Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 411, save yourself trouble later!
"Grandpa, what should I do with ginseng?"

Feng Aijun watched the hygienist leave with the things, but still frowned and asked.

He really didn't know this thing was so precious before.

Hearing this, the old man also frowned, thought of something, and asked: "Is it Yang Xiaole who got you pheasants before, the one who was number one in grade?"

Feng Aijun answered honestly: "Well, yes!"

After hearing this, the old man thought for a moment and looked at the hygienist who had just returned.

He asked: "Calculate the price of that thing and ask Aijun to bring it to him tomorrow. You can't take advantage of others."

Li Shanyun thought for a moment and shook his head: "It's really hard to say the price."

The current annual output of wild ginseng is only more than 400 kilograms.

Most of it is used for export to earn foreign exchange, and the rest has to be rationed to people of a certain level across the country.

For example, Mr. Feng also has a quota, but the price is naturally low.

So the price is really hard to say.

After hearing this, Old Man Feng thought for a while and said: "Then take it easy. If I can drink this wine, no matter whether it has any effect or not, the price cannot be lowered. If I can't drink it, let Aijun return it to others, don't let me go." It’s a waste here, let Aijun bring him some gifts when the time comes.”

After speaking, he looked at Feng Aijun: "How is it?"

Feng Aijun naturally had no objection when he heard this.

Anyway, Yang Xiaole didn't look anxious, otherwise he wouldn't have given him the thing directly, but would have negotiated the price first.

……

Yang Xiaole didn't care about the ginseng.

To him, ginseng is just like any other dish, except that this "dish" is a bit older.

In the evening, I rode back with Xizi, who was also a freshman in high school.

When I got home, there was a burst of fragrance floating in the courtyard.

Everyone who went to work had already returned from get off work. As for Xiaoli, who was in the second grade of junior high school at the No. 3 Girls' Middle School across the alley, she had naturally arrived home long ago.

As for Wheat, who was in Alto Middle School, he walked back again, a little slower.

"Ouch, let's eat steamed buns!"

Xizi got out of the car first and walked over with a smile to hold the freshly baked buns.

Wang Qiuju saw this and patted him: "I don't know how to wash my hands!"

Xizi ducked over, took a bite of the bun with a smile, and walked into the house.

Yang Xiaole saw the chain clanking and knew that the car was going to be repaired again. It was an old car when he bought it.

It was like this for seven years.

Fortunately, Liu Yuanchao was in the car repair shop, so it was not like other cars, except that the bell did not ring and everything else rang.

There is no need to replace it now.

When students everywhere change their cars next year, he will naturally change with them.

As for the source of these students' money, it is naturally self-evident.

Park the car and return home.

He stretched his head to take a look, washed his hands, came back, took a bun, took a bite, and said with a smile: "There is too little meat."

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju glared at him angrily: "It's still a little, two pounds of pork was added."

Although eating meat is now allowed, no one in the compound can eat whatever they want like their family.

Fortunately, after liberalization, buns and dumplings were made more frequently in the compound.

The difference is just in the quality of the filling.

Xizi chuckled and muttered: "You don't even look at how many people there are in our family!"

With an average of four buns per person, Wang Qiuju would have to cook it for a long time no matter what the family ate.

After listening to Xizi's words, Wang Qiuju ignored him and kept to herself. She put the newly made buns into the basket and steamed them in a pot.

Yang Xiaole was eating steamed buns and asked with a smile: "Mom, what did Uncle Zhao's family say about Zhao Jianguo!"

Wang Qiuju put the last pot of steamed buns in to steam, and said without looking back: "I told you to ask Madam Wang to tell me, what do you mean by asking Qu Ying?"

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole didn't care.

If they can just retreat, forget it.

If he is still stalking and even ruining Qu Ying's reputation, then don't blame him for making Zhao Jianguo have a bad reputation throughout the alley.

As for asking Qu Ying, it would be strange if he agreed.

In the evening the whole family came back and ate at home.

"Wheat, Xiaoli, Xizi, Xiaole, you guys will have dinner later and follow me to the back to clean the house. The people over there have moved out, and I've got the key."

While eating, the eldest brother spoke to several people.

After hearing what he said, Yang Xiaole felt that nothing would happen anyway, so he agreed: "Okay, let's go there together later."

As for the few remaining small ones, they have to go anyway.

The eldest brother has spoken.

While Yang Guangzhi was eating, he thought of something and asked Yang Xiaole, "Have you been to your uncle's place recently? What is he doing now?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole shook his head: "I haven't been there for a long time, what's wrong? My uncle should be over there at the farm!"

During difficult times, I often ran to my uncle, but now I have let go of many things.

Chicken, fish, meat and eggs are all open for sale, as long as you have money.

Of course, the uncle doesn't need him to deliver things.

Basically I haven’t been there much this year.

However, the uncle now brings something over from time to time. Last time he went to Xiehe Hospital for a prenatal check-up, he even brought a big pig head over.

But now my uncle seems to be busy working on the farm.

I only come back occasionally.

A few years ago, major enterprises in the city and rural communes jointly established non-staple food bases to solve the food and non-staple food problems of workers in their units.

Now that the situation has improved, most of the small-scale ones have been returned to the communes.

The large factories have been retained, and the ownership rights are still owned by the major units.

It's just that most of the people on today's farms are no longer the original workers, and many are people who have undergone agricultural transformation.

Yang Guangchun shook his head: "It's okay, I'll just tell you that the deputy director of our factory went to the farm to participate in the transformation. It seems that he is at your uncle's farm."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was thinking about it.

Many people have gone to the farm now.

Several school leaders from the Fourth Middle School and the Sixth Middle School also went to farms, but he didn't ask if they were going to his uncle's farm.

Thinking of this, he pondered there.

If someone in the family goes to the mountains to go to the countryside, she plans to send wheat or Xiaoli to her uncle's farm.

My uncle is taking care of me, and it's not too far from the city, just dozens of kilometers away.

He and Xizi should follow the large army to see the vast world of the countryside.

Of course, the nature of this rural village is different from the one he stayed in before, and he will appear in a different identity.

There was no further discussion of this topic.

The main conversation was naturally about the possibility of my father dividing the house at the end of the year, and the latest news on the radio about the South.

Now Yang Guangzhi is very concerned about the situation.

In other words, the elders and aunties in the current 49 cities are very concerned about these things.

Now the south is not at peace, and the monkey was beaten by the big beauty.

The war to resist M and aid Vietnam began.

……

After dinner, I left my mother and pregnant sister-in-law to take care of the child. My eldest brother led a few people, carrying buckets, towels, and brooms, and went to the alley behind.

Obviously the eldest brother has been here.

This is also a courtyard with three entrances. No one lives in the back room. The eldest brother’s house is in the two rooms in the west wing.

After coming in, the eldest brother said hello to the people in the yard.

Then the five people opened the door and began to tidy up the house.

"Brother, are you sure you still want to clean?"

Xizi looked at the empty room and asked curiously.

Yang Xiaole was not surprised at all.

The difficult years and the high-priced goods that followed really broke the pockets of most ordinary families.

There is really no money left.

Naturally, everything that can be sold has been sold.

No matter how valuable it is, a room of furniture is still worth dozens of dollars.

The eldest brother was also happy when he saw this, and said with a smile: "I just came over to take a look, but I didn't go into the house. I just got the key this afternoon. This family asked someone in the factory to tell me if I wanted furniture. I I thought I had it at home, so I didn’t want it. They probably sold it.”

He looked around and said, "Okay, Xiaoli, you two sweep the floor, and the three of us wipe the grille. We'll put up the wallpaper another day."

Hearing this, Xiaoli muttered: "It's better to leave it to us! You and your sister-in-law have moved away, and it will be empty again."

"Then you didn't tell me earlier?" the eldest brother said, and then smiled: "You two just have the same bed, wouldn't it be great! I will buy you an old one and ask Uncle Li to transport it back one day."

Xiaoli stuck out her tongue and agreed.

The two of them followed Mai to sweep the floor.

The remaining three people were busy wiping the grilles.

We moved in on Sunday. We usually don’t have time, so we can only come over in the evening.

Everyone was busy there.

It's actually quite clean, and there aren't any messy plastic bags or anything like that.

Rags can be sold as scrap or given away, and waste paper can also be sold.

Even broken wood, if not sold as scrap, can be used as firewood and given to people in the compound.

Except for some trivial garbage on the ground, there was nothing messy.

"Tear off the window paper. I'll buy some window paper tomorrow to paste it up."

The eldest brother explained to several people.

Seeing this, Xizi hurriedly said: "Brother, I can tear it apart for you, but don't let me get confused! We don't have time."

The eldest brother rolled his eyes: "I know, this Saturday, I will take your sister-in-law for a check-up. Then I will take a day off and do it myself, okay? You don't need to fool me."

Hearing this, Xizi smiled.

I took a broom to sweep away the cobwebs on the roof, and then went to tear off the window paper.

By the way, tearing off window paper is not easy either.

I was busy until about nine o'clock, but I still wasn't done. I was planning to come back tomorrow night.

Several people returned home carrying their things.

Most of the people in the compound went to bed.

Yang Xiaole looked over at Qu Ying, who was reading a foreign novel.

The people of the Zhao family are not very good-looking.

Apparently I've hit a wall.

Yang Xiaole naturally found an excuse to go to Master and secretly ran away to Qu Ying.

Qu Ying was not surprised at all by his coming in.

If this guy becomes a thief, the whole compound will probably suffer.

Yang Xiaole peeled himself clean in three strokes and got into bed.

"cold!"

In the darkness, Qu Ying muttered something.

Yang Xiaole smiled when he saw this: "It's okay, it will be warm in a while. By the way, Aunt Wang came to see you today?"

"Well, you know?"

"Nonsense, the whole compound knows about this, can I not know about it?"

After hearing this, Qu Ying hugged her and said with a smile: "I know, then you still ask."

Yang Xiaole chuckled: "What do you think! Then I have to know something! This inexplicable daughter-in-law is being stared at by others, I must feel uncomfortable!"

Hearing this, Qu Ying muttered angrily: "Who is your wife? I'm not!"

"Hey, I said you are, you are, tell me, did Mrs. Zhao say anything unpleasant? If they go too far, I will kill Zhao Jianguo."

Yang Xiaole smiled and then said calmly.

When Qu Ying heard this, she thought he was just joking.

After all, who is angry these days? There are so many people who are said to have killed them, but few have actually been killed.

But Qu Ying didn't know why, but her back felt a little cold.

He pushed him and said with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about! When Aunt Wang came to me, I told her that I lost my grain book before and he secretly planned to exchange it for grain. I actually knew about it. I told her Aunt Wang said that I despise Zhao Jianguo. "

"Oh, are you really so direct?"

Yang Xiaole was surprised, then asked with a smile.

"Ang, yes, it will save you trouble later!"

Qu Ying hugged him, rubbed her head against his neck, and said with a smile: "I also said that I actually have a partner."

"My dear, how dare you say this! Then tell me, who is it?"

Yang Xiaole asked with a knowing smile.

"Humph, it's not you anyway!"

"You're so brave! Dare you say it's not me..."

Yang Xiaole turned over and said with a smile: "I will teach you the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Rules today."

"Ah, what are you doing...why are you...oooo"

Then the mouth was sealed.

The two sang the children's song "Pull the Carrot"

No, there are also radishes.

……

More than an hour later, Yang Xiaole lay there refreshed.

Qu Ying, on the other hand, had a rosy face and closed her eyes, opening her eyes like a little goldfish.

After a while, Qu Ying finally recovered and drew circles on his body with her little finger.

"By the way, I want you to move out!"

Yang Xiaole suddenly spoke.

After hearing this, Qu Ying was stunned for a moment and her face turned a little pale.

Just as she was thinking about it, Yang Xiaole continued: "Now that houses can still be bought and sold, I want to buy you two houses, and then add yours, for a total of three! What do you think?"

This is what he has always thought.

If he could find a house like Qiao Yan's, with a small independent courtyard where he wouldn't have to be disturbed by people in the courtyard, it would be convenient for him to go there.

Qu Ying has reached her age now. Today there is no Zhao Guojian, but tomorrow there will be Sun Jianguo and Wang Jianguo.

Of course, this is just an idea.

Haven't made a decision yet.

So now I am discussing with Qu Ying.

When Qu Ying heard what was going on, her brain exploded and she wanted to question Yang Xiaole.

She was already like this, losing her virginity to him without any name or status.

He also wanted to push her out.

How could we not make her sad!
The fingernails are almost scratching the palm of the hand.

But after hearing what happened next, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After pondering for a while, he asked, "Why, I feel like it's good to live next to you!"

Yang Xiaole thought for a while and then expressed his thoughts.

After listening, Qu Ying tightened her arms around Yang Xiaole.

Even during the Republic of China, houses in Sijiucheng were rare items.

In other words, houses have always been important.

Having a house means having a home.

Yang Xiaole spent a lot of money on her, and she knew it, but the meaning of the house was different.

After thinking for a while, he said: "That's okay, you can do it as you see fit!"

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole was thinking about it.

It seems that the house that was previously prepared for my eldest brother and dad is no longer needed, because even though the downsizing has not ended, there is no notice.

But no one came to see them anymore.

They have calmed down a bit in the past two years, and everything that can be arranged has been arranged. Naturally, they will not be allowed to return to the countryside.

If you give this house to Qu Ying.

What should Qiao Yan do?

Buy another set?
If this feels like taking off your pants and farting, you might as well buy a new set for Qu Ying.

(Actually, some people still have doubts about whether they could buy a house under public-private partnership at that time. Below is a picture borrowed from a friend. From the transaction contracts in 61, 62, 63, and even early 66, there were contracts in cities, districts and counties, and rural areas.

By the way, I would like to explain that the details of private house renovation only apply to buildings with a building area of ​​more than 150 square meters or more than ten houses. Of course, there are no private rooms in the back. )
Yang Xiaole looked at Qu Ying, whose arms were filled with happiness, and was speechless for a while.

Isn't it just a house?

As for?
When we start looking for her tomorrow, just stay away from the alley here.

But then he thought about it, should he use his status as a Hong Kong Islander to buy a few western-style buildings here?
It's not for the future appreciation of the house, but for future convenience.

For example, Tibetans.

Finally thought about it and gave up.

I bought it but didn’t want to live in it.

That guy, it's weird that he can't be stared at, he thinks he's an enemy agent!
(End of this chapter)