "Go and take a look. I don't know where your father's certificate of award is pasted. It's just there to show off."

Yang Xiaole laughed when he heard this: "That's normal! It's the first time our dad won the award. Unlike us, we were all numb."

As soon as this was said, everyone in the family was happy.

When Yang Guangzhi heard this, he suddenly lost interest.

Yes, there are too many awards at home.

Then he glared at him angrily: "You can't just let me be happy for a little longer!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled, walked over and took a look at the certificate.

I saw it read: Award to outstanding worker activists in the first half of 1960. Comrade Yang Guangzhi.

He glanced at the wall and said with a smile: "Dad, there are many places there."

Yang Xiaole pointed to the position next to him and smiled.

This caused my father to roll his eyes.

(End of this chapter)