Chapter 31 Cannot change, can only be cultivated

Follow Wu Guilan to complete a set of formalities.

Liu Qingqing took out a dozen national grain coupons of different denominations from her pocket.

As for why Wu Guilai often exchanged grain coupons for going out, she did not ask in detail, because she was not familiar with him and might make him feel uncomfortable.

But it was right to give him what he wanted.

Wu Guilai thought that it was just the benefit of collecting two kilograms of fine grain, plus the favor she had done last time, since the request was within her management scope, she reluctantly lent a hand.

As for the future, the two of them were not familiar with each other, so there was no future.

"This..." She looked at the grain coupons that had just been stuffed into her hand.

She quickly pushed it back: "That won't do. I can't ask for your food coupons."

Liu Qingqing held her hand: "There are too many people around, Sister Wu, please stop arguing. Sister Wu and I have a connection, and I asked you to help me with such a big thing. If you continue to do this, Sister Wu, it will be too formal."

Wu Guilan looked out the window and put the money in her pocket.

"Then Sister Wu won't be polite to you. I will invite you to my home later."

"It's settled, Sister Wu, I'll go back first. I'm still busy at the food station. If the school needs to pay for exams or something, I'll have to trouble you to worry about it." It was just a polite remark. Everyone knew when this would be and what was settled.

Wu Guilan's mind moved, and she smiled and said, "Sister, it doesn't have to be so complicated. I can issue you a certificate in two months."

Liu Qingqing was stunned. She didn't expect there was such an operation. She hurriedly smiled and thanked.

After everyone left, Wu Guilan took out the food coupons and counted them. The expiration date was still a long time, and she didn't have to exchange the coupons for a few months.

Since the resumption of classes, the school has been in chaos.

Now it is important to pull out three typical examples from each unit, and criticize them for no reason.

The teachers and leaders of the school dare not ask too much about the students.

In the past year, as long as a student said that he went to participate in the Red Guard activities, or went somewhere to find a typical example. Ask the school to issue a graduation certificate in advance, the school will issue it.

So it was not difficult for Wu Guilan to issue it to her in advance.

She had thought wrong before. It was a good deal to be able to maintain a grain station relationship with such a small thing.

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As soon as she got off work, she saw the door god standing not far away.

Liu Qingqing's brisk steps slowed down.

She sorted out her facial expression: "Why are you here again today?"

"I came to get a marriage certificate. I'll come to see you after I get it." Song Jinglin handed over two pieces of paper with red background and yellow characters.

Liu Qingqing took it in a hurry. There was a great man's head printed on the front, and a big "loyalty" character below.

The characters on the side were also revolutionary slogans with the characteristics of the times.

It was called a marriage certificate, but it was just two pieces of harder paper, similar to the feeling of cardboard.

Opening the folded page, on the left was written "Supreme Instructions" and a long paragraph of revolutionary thought.

On the right were three big red characters "Marriage Certificate".

Filled in the names of the two people, ages, and voluntary marriage, etc. Then printed two big red seals, without even a photo.

She finally understood why the certificate could be issued without anyone going.

"To do this, you don't even need to show up?" She raised the small book in her hand.

"Our marriage was arranged by the village. I reported it to the army last year. The army has already received the local investigation results. This time I can just go to the local area to fill it out." Song Jinglin explained briefly.

No matter what the reason was, since he was already married, he had no intention of regretting it. After returning to the army, he directly applied for love and marriage.

We can get the certificate as soon as he comes back.

Liu Qingqing nodded and understood.

That is to say, without her knowing anything, the political review has been completed.

It seems that it is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed.

Although she also felt before that unless the man regrets, it is unlikely to change.

In this case, her attitude will change.

"Okay, let's each get one?" Although the words were interrogative, his hands moved quickly and put one into his pocket.

"Are we going to the state-owned hotel for dinner?" Song Jinglin did not object and raised his hand to take the other marriage certificate.

"What kind of family, go to the hotel every day? I'll take you to the cafeteria." This should be used.

Song Jinglin suddenly smiled.

"You're fine. You're making me cringe. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Let's go." He coughed twice. Could he say that he remembered the day she got married and went straight to the table to serve a bowl of food before going back to the house?

His current thoughts and style are completely different from before marriage.

Liu Qingqing first took the lunch box from the back warehouse, and after entering the cafeteria, she sent Song Jinglin away and asked him to sit there and wait.

Her temporary place, there was no place to sit or table.

Let's finish eating in the cafeteria.

"Xiao Liu, hurry up and serve the food. There's meat today." Sister Li saw her and greeted her.

"Sister Li, I want to take a day off with you." Liu Qingqing lowered her head and said with a bit of "embarrassment".

"Oh, okay, sister understands, understands." Sister Li frowned for a while and went to the window next to her.

Liu Qingqing went straight to Master Yu's window: "Uncle Yu, is there meat today? Give me a portion."

Master Yu took the lunch box: "Today the sun is rising from the west, Xiao Liu is here to get the meat dishes."

"Not so good, the sun was in the west when I came in just now." He pointed to him.

Master Yu paused with his hand movements, which was a bit choking.

Just like a fool has his own way of making people angry, he knew that the other party was a straight-minded person and didn't mean that, but he just felt like he was holding his breath.

"Uncle Yu, why are your hands shaking? You're not feeling well."

Master Yu gave her another spoonful of food: "It's okay, it's just an old problem."

"Well, then you have to take care of yourself. Your body is the capital of revolution. You have to go and see it when you have time." Liu Qingqing took the lunch box handed over by Master Yu with a serious and caring look.

Liu Qingqing made four steamed buns for Song Jinglin according to his appetite yesterday. As for herself, she would not make it hard for herself today and would also make a steamed bun. She turned around and walked to the table with two lunch boxes. Song Jinglin came to her in one step: "I'll take it." "Okay." She stretched out both hands and gave them to him. Why should she be polite? A man needs to work, no matter whether it is a big job or a small job, you have to satisfy him.

Chapter 32 Poor Liu Qingqing

To be honest, the food at the grain station is more attractive than other places.

The main reason is that they are willing to use more oil, and each dish looks greasy.

This is also the reason why many employees are willing to spend money to get food from the canteen and eat it at home.

It is full of oil and cheap. It is more cost-effective than buying vegetables and cooking them yourself.

However, Liu Qingqing is very disgusted with such greasy dishes. She eats slowly and only eats a few bites of vegetables. The rest is dry and choking steamed buns.

"Eat more vegetables." Song Jinglin pushed the lunch box towards her.

"No, I'm full."

Liu Qingqing complained in her heart that state-owned hotels dare not use so much oil when cooking, which really highlights the advantages of grain stations.

However, her behavior is different in the eyes of those who have ulterior motives.

"This Xiao Liu is not clear-headed. She is reluctant to eat and drink the money she earns. She spends it all on men, and she doesn't even eat the delicious food she gets when the man comes back." Sister Li took Fu Meili from the finance office and started complaining as she walked out of the canteen.

"I really didn't see Xiao Liu like this."

"Meili, listen to my advice. When you are looking for a partner, you must not look for someone who doesn't care about others. Even if you have a partner, you must not be stupid like Xiao Liu, who is so picky about herself and tries to find a man."

Fu Meili nodded: "Don't worry, Sister Li, I'm not that stupid."

She has the looks and the background, and there are many good partners waiting for her to choose.

But this is also a wake-up call. You can't just look at the appearance of a person when looking for a partner.

Look at this guy in the room. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. He has good conditions, but he doesn't love his wife. He is even stingy with her food and drink. This is not okay.

She has to be careful when looking for a partner.

"Xiao Liu is also very pitiful."

Sister Li nodded: "He is from the village and his conditions are not very good. He has to be humble and work hard for others. But Xiao Liu is a good person. He never talks too much. He works hard and is a bit honest. You won't suffer any loss if you come into contact with such a person."

"That's right." Fu Meili nodded absent-mindedly.

There is no need to bother with such a person.

Besides, he only tore up a form from her occasionally, and he quickly filled it up.

It's boring.

Liu Qingqing is closest to Sister Li, and Sister Li usually pushes some work to her.

She pretends to be good in front of Sister Li, and always reveals her "life" with honest words.

As a result, Sister Li feels that she is committing a great sin by "bullying others".

After this period of ideological indoctrination, Sister Li observes that Liu Qingqing, this lady, has a good character.

They can't bully honest people.

Watching Fu Meili leave, she felt that she had done a great deed.

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During the meal, Liu Qingqing told Song Jinglin about the adjustment of leave.

Taking the small cloth bag packed by Liu Qingqing, the two of them headed towards Taoshan Village.

He remained calm on the face of his wife's sudden return home, but his heart was already in turmoil.

He thought about what he should say when they were alone at night.

Then he thought about the poor construction of the house at home, which was not soundproof at all, and should be renovated.

He walked faster and faster as he was nervous.

Liu Qingqing glanced at the person next to her who was walking faster and faster with her head down. This was because she was taking a lot of drugs.

Otherwise, how many women could keep up with her.

"What are you thinking about?" It was dark all the way, and the people next to her were not bright either. She would not feel very excited without some sound.

"The house should be renovated." When asked by Liu Qingqing, Song Jinglin blurted out.

He realized it after he said it, pursed his lips, and cursed himself in his heart.

"Ah?" Want to renovate the house? Liu Qingqing's mind was full of questions: "Didn't the house just get renovated a few years ago?"

Every family in the village has to renovate it every ten or eight years. If there are minor problems such as leaks and damage, you can just go up and fix it yourself.

The Song family's house was renovated before Liu Qingqing got married. At that time, the Song family had more and more children, so the two rooms of the Song family were given to the old couple. They built two more rooms, one for the old couple and one for the second son's marriage.

Song Jinglin's mind was all messed up at this moment, and he replied calmly: "Well, I forgot."

Liu Qingqing pulled the corner of her mouth. Hasn't she lived there for several days?

It was obvious that the answer was not sincere.

We will definitely live together from now on, so we can't get used to it: "Then it's not that you have a bad memory, it's probably that your eyesight is not good."

Song Jinglin looked at her sideways.

She blinked, smiled and turned her head to stare at the road ahead.

If you don't keep an eye on the road, you might stumble.

Song Jinglin was a little confused. What she said just now seemed to be a sarcasm to him, and he thought she was angry.

Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem like she is angry.

He thought for a while and still didn't say anything. How to explain this? His embarrassing thoughts are not something he can say in front of her.

Let's change the subject.

"How long can I work at the grain station?"

Liu Qingqing counted on her fingers: "Only about 30 days."

Song Jinglin nodded: "I think your place is not very good, I will ask for a place for you tomorrow."

The food in the canteen is not bad, and he observed that the work is not too tiring. This makes people look pale, so there is only one way to live.

Liu Qingqing exclaimed: "Where is the place?"

"I'll look for it first."

She nodded vigorously, thinking that it might not be visible until dark: "Okay, then you look for it, maybe you can get a permanent job."

It is impossible to get a permanent job, but it doesn't matter if she says so.

She also thought about getting a place to live, which is better than the current situation.

However, in the 1970s, it was a planned economy, and houses were allocated, and private transactions were not allowed.

Even if she had money, it would be useless.

Seeing her so excited about this, Song Jinglin couldn't help but smile.

Chapter 33 Physiology Class

"Qingcao, why are you back?" Song's mother heard the door ring and thought it was her son who came back. She was about to say something to him, but she didn't expect her daughter-in-law to come back with him.

Although she changed her name, no matter whether it was her family or the villagers, they still called her Qingcao when they saw her. She didn't correct it, so she just let it be.

But it didn't sound like she was welcome.

Liu Qingqing glanced at Song Jinglin, then turned around and smiled, "I took a day off with an older sister."

"You must be tired from walking together. Have you eaten?" Song's mother realized that there was something wrong with her words and hurried to make up for it.

Liu Qingqing: "I ate. I dragged Jinglin to eat with me in the cafeteria, otherwise he would have to run back hungry."

"..."Yes, her son is the stupidest.

Song's mother's smile faded a little: "Then you two should go back and rest."

"Okay, your son has to go to the battlefield, and I'm a little out of breath from running all the way. Then let's go into the house first." Liu Qingqing said without blushing and walking towards her own room.

Song's mother looked at her son who followed behind and just said hello, and she was furious.

She entered the main room and slammed the door.

"Don't use so much force, you're about to break it."

Song's mother: "I just slammed the door like this, and it can be broken??"

Song's father frowned, what's wrong with this?

"The second son has only been back for a few days."

Mother Song sat down on the bed: "You are still angry with me for just a few days."

"Isn't he just back with his wife? Why are you angry? What's the matter? You want to live in the same room with your wife instead of your wife."

Mother Song's eyes were blazing with anger. She turned around and slapped the old man twice. She was so angry that she could only say: "What are you talking about."

Father Song waved her hand away impatiently: "It's true. The second son only comes back once every one or two years. Don't you want him to have a son?"

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Familiar taste, familiar recipe, if there wasn't someone next to her who was not suitable to watch the excitement together, she would have wanted to laugh.

Maybe they never made any noise in this room, so the old lady didn't know that the house was not soundproof.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have arranged one thing here and another outside.

If she knew that her son could hear her pretending to be nice at the door but cursing inside, what kind of expression would she have?

Expectation.

Song Jinglin was a little embarrassed. He didn't know how the house was built, but he could hear it so clearly.

Although the family was still struggling because of the debt when the house was built.

But he sent ten yuan to his family every month at that time, and it should have been paid back in a few years.

Besides, it doesn't cost more than a few dozen yuan to build a house in the village, so how could the house be built like this?

Song Jinglin scratched his hair and turned around to see that his wife had finished washing and started to soak her feet.

He also hurried outside to wash himself.

The water in early April was still cool, but why did he feel his face getting hotter and hotter the more he washed?

Liu Qingqing changed into the pure cotton pajamas she had sewn by herself.

The cut was loose, but tightly wrapped. It was completely in line with the characteristics of the times.

When Song Jinglin entered the room with a red face like a monkey's butt, he saw his wife untying the rubber bands of her two small brush heads.

After untying them, Liu Qingqing took a comb and combed her hair.

This kind of brush head is actually quite uncomfortable. It hangs on both sides of the neck every day, which is very uncomfortable.

In a low-key and sociable way of survival, being unique and different here may be the reason why you go to the Northwest.

There was a kerosene lamp in the room, and the dim firelight reflected on her face, which made him see the hazy beauty.

Song Jinglin's feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, and he couldn't move forward even half a step.

"Turn off the lights in a while." Liu Qingqing was fearless. She didn't find anything in the dark on the road before.

If she didn't understand it now, she must be out of her mind.

This man was thinking about that.

Although she had never experienced it, she was not afraid at all.

Song Jinglin was opened up by these words, as if he had been freed from the spell of immobilization.

He quickly turned off the lights and climbed onto the bed, and his hands and feet were as nimble as if he had done it in one go.

Liu Qingqing blinked in the dark, wanting to laugh but trying hard to hold it back.

Song Jinglin lay flat beside her. The bed was not big, and with his big body, he felt that he would fall to the ground if he moved a little.

The two of them were covered with a quilt, seemingly shoulder to shoulder and legs to legs, but in fact they were not touching at all.

As the night deepened, Liu Qingqing saw that he had not moved, and the draft he had written was not used. His dazed body slowly relaxed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

As a result, he was sprayed in the face by the breath of the person who came over just as he was about to fall asleep.

Liu Qingqing was startled and woke up.

In the darkness, through the moonlight shining through the window, Song Jinglin only felt that the two almond eyes of the person in front of him were flickering.

He couldn't control himself.

Why is it different in the daytime and in the night? His eyes are bright and his face is watery.

Completely different from the dry, haggard, and earthy person in the daytime.

If Liu Qingqing knew that he described himself like this in his mind every day, she would have spit in his face.

She just put on a common makeup, which was exactly the same as the complexion of Sister Li next door. Many people around her had similar complexions.

"Why don't you sleep?" Liu Qingqing asked knowingly.

Song Jinglin had beads of sweat on his nose: "That, I got married, so I have to do that."

He stammered a few words.

"Well, yes, but I'm on my period, so I can't." The word "aunt" definitely didn't appear. Taoshan Village generally said it was menstruation.

Song Jinglin looked confused and didn't understand what she was talking about.

Liu Qingqing never thought that he wouldn't know, and she changed from menstruation to menstruation and menstrual water.

He searched his intestines and scraped his stomach and used all the descriptive words.

The other party was getting more and more confused.

Liu Qingqing was helpless, and she sat up all of a sudden.

He gave this person a good physiology lesson.

Song Jinglin's face turned red and white, and finally whispered: "Then go to bed early, go to bed early. Are you uncomfortable now? I'll go to your mother's room to get you some brown sugar, you lie down first."

Liu Qingqing stopped him: "What time is it now? The old couple are probably asleep. Besides, they have brushed their teeth, so they don't want to drink."

After lying down, Song Jinglin silently put his hand on her belly through her clothes, without moving at all.

Liu Qingqing felt comfortable, and her consciousness gradually blurred.

In the popular science just now, she also brought some private goods, including the impact of menstruation on emotions and the impact on the body.

Contact with cold water during menstruation may result in infertility.

Then she also talked about how to improve menstrual, physical and emotional discomfort.

The effect is good, I listened to it.

Chapter 34: Separation

Liu Qingqing's biological clock made her accustomed to waking up early.

She didn't see Song Jinglin for a moment, but there was a warm infusion bottle in her quilt.

This kind of glass infusion bottle is a rare and precious good thing.

Only people who are hospitalized or work in the hospital can get it.

Villagers almost never go to the hospital all year round. Even if they feel uncomfortable, they will only go to the village doctor.

Wang Youde of Taoshan Village only prescribes pills and doesn't do infusions, so there are only a few infusion bottles in the village.

Liu Qingqing touched the remaining warmth of the infusion bottle and was satisfied.

After getting up, washing and dressing up, she found a patched jacket worn in the village and put it on.

"Sister-in-law is back, but did she come back empty-handed?"

"What? Did Song Jinglin come back without anything for his parents? That's really unfilial, I'll tell him off later." Liu Qingqing said sternly.

Tian Cuixiang frowned, how could she be fine if her mother-in-law heard this?

"Eldest daughter-in-law, stop talking nonsense, did Jinglin eat the candy he brought for your child?" Sure enough, when Song's mother heard that her son was involved, she immediately became unhappy.

Tian Cuixiang quickly calmed down: "Mom, I didn't say that about my second brother."

Liu Qingqing smiled: "Then you are talking about me. Why do we in the Song family count filial piety to the elderly based on the number of people, not the whole family? Then you, sister-in-law, must make up for it quickly. Don't forget the share of Maotou, Dani, and Erni. When you make up for it, I promise that I won't bring any card shells."

Tian Cuixiang raised her voice: "Sister-in-law, what you said is true. Aren't we digging for food in the soil? We can't compare with you who eat the food of the state. We have to bring something back home when we go home."

"Sister-in-law, what are you saying? That's not right. Our Jinglin sends ten yuan home every month. Look around, not to mention the whole village, even the whole brigade, who can be more filial to their parents in a month? Jinglin doesn't keep a penny, and sends his allowance home every month. I don't spend a penny of his salary. We eat and drink at home, and ten yuan a month is not filial piety? Then the eldest sister-in-law must give more. Tell me how much? I have to promote your filial piety to the eldest sister-in-law. "Liu Qingqing's words were soft and gentle, but every word hit Song's mother's face.

Song's mother, who loves face the most, can't let the two of them embarrass the old Song family.

Song's mother's face suddenly darkened, and she shouted outside the door: "Big brother, if your wife doesn't want to live a good life, send her back to her parents' home. If you don't want to live like this either, separate from her quickly, and don't live a good life every day but mess up my house."

Song Jingchun had heard the women's lawsuit in the house a long time ago. He was talking with his brother in the yard. He was embarrassed and didn't know what to do when his wife was making trouble. He wanted to say a few words to ease the situation with his brother, but was called out by his mother.

Song's father came out of the house and walked slowly to the dining table.

Song Jingchun pulled his wife's arm, and Tian Cuixiang shook it off with force, looking unconvinced.

"Big brother, since this family is not peaceful, you should separate from each other!" Song's father's words shocked everyone.

Song's mother had just threatened her eldest daughter-in-law, but she didn't expect the old man to be so serious.

Song Jingchun quickly begged for mercy: "Dad, it's Cuixiang's fault, I'll let her apologize."

Liu Qingqing's expression was indifferent, and it didn't matter to her whether they broke up or not.

Song Jinglin was a little dazed.

This scene was familiar, but also different.

In his memory, his daughter-in-law didn't argue with others so well.

She didn't argue with others, just sat there indifferently, with a smile on her face.

He walked up to Liu Qingqing and said, "Dad, I have been sending my allowance to my family these years, every month. Now that I have a family, I can't say that I can't spend a penny of my allowance on my wife. What's the point? I will give you five yuan every month in the future, and I have to plan the rest for my children in the future."

Song's mother was shocked: "Qingcao is pregnant?"

Liu Qingqing twitched her lips. What a joke, her son has only been back for a few days.

"Mom, I mean later." Song Jinglin was a little embarrassed.

"Ah, later, yes, later." Song's mother was embarrassed. At this moment, she was shocked by the old man and didn't use her brain.

Song's father was silent for a moment and nodded: "Okay, Jinglin has sent enough money home these years."

Tian Cuixiang's eyes were wide open, and it seemed that things were about to get out of control.

She repeatedly expressed her opinion: "Dad, I was just arguing with my brother and sister-in-law. How can we split up our family when we are living well? We should keep everything as before. Otherwise, it will be embarrassing for outsiders. Who in the village would argue about splitting up the family when their parents are still alive?"

"That's right, old man, don't mix it up. It's a joke to talk about splitting up the quarrel between old women." Song's mother followed closely to persuade.

Tian Cuixiang turned to Liu Qingqing and smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Sister-in-law, I am a simple-minded person. Don't take my words to heart."

Liu Qingqing laughed, and when everyone looked at her, she said to Tian Cuixiang: "I am also a straightforward person who speaks my mind. I really don't tell any lies. Sister-in-law, you must understand."

Song Jinglin listened and laughed secretly in his heart. This was a word that could not be taken at a loss.

No matter how angry Tian Cuixiang was after hearing this, she didn't make a fuss anymore.

Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Song's mother breathed a sigh of relief. The old man was just making trouble every day.

Father Song looked up at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were trying their best to whitewash the situation: "Let's make it like this. You can grab the things in the house and divide them into three parts. Anyway, Jinglin and his wife are not at home all year round, so it's no different from splitting up the family."

Mother Song said anxiously: "So what? Splitting up means we have two families."

"If the family is split up, he is no longer your son?" Father Song slammed the table: "Shut up."

Mother Song's face turned pale. This old man didn't give her face in front of his son and daughter-in-law for the first time.

Liu Qingqing looked at Song Jinglin and blinked at his gaze: This has nothing to do with me.

Song Jinglin didn't get what she wanted to say, and only gave her a soothing look in return.

Song's mother was very angry about the indifference of her youngest son and daughter-in-law. It was obvious whether they were on the same side as her.

Look at the elders, why are they all speaking for her?

"Big brother, go and call your village chief uncle and uncle after dinner." Song's father ordered.

Some people had a tasteless breakfast, while others were indifferent.

Song's mother ate a few mouthfuls, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She pushed the bowl into her room in anger.

Chapter 35 Teaching Wife from Behind

Mother Song heard the noise at the door and saw that it was the old man. She turned around and turned most of her body to the back, sulking with her back to him.

"Tell me what you are angry about?" Father Song took out a cigarette bag from under the bed, rubbed it for a while and put it back.

Mother Song turned her head and her eyes were spitting fire: "Don't you know why I am angry? Besides, you said that the second son and his wife are not at home much. Whether they are separated or not, they still live the same way. Why do you have nothing to do and do such a thing as taking off your pants and farting?"

Father Song didn't think so in his heart.

"Let's talk about the old family first. They already have three children, and who knows when they will have to have more. Your old body has to earn full work points every day, and you have to help pick up children. You can't even eat a few mouthfuls every day. How many years can you hold on? Let's talk about work points. The few work points they have are not enough to feed the people in their family. If we put them together, we can make up for it. Will you be fine after that? No, I won't. It means you hide the trough cake and eat it secretly. The second child brings you some cakes, you share a little today, and give a piece tomorrow, but in the end, grandma is still stingy. She is very smart, saying that she will not divide the family, why? Don't you have any calculations in your mind? "

"You want to divide the eldest child as well?" Song's mother was surprised: "What is this for."

"I just said so much, you didn't think it through?" Song's father looked at the old woman with a sidelong look.

Song's mother thought for a while and whispered: "It is true that we are at a disadvantage, but don't we still have to rely on our son in the future?"

"Then you only have one son?" Song's father glanced at her.

Song's mother frowned: "The second son is so far away, and he can't help."

"Did you lend me ten yuan a month? Now we can still do it, the eldest brother is kind, but what about in the future? You are taking advantage of the second son now and hurting him. You think you are smart, but you have blocked your own way out. Think about it carefully, is it better to hold on to one side now, or to have ways to go on both sides in the future?"

Song's mother: "What? Do you still want to go to the second son when the time comes? I won't do it, leaving my hometown."

"If we don't split up, the eldest brother's money will belong to them. After splitting up, we can work more if we want to, and work less if we want to take it easy. Not to mention eight work points per person, even if it's six, the second brother's 100 yuan a year is enough for us to eat and drink well. Besides, the more this happens, the more the eldest brother's family will not dare to break the rules, otherwise, hum."

After saying this, Song's father said no more, tugged at his clothes and went to the main hall.

"Third brother, why do you want to split up?" Song's father's eldest brother was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, among the brothers, the third brother's family should be the least likely to split up. There are few people in the family, no conflicts, and good conditions.

"Brother, come and sit down. Nothing to do. Jinglin just came back. He has not been home for many days this year. It is actually no different from the separation of the family. I am worried about the old family because he is about to get married. The separation of the family will allow the village to allocate a piece of land for the eldest son to take care of things." Song's father said with a smile.

"Brother, you are here? Come and sit down and have a glass of water."

"I thought something happened at home. I was very worried." Seeing that the couple were in a good mood, Uncle Song was relieved.

The two chatted, and soon the village chief arrived.

Tian Cuixiang listened to her father-in-law's words and suddenly remembered that her eldest son was twelve years old and would have to get married in three to five years.

I had never thought about this before, but my father-in-law has a long-term vision.

After thinking about it, it's better to divide it. It's better to have the money in my own hands. Besides, the three children are not young anymore, so it won't be a big deal.

Now the most important thing is things and money.

The things in the house are clear at a glance, and Tian Cuixiang knows how much money there is. She keeps calculating in her mind and lists them one by one in advance, for fear that she will get less things later.

Pots, bowls, pans, household utensils, chickens in the yard, pigs in the back, there is nothing in the house and yard that is not divided.

Liu Qingqing stood aside and watched silently, it was quite interesting.

After everything was split into three parts, it was money. Liu's mother counted out the family assets - two hundred and twenty-three yuan.

In addition to the money Song Jinglin sent back every month, there were also annual work points from the brigade.

The two brothers of the Song family received 74 yuan each.

Song's father nodded secretly. He had told his wife not to hide it before, and now everything is quiet.

Liu Qingqing didn't expect that she could still get a share of the money. She was really surprised.

After everything was distributed, it was the issue of New Year's gifts.

Song Jinglin: "Dad, don't let me give five yuan a month as you said before."

Song's mother's lips moved slightly.

"I'll give it annually. Every year before the New Year, I will send back 100 yuan to the two elders." Song Jinglin said and looked at the old couple.

Song's mother...

She couldn't finish her words in one breath. She almost lost face in front of so many people.

I was wondering what was going on. It was obviously not as much as the ten yuan a month I gave him before, but when I thought about a hundred yuan a year, I felt it was appropriate.

Song's father smiled and said, "Okay, you are a good child, let's do as you say."

Song Jingchun said quickly, "Dad, we must not forget the festival gifts. We will send you two grains and meat at the end of the year."

"Well, it's enough to show your intention. It's just about paying attention to the little bit of heart, not the amount of things." Song's father nodded and still smiled.

"Brother Song, your two children are well raised."

After the village chief wrote the agreement, the two brothers of the Song family also pressed their fingerprints happily.

It was time to divide the pots and bowls.

Song Jinglin asked Liu Qingqing a few questions in a low voice.

Turning around, he said, "Dad, I'll leave my share of the household items at home. After all, I'm not living here, and Qingqing may have to come to my place in a while. Just leave a place for the two of us in the house. We'll come back to see you during the holidays."

Song's father nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's not the same thing for a couple to always be apart."

"Haha, Brother Song is lucky. No family in this world has ever met a family that is so cooperative as you are." The village chief stood up with a smile, "Okay, then I'll go back first."

Song Jinglin: "Uncle, uncle, don't be in a hurry to leave. It's almost noon. Come back after dinner."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"No, no."

"Big brother, sit down too."

...

The house was hot and noisy.

Outside the house, Song Jinglin took a knife and cut the neck of an old hen he had just divided.

Liu Qingqing watched the excitement from the side with a smile.

This chicken must have been just raised by Song's mother...

Chapter 36 Who is the most pitiful

The guests and hosts enjoyed the chicken dinner, except Song's mother.

She had heard her second son say that he didn't want to share the things, so she thought the chicken would not be taken away.

Unexpectedly.

He didn't take it away, but stewed it.

She was so distressed.

Liu Qingqing had to go to work the next day, and she didn't stay in the village at night.

After dinner, she and Song Jinglin went back to Liu's house. This was the first time to accompany his daughter-in-law to her parents' home.

Song Jinglin prepared a few bags of cakes and candies.

In addition, he stuffed five yuan into his mother-in-law's pocket.

Liu's mother was so happy that she showed her back teeth.

After sitting for a while, Liu Qingqing had to rush to a grain station.

If she didn't go back early, she would have to get up early and travel.

"I can go back by myself." Liu Qingqing waved to the people around her.

Song Jinglin looked at her helplessly: "I'll go and look at the house."

Liu Qingqing nodded: "You can go tomorrow."

It's late in the evening when we arrive in Wuning, where can we look at the house?

Song Jinglin didn't say anything, just took the bag from Liu Qingqing's shoulder.

Even if they are a couple, it's not nice to live at the grain station.

He planned to find a friend to look at it overnight.

He didn't expect Song's father to propose a separation, so the house should be settled as soon as possible.

In his opinion, the quarrel between the sisters-in-law is just a prelude.

It's likely that his father has wanted to separate.

Song's father has already arranged for the eldest son to hold the stick.

It happened that there was a gap in the middle of the house that was built later, and it was directly fenced out from here to form two courtyards.

Song Jingchun was confused, the second son and his wife were gone.

Why did his father do all this?

Just live like before and it's over.

But he didn't dare to ask, even though his father didn't talk much in the past few years.

A few years ago, he was beaten a lot.

Just do the work in your hands honestly.

It's not difficult to clamp the stick, just bury the wooden board deeper, line it up and nail it one by one.

But after clamping it, the door has to be opened separately.

He worked anxiously for the whole afternoon.

It was not until dinner time that he remembered that the kitchen was not on the old couple's side.

Song's father: "First, heat up the stew on the stove in the house, and find someone to build a stove tomorrow."

"You are so poor, what are you doing?" Song's mother walked around the yard in annoyance.

"Just want some peace and quiet." Song's father walked out of the door without looking back.

He had enough, and he had to listen to a few words when he smoked a pack of cigarettes.

Obviously, the family conditions are good, the sons have started families, and the two are at this age, why don't they eat something delicious and live a happy life?

The old woman has lived for most of her life, but she doesn't understand it at all.

She is not as clear-headed as him.

"Xiao Wu, find a few people to build a stove for uncle tomorrow."

"Third uncle, you are here, have you eaten?"

"I have, I have, early tomorrow, otherwise there will be nothing to eat."

"Uh, hey, hey, okay."

After giving instructions, Old Man Song walked home with his hands behind his back, humming an unknown tune.

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After arriving in Wuning, the couple did not go to the canteen of the grain station again.

They went straight to the state-owned restaurant.

The restaurant has dumplings today.

Liu Qingqing was thinking about vegetarian noodles, so she rejected Song Jinglin's invitation for dumplings very straightforwardly.

He could only order two pounds of pork and green onion dumplings for himself.

When the dumplings and noodles were served on the table, he looked helplessly at his wife who was drinking soup with her head down in front of him.

"Try two dumplings!"

"Eat them yourself, I don't want to eat dumplings today." Liu Qingqing picked up a few noodles with chopsticks without raising her head.

The taste is very different from meat noodles. The vegetarian noodle soup is fresh and light.

"How about trying one?" Song Jinglin looked eagerly.

Liu Qingqing looked up, and couldn't refuse the hospitality: "Okay."

"Xiao Liu?"

Liu Qingqing turned back following the voice: "Is it Sister Meili, just got off work?"

Although Fu Meili is not married yet, she is actually three years older than her.

Fu Meili smiled slightly: "Well, you guys eat, I'll sit over there."

"Okay Sister Meili."

The two of them said a few simple words, and Fu Meili returned to the opposite side of her blind date.

Thinking about the scene just now, the man had a bowl of dumplings in front of him, and Xiao Liu had a pitiful bowl of vegetarian noodles.

Oh, why would such a man come here, she must keep her eyes open.

"An acquaintance?"

Fu Meili smiled: "Yes, I am also from the grain station. What did you want?"

"Two bowls of vegetarian noodles, okay? What else do you want to eat?"

Fu Meili's face froze, and after a moment she relaxed and said: "That's fine."

The man opposite breathed a sigh of relief: "I also think it's not good to eat too much oil. I still eat something light before going to bed at night to make my stomach feel comfortable."

Fu Meili: ...

I've never seen a person who talks about stinginess so fresh and refined.

This person was introduced by my aunt, and she praised him like a flower.

He has good conditions, good character, and good looks.

She didn't see any of them. If he had good conditions, he would order vegetarian noodles for the first time they met?

If he had good character, could he come up with a lot of reasons to praise her?

Not to mention his appearance, he was not as good as the stingy man in Liu Qingqing's family.

Fu Meili smiled and took out five cents and two taels of grain coupons and handed them to the other party.

The man was stunned: "Meili, what are you doing?"

"This is our first meeting, I can't let you pay."

"It's my duty, male comrades should take care of female comrades."

"That won't work, if you don't accept it, I won't eat it."

"Hey, okay, I'll accept it, but I can't do anything about you."

Fu Meili...

What does this weird tone mean? Just now she felt sorry for Liu Qingqing, but now she feels that she is the most pitiful.

She speeded up her eating speed, trying to deal with this situation quickly.

"Meili, eat slowly, are you hungry? Your grain station is too hard. We will be together in the future. I will support you, and you can rest at home and do whatever you want."

Fu Meili made a few random remarks, and encouraged herself in her heart. She was about to finish this bowl of noodles, come on.

"Sister Meili, I'm leaving first." Liu Qingqing and Song Jinglin passed by them.

Fu Meili stood up excitedly: "Xiao Liu, there is a problem with your order yesterday. You didn't come today. Come back with me."

Liu Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly. This sister shouldn't be like this.

Fu Meili is simple and proud, and is easily instigated by others.

In addition to being used as a gun at the beginning, she was given a few unwise trippings.

Later, after she revealed it to Fu Meili in a subtle way during the chat, she stopped doing this kind of thing.

So what is it for today?

Chapter 37 Room-

"Is there something wrong with the form? Oh, thank you for your trouble, Meili." Liu Qingqing showed her standard eight teeth and held her hand with gratitude.

"Well, uh, yes, let's go back to the station first." Fu Meili turned around and said to the person opposite: "I have something to do at work, so I'm leaving first."

The man stood up, a little confused: "Ah, okay, then you go first."

Fu Meili hurriedly walked, pulling Liu Qingqing at a speed that was almost running.

Liu Qingqing:?

Is there a dog chasing?

Looking back, oh!

She put away her fake smile, it turned out that he was not picking on her.

After leaving the gate of the state-owned hotel, Fu Meili looked back and wanted to walk forward again out of worry.

"Sister Meili, the grain station is over there."

"Oh, I didn't notice."

Song Jinglin followed behind until he sent the two of them to the door of the grain station, then he called Liu Qingqing: "I'm leaving first."

"Okay, go slowly on the way." Liu Qingqing waved.

"Xiao Liu, thank you so much today, your form is fine." Fu Meili rubbed her hands awkwardly.

Liu Qingqing nodded and smiled: "Are you going home now?"

Fu Meili's family lives in the family compound behind the grain station, otherwise, how can you say that this has a background.

"Hey, I'll sit at your place for a while." She ran out and felt a little regretful. If her mother knew that she ran away like this, she would definitely scold her.

Liu Qingqing...

"Okay, but my place is a bit simple." There is not even a bench.

Sitting on a wooden board only two or three centimeters above the ground, Fu Meili was shocked: "How can I live here?"

"It's pretty good. If the director hadn't arranged a place for me to live, I would have to sleep on the street." This was arranged by her uncle, so she can complain, but she can't.

"I remember that our grain station has dormitories. I'll ask my uncle to find one for you later."

"I can only work for another month, so why bother the director anymore." Liu Qingqing waved her hands.

"Oh, yes, Liu Gaihong will be back soon." I used to think Liu Gaihong was pretty good, she was good at talking and doing things, but I didn't expect that she would ask for things and tickets when I asked her to take my shift. She was so different from the generosity in front of her, two-faced.

Liu Qingqing saw that she was sitting uncomfortably and didn't move: "Sister Meili, don't you want to go home?"

Fu Meili nodded: "You just saw it, the guy my aunt introduced to me today, when I greeted you, the man bought two bowls of vegetarian noodles, and then told me to eat something light before going to bed at night, so that my stomach would feel comfortable, and then chat..."

As if she had found an outlet to vent, Fu Meili said a lot.

Liu Qingqing: The familiar feeling came again.

Isn't this how she got to the blind date road back then.

"I just feel uninterested and don't want to stay with him. But my mother will definitely say that this was introduced by my aunt."

Liu Qingqing blinked: "Does your aunt have a bad relationship with your family?"

"It's pretty good." Fu Meili frowned.

Liu Qingqing nodded: "Then how did your aunt know this person? Was she recommended to her by someone else?"

"I think so."

"Go home and tell your aunt everything, don't leave anything out. I promise that your aunt won't say anything about you." What can she say? Let her mother see for herself.

Fu Meili stared at her for a while: "Then I'm leaving."

"Do you need me to send you?" Liu Qingqing looked at the window, it was not dark yet.

"No, I'll talk to you another day." Patting her numb legs, Fu Meili waved and pushed the door and left.

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Song Jinglin showed up the next day when Liu Qingqing got off work.

"Come on, I'll take you to see the house." Song Jinglin pulled her and let go immediately.

Liu Qingqing: "So efficient? Are you looking for a rental house?"

Song Jinglin seemed to be deliberately keeping her in suspense, and didn't say anything more. He just led the way in front, and looked back from time to time to see if she was following.

At this time, the couple had to keep a distance when they went out.

After leaving the intersection of the grain station, the two walked for nearly ten minutes, and then the fertilizer factory was ahead.

This place looked like it should belong to the fertilizer factory's courtyard.

The two stopped in front of a gate.

Song Jinglin took out the key and opened the gate.

There was an annex on each side of the main house with green bricks and gray tiles and adobe walls.

In front of the left annex was a small vegetable garden.

Entering the house, the front was a living room, with a square table and a few benches.

There is a wooden door to the right. Pushing the door open, it is the bedroom. The wooden bed inside is bigger than the one she sleeps on in the village.

Returning to the living room, the kitchen is on the left. There is a stove and a large iron pot. It is clean and tidy.

The house is not big, but it looks good at this time.

Liu Qingqing commented: "It's pretty good."

"It looks basically okay. Bring your quilt over when the time comes. There are still some other things missing. I will buy them tomorrow." He said he didn't want it when the family was divided. Don't change your mind now. He should go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy it.

"No need to prepare anything, I have everything there, just move over, you won't be staying for long, how long did you rent it for?"

Song Jinglin: "I bought it."

Liu Qingqing was puzzled: "Isn't it forbidden to buy and sell now?"

Song Jinglin took out a few papers from his military bag, including the house certificate, land certificate, and transaction documents.

Liu Qingqing took one and opened it.

It said the land ownership certificate, and the date on the paper was more than ten years ago. There were only a few words, including the area, land occupation, and address. It even said whose house it was east of and whose house it was west of.

No one's name was Song Jinglin.

"Is this okay?" Liu Qingqing was puzzled.

Song Jinglin pushed the things to her: "It's okay, just keep these, including the documents."

Liu Qingqing didn't understand these, since he said it was okay, it was okay.

"The owner of the house is an acquaintance, and the neighbor to the east is also an old acquaintance. After I leave, you can ask him for help in the future." Song Jinglin thought for a while and added.

Although most of the furniture in this house is ready-made, it is still not suitable for living. After the two of them had dinner, Song Jinglin sent Liu Qingqing back to the grain station.

Chapter 38: Car and House

"Liu Qingqing."

Liu Qingqing turned around with her lunch box and saw Fu Meili striding over.

"Sister Meili, what's up?"

Fu Meili was upset by the smiling face: "You walk so fast."

After getting closer, Fu Meili held up the lunch box and said: "I'll go with you, let's go to your room to eat."

...

I didn't really want to eat the rice in my hand.

The two sat on a wooden shelf that was almost touching the ground, put the lunch box on their knees, and Liu Qingqing took a bite of the vegetable dumpling. Oh, this meal was really uncomfortable to eat.

"The conditions in your room are too bad. Why do you have to bring it back to eat? It's much better to eat in the cafeteria." At least it's not panicking.

"It's not that he has bad relationships, he's just not liked by others."

Fu Meili pulled the corner of her mouth, she didn't realize that since the day before yesterday, when she went home and told her mother about it, her mother told her that this colleague was scheming, she also thought a lot and found that it seemed to be true.

After a period of contact, whether it was her or Sister Li, they always felt that they had to take care of this difficult person.

Now think about it, it's not difficult for him, he just goes to work and comes home like them.

He doesn't do more work than others.

The man is also a popular military man, although he doesn't feel sorry for him.

Liu Qingqing didn't make it difficult for herself, she stuffed the vegetable dumplings that made her throat hurt into the lunch box and closed the lid.

Liu Qingqing has everything she wants, so she won't suffer this.

Fu Meili thought of herself again, she is not as good as her.

He sighed and didn't pay attention to her.

"If you keep poking with your chopsticks, you'll make the bottom of the lunch box leak." Liu Qingqing stared at this person. What was the relationship between the two of them before? Didn't she know it in her heart? What was he doing all of a sudden, hesitating to say something.

Fu Meili simply took the lunch box: "Yesterday, Li Guozhi and I ran away halfway through the meal, but my mother was not angry. It's just that she arranged someone for me today."

She is only 23 years old, and her mother makes a fuss every day as if she is going to smash her hands.

Liu Qingqing looked at her carefully for a while. She had a round, white and tender face, thin eyebrows and big eyes. This is the most rare image in this era of no makeup and pure natural face.

"What does the guy I'm meeting today do?"

"He's from the transport team of a cotton textile factory."

Liu Qingqing nodded. At that time, there was a catchy saying: Green Army soldiers with four bags, their families are honored and treated preferentially. People who kill pigs and sheep bring offal home. People who go out with a honking sound are proud and popular. People who stand by the counter buy cheap goods.

It refers to soldiers, people who work in meat processing factories, truck drivers, and waiters and salesmen.

In addition to these four major professions that are more popular in finding a partner.

There is also a set of rhetoric about wages: 30 or 40 yuan, too little money.

70 or 80 yuan, the person is too old.

50 or 60 yuan, just right.

Don't think that Liu Qingqing's salary has always been a lukewarm 20 or so.

In fact, formal workers have grades. In addition to having strong skills, they also need to be old enough.

The higher the grade, the higher the salary.

The most powerful is the eighth-level worker, who can get more than 100 yuan a month and various benefits.

The eighth-level workers are generally very old masters. They are not very old and have good work. Their salary is at most 50 or 60 yuan.

Fu Meili glanced at her and wanted to vent her grievances to her, but this person always keeps silent.

If Liu Qingqing hadn't met her before, she would have known it anyway, so it would be better to tell her alone.

She wouldn't come to someone to talk about her inner thoughts.

"Squeak."

"Squeak." Liu Qingqing answered quickly and smoothly.

"You..." Fu Meili rolled her eyes.

"No, your family introduced you to someone, why should I say anything? The job sounds good, just get to know him and see his character." Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes even more.

Fu Meili nodded, that's right, she was just anxious, her mother had a chat with her yesterday, and at the end she started to scold her for being stupid.

Fu's mother had already met this person, in fact, she had also met the people from Li Guozhi's family last time.

They were fine in front of her mother, but they didn't expect it to be so when they met alone.

Her mother asked her to take a good look at his character, but she didn't know how to do it. Isn't this scolding her for being stupid because of her father.

"How about you go with me then?" Fu Meili suggested.

Liu Qingqing's eyes widened: "What am I going to do?" Girl, what are you doing?

Fu Meili expressed her worries in frustration and looked at her eagerly.

Liu Qingqing could only rely on her "experience" of failed blind dates for many years, counting on her fingers and saying: "First, the family conditions, but considering your family's situation, the conditions introduced to you are basically good. The family has been checked. Having a car and a house is basic, but you have to look at the house. Is it a house for the whole family? Or do they have their own rooms? If the whole family lives together, there will be conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, sisters-in-law, and sisters-in-law." At this time, housing conditions have begun to become tense. Many families with two working people have been waiting for several years and still haven't got a number.

"Then there's the character. Auntie has told you what that person meant that day, right? Listen to what he says and observe for yourself. If you don't understand, write it down and tell him exactly what he said when you get home. In the end, it's you. You're going to spend your life with him, so you have to like him."

Having a bicycle and a room of your own is the best condition.

As for the second half of the sentence, both parents are dead, forget it. Why do people have to have their parents die before they can date someone?

That's unrealistic.

Although Liu Qingqing didn't elaborate, Fu Meili felt more at ease.

"Then I'll write it down and find you when I get back." Fu Meili closed her lunch box and ran out.

"Hey, don't..." Liu Qingqing stretched out Erkang's hand, and the door closed in response to her.

She didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing. She thought about her good friend who was in love and would come to her to cry whenever they had a quarrel.

One time, she even cried in the middle of the night and said that the man had an affair.

She rolled up her sleeves to support her sister.

In the end, they reconciled within two days.

After a few times, she became a villain.

Others should never interfere in matters of love, otherwise they will be in trouble.

After bolting the door, Liu Qingqing entered the space and started to sew the quilt.

She found a gray-blue fabric similar to her original quilt.

Although the new cotton must be different, she didn't plan to take it out right away, at least she had to wait until Song Jinglin left.

The quilt she had placed outside was almost covered with dust, and the cotton was knotted, hard and not warm.

It was impossible to take the quilt out of the space.

Although no one might go, but what if someone saw it? What if?

As for Song Jinglin.

I didn't plan to tell him.

I heard that everyone was very happy at this time. . .

She couldn't trust anyone.

Chapter 39 Initiative

Before Liu Qingqing finished making her handmade quilt, she saw a brand new set of bedding.

A velvet mattress with large and colorful flower patterns was laid on the bed. The color combination was bold, red, blue, green and pink, and it was dazzling.

Fortunately, it was laid with the bottom facing down, so you could only see the beige cotton lining.

After the impact of the mattress, the color of the quilt was much more acceptable, with dark pink flowers printed on a light pink background.

Liu Qingqing turned around: "How did you get the quilt in just one day?"

It felt like it was newly made with this thickness.

"Someone is in a hurry to exchange money." Song Jinglin didn't elaborate, and Liu Qingqing understood.

In the era of unified planning and unified sales, materials were scarce. Some people can't buy what they need, and some people are in a hurry to use money, so the black market is born.

"Buying a house, and buying these things." He pointed to the various items in the house, from bedding to dishes and chopsticks.

Don't underestimate the small things, it will cost a lot of money to buy them all.

Song Jinglin took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it to her: "After deducting the money spent on buying a house and things, there are more than 700 yuan left. There are not many banknotes left. I will keep the change for backup, and you can take the rest."

Liu Qingqing was surprised: "How much money can you get every month?" Didn't I hear that they send ten yuan home every month? How can there be any left?

The old Song family said that Song Jinglin sent all his allowance home.

"When I first joined the army, I only got 10 yuan a month. Later, it went up. Now I get 50 yuan a month." He recalled that when he first joined, he was still young and he sent every penny home. But in the third year, a comrade in the team was injured and had to retire. He was seriously injured. It was hard for his family to hear about it. They all contributed their money. He had just sent the money home at that time.

He sent a telegram to his family hoping that they would send him 20 yuan, but there was no news.

Until he borrowed money from his comrades to make up for the contribution, he did not send the allowance for the next two months home, and paid off all his debts.

Only then did he receive a telegram from his family asking for the two months' allowance.

After that, the allowance increased, and he stopped sending more, still ten yuan.

Liu Qingqing pursed her lips, this is quite thoughtful.

"I have money too, I've made a lot in the past few months. Why don't you keep it, just in case it comes in handy." After two attempts, it's old-fashioned.

Seeing that she only said it with her mouth, but the money in her hand was tightly clenched, Song Jinglin curled the corners of his lips and said: "Put it well, don't let it fall out."

"Oh, that can't be, I'm a master at hiding money." She agreed happily. If this is a lottery, it will be great. After thinking about it, she still can't do it. It's too outrageous to spend it all.

"Tomorrow night I'll invite Zhou Renyi and his family next door to have dinner. He helped with the house. After I leave, if you have any problems, just tell Mrs. Zhou."

Liu Qingqing nodded. Neighbors should get along well with neighbors.

The house here has been connected to electricity, but the bulbs are of the same type as those used in the collection station. The dim light has good visibility but limited clarity.

Looking at Liu Qingqing who had just finished washing up, Song Jinglin felt the same way as that night in Taoshan Village. Why did he feel nervous about this person at night?

"Then go to bed first." Song Jinglin's clenched hands tightened unconsciously.

The bed is said to be bigger than the one in Liu's house, but it's still quite crowded for two people to lie on it.

Liu Qingqing was used to sleeping alone, and now she suddenly had to sleep in half, which made her a little uncomfortable.

Song Jinglin looked normal, but his heart was beating like a drum. He lay still for a long time before he suddenly remembered.

"Are you still having your period? I'll fill a hot water bottle for you to warm it up." He said as he got up and went to get the hot water bottle.

Liu Qingqing hurriedly called him, "No, I've already left."

Song Jinglin's steps almost stopped at the door. His body seemed to be a machine that lacked oil. He walked to the bed with his hands and feet stiff.

He lay down on the bed woodenly, and the faint fragrance of the person next to him came to his nose. This was different from what he had come into contact with before. The camp was filled with the smell of stinky sweat.

This was different from the previous time at Liu's house. That day, he was just focusing on absorbing unknown knowledge.

All his thoughts were drawn to the surroundings. He couldn't think about anything and couldn't move.

Liu Qingqing was very careful to use the papaya and lime scented body lotion. Before, whether it was washing or skin care, she had always used the unscented type.

There must be a limit to pretending to be a grandson. Now that her lover is visiting her relatives, it is normal to "bring her some goods from afar."

Liu Qingqing thought this person would have some follow-up actions, but after waiting for a while, there was no reaction.

It seems that it is not the case that she is the one who rushes in for this kind of thing.

Besides, she is just a theoretical expert who only observes and has no actual experience.

Thinking about these random things, she is really sleepy.

Song Jinglin listened to the even breathing beside him and slowly turned his head.

The moonlight shone from her side, and she felt her skin glowing with a white luster, which seemed very smooth.

Thinking of smoothness in her mind, her hand reached out unconsciously.

It was really smooth.

Liu Qingqing felt itchy on her face in a daze, and a few caterpillars appeared in her dream and crawled across her face.

She shuddered and made a "snap" sound.

Song Jinglin moved his slapped hand away and looked at his wife.

Liu Qingqing's eyes were wide open, sparkling.

Song Jinglin was guilty: "Why are you awake?"

"Can you move your hand that's pressing on me?"

Song Jinglin looked along his arm and saw that his hand was really pressing on his wife's right breast, moving slightly, soft.

He regained consciousness and quickly withdrew his hand, his face flushed.

This time it was definitely not intentional.

Seeing that Liu Qingqing didn't say anything else, he breathed a sigh of relief. This was too difficult, more stressful than going on a mission.

I guess at this time, there was probably no comic book or anything.

Liu Qingqing expressed her understanding.

Isn't it better to be inexperienced than to be experienced?

Song Jinglin noticed the movement next to him and turned his head to see that his wife had turned to the side.

What a coincidence that she brushed his arm again.

He looked at his wife's eyes, and stretched out his arms to hug Liu Qingqing.

The feeling of her face was still itchy, and he moved his head slightly forward, and kissed her soft and warm skin.

This man kissed her face, making Liu Qingqing itchy.

I think the caterpillar just now was caused by him.

Just when he wanted to move his head back and wipe the saliva on his face.

Song Jinglin touched her lips during the kiss.

The better touch made him linger, the lips were soft and fragrant, and better than the face.

During the sucking, Liu Qingqing's consciousness was a little hazy, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Song Jinglin seemed to have his Ren and Du meridians opened up by the panting sound, and he moved his hand holding his face and walked down.

As his hand moved, Liu Qingqing felt that her whole body was on fire.

Liu Qingqing felt unconvinced. After all, she had seen the animated version, and it was impossible for her to lose to a man who had never read comic books.

She turned around and pressed the man down.

She stretched out her little hand...

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Song Jinglin was so scared by her pinch that he almost lost his mind.

He quickly stopped her.

Liu Qingqing was blocked by her, and her breathing was disordered for a while, and she was a little out of control.

But she slowly recovered her memory, and she was familiar with the last step.

She had seen it many times, and she turned from passive to active and controlled the situation...

Just when she was feeling proud, her face changed drastically. It was really painful, heart-wrenching pain.

She grabbed Song Jinglin's arm and squeezed it, and Song Jinglin almost couldn't hold it.

Liu Qingqing was still controlling it. With the effect of her powerful pills, she could even bend a pig's leg.

If she used all her strength, Song Jinglin might be the first one to be hospitalized with a broken bone while sleeping.

Finally, she concluded that her theoretical knowledge could not stand the test of the battlefield.

The rain stopped and the clouds dispersed. Liu Qingqing still had her strength, but she still felt pain.

She was not polite and directed Song Jinglin, who was running around, to clean up.

Someone who had been cleaning up wanted to go to the battlefield again.

She kicked him aside.

After cleaning up, the two people slowly huddled together and fell asleep leaning against each other.

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When she opened her eyes in the morning, Liu Qingqing had completely recovered.

Her little pills were not taken in vain. Not to mention that she could beat a few strong men, at least she could easily throw a pig out of the pen with her hands.

This has been verified.

Pig: ...

Song Jinglin stared at Liu Qingqing's face in amazement.

Before, he always thought that his wife was blessed by the moonlight at night, and the more he looked at her, the more beautiful she became.

It looks good even in the daytime.

How come I didn't notice it for so many days?

Liu Qingqing started to apply powder on her face after washing up.

Of course she had already changed the box of skin care products in the supply and marketing cooperative.

"What are you doing?" Song Jinglin was puzzled.

After a while, her complexion was not so good again.

Liu Qingqing smiled: "It's safe."

Only people like Fu Meili who have fair and tender skin can be forgiven.

She just came from the countryside and worked in the village every day. Who can look white and clean?

But she has been painting it lighter these days.

At least the haggard dark circles are not painted, and the skin tone is also brighter.

Don't we have to take everything slowly?

The food and life of a grain station worker are good.

Song Jinglin frowned after hearing her words: "How did you meet bad people?"

"No, I'm taking precautions." She would never go to a chaotic place, and she would not leave the unit after work, so she would not run into them.

Song Jinglin was still a little worried. When he left, his wife would be alone here...

"Otherwise, after finishing the shift at the grain station, you should go back to the village to live for a while."

Liu Qingqing smiled: "Okay, if there is no work, I will go back."

She has already found her next target.

A good helper for pregnant women, that's what she is talking about.

For breakfast, the couple cooked a bowl of hot soup noodles.

Noodles, which she didn't like much in the future, were in short supply at this time, and were often out of stock in the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Liu Qingqing brought it out when she moved the day before, and also brought a few kilograms of flour, cornmeal, and buckwheat flour.

She worked at the grain station, so it was not unusual for her to bring these out.

After dinner, Song Jinglin sent her all the way to the gate of the grain station before turning around to buy food.

He only bought household items the day before, and he hadn't even had time to buy dishes for the dinner party.

Liu Qingqing had a lot of chicken, duck, fish, and meat in her room, as well as rice, flour, grain, and oil.

But she didn't take it out, because a woman can't be stupid.

Once the big quilt is covered, it can't hold back the trouble, that's not okay.

No matter how miserable the love was at the time, it's really a bit like crying and not being able to find a medicine for regret.

Just look at those stars in the future who are sincere when they are with their partners.

When they were together, they were aiming for marriage, so she believed everything they said.

Once they broke up, one thing or another was exposed.

She still had to keep some tricks for herself, especially for her deadly magic weapon, which she had to keep tightly.

Song Jinglin counted the tickets in his hand, thanks to his wife who gave him some food tickets, meat tickets, and egg tickets.

Otherwise, he would have to go to the black market.

It's better not to go to that place easily.

She went to the grocery store early and bought two pounds of meat, which was full of fat.

There was no oil at home, so she had to use fat to make oil.

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When she got off work, Liu Qingqing heard Fu Meili calling her to buy meat.

After thinking about it, she took out her lunch box.

She bought a portion in the cafeteria, so she could have a meat dish when she got home.

Moreover, the soup is so oily that even if you add some more vegetables to the pot at home, it will still be oily.

Many employees cook vegetables this way after they go home.

Liu Qingqing came home with a net bag.

Song Jinglin had already cooked the food and the whole yard was filled with fragrance.

"Your cooking skills look OK." Liu Qingqing stood aside and commented.

Song Jinglin smiled, but he couldn't say he was good, just that he knew how to cook.

During the training, he also cooked a pot of cabbage soup.

A pot of water, a cabbage, and a pinch of salt. Each person was given a bowl of light salt soup with only a few small cabbage leaves in it.

Later on, they will also learn some basic cooking.

The last one was fried egg. Liu Qingqing took the frying pan and sent Song Jinglin to call for help.

There were four dishes in total, fried cabbage with pork fat residue, stewed pork with sauerkraut, fried eggs, and fried peanuts.

Liu Qingqing poured the dishes out of the lunch box and put them on the plate.

Three of the dishes were meat and one was an egg.

Although there was not much meat, the amount of dishes was enough.

It was also good.

The staple food was the steamed buns bought by Song Jinglin.

Wait for Zhou Renyi to come with his wife and three children.

Liu Qingqing greeted them warmly and took out three fruit candies from her pocket.

The eldest, a girl of eight years old, took the candy and smiled shyly, whispering: "Thank you, Auntie."

The two younger ones took it and ran away with joy, and ran back to thank them at their mother's urging.

After asking everyone to sit down at the square table, Song Jinglin took out a bottle of white wine and poured it for Zhou Renyi.

The guests enjoyed the meal very much. While they were chatting, Liu Qingqing slowly learned that Zhou Renyi was now working in the armed forces.

It turned out that he had also been in the army.

The children ate quickly and left the table and ran out to play.

The men drank slowly, and Zhou Dasao and Liu Qingqing went into the inner room to talk after dinner.

Mrs. Zhou worked in a textile factory. The eldest son was in primary school, and the two boys were in the factory-run nursery.

After a while, the two of them were arm in arm, getting along like old sisters.

As neighbors, and with this level of relationship, everyone wanted to get along well.