Bai Fumei in the ’70s

He Songbai's low, hoarse voice was naturally magnetic, and the voice fell on Zhao Lanxiang's ear, and she heard her face flushed.

She grabbed his clothes tightly and kissed him again in disapproval. In exchange for a more lasting and enthusiastic response from the man, Zhao Lanxiang was kissed out of breath.

He Songbai's superb imitation skills gave Zhao Lanxiang the illusion of "teacher apprentice starving to death".

After kissing for a while, He Songbai soon couldn't stand it anymore.The whole body was hot and hot, and I wished to rub the person in front of me into my body.

He coughed a lot and let go of the subject, letting her mess around almost made him forget the business.

"The money, here you are."

He took a stack of money from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Lanxiang.

Zhao Lanxiang stared at the hard stuffed money in his hand, glanced at the man again, and asked suspiciously:

"What does it mean?"

He Songbai's ears were reddened, his blood was still gone, and his voice was almost dumb.

"You are my object, and my money is in your custody."

"You take it to buy some good clothes, buy some delicious..."

After saying this, He Songbai felt a little warmer in her heart, and it was something she was proud of to let the women spend the money they earned.

Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing, warming herself.

She counted the money the man gave, a stack of tickets with a thick thumb, for a total of fifty dollars.

She was not surprised to see so much money. She didn't expect to make money with this job of killing pigs.After half a month, one poor man and two white men saved their savings.

Zhao Lanxiang collected the money and did not refuse it. This was his heart, she would save the money for him.

She touched the man's sturdy and stiff arms, which was both proud and distressing to her.

"Are you tired these days?"

He Songbai said nothing.

Since doing this job, He Songbai has never slept soundly in the night.But he was young and had a good foundation, and he was kept by the subject every day. He had a lot of energy and he was used to it.

He looked at the distress in the woman's eyes and shook his head, "Not tired."

Zhao Lanxiang pinched the money in his hand and felt it was hot.

She said, "It's almost weekend. Can I take it to the county and pull back some cloth?"

He Songbai nodded and added a sentence: "Come back with more good looks."

The man's voice had just dropped, and Zhao Lanxiang was too late to sweet. He heard He Sanya calling her, and she quickly pushed away He Songbai.

"Get out soon."

If Sanya's bright voice found it terrible, her age was between being sensible and ignorant, and she couldn't hide things in her heart.

As soon as He Songbai left, Sanya knocked on Zhao Lanxiang's door with sweat.

"Sister Zhao, open the door."

Zhao Lanxiang opened the door and wiped her sweat with her handkerchief. Sanya dragged her to the water tank and said crisply, "This is what I caught with Chrysanthemum and Plum."

The water tank, which was originally only a few pieces of loach, is now covered with loach at a glance.

Zhao Lanxiang reached down and touched the loach, scooped it out with a scoop, and spotted one by one.

"Sanya is very powerful, continue to catch, Sister Zhao needs these loach very much. I will give you a dime if you have enough 20 pieces."

She took out three cents from her pocket. "One cent is for you, remember to divide the remaining two cents between chrysanthemums and plums."

Zhao Lanxiang is subconsciously cultivating the consciousness of the young child's labor and earning money. Xiaohuzi was brought up by her one hand. The three views are very positive. Although it is very favored by the whole family, it has not been distorted at all.

Sanya's eyes widened, her big black grape-like eyes showed shock.

Sanya never thought that catching loach can still be exchanged for money. It was still such a huge sum of money.Although she caught the tank loach for several days before she saved it, how much effort could it take to catch the loach?

Playing pigweed in the mountains is much more tiring than catching loach. The catching loach is like playing in the eyes of He Songye. The caught loach can also make a delicious loach powder for Sister Zhao.He Sanya grabbed the crumpled dime and wished to go out and catch ten or eight.

Zhao Lanxiang grabbed her, "Enough is enough, these are too many, and I will catch them in a few days."

Sanya's excited face suddenly languished.

Zhao Lanxiang rubbed her head and couldn't help laughing.

She plans to deep fry some loach crisps tomorrow and bring them to Li Zhong. The fuqiang and glutinous rice noodles at home are almost used up. It is just right to make some meat like this.

The next day, when Zhao Lanxiang opened his eyes comfortably and stretched his waist, He Songbai had already done the hardest part of the day, lying in bed and sleeping.

Zhao Lanxiang wrapped the freshly made mango roll with oil paper and put it in He Songbai's cabinet, leaving him as a snack.Creamy fat is high, and mango is full of sugar.

He Songbai got up so early every night, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't get up to make breakfast for him, he often used it to pad his stomach.This time she was specially fried lightly, with even and bright yellow color. It was not greasy, and it was not easy to get angry when eaten.

Zhao Lanxiang pinched the money and ticket in his pocket and took a ten-pound butter mango roll to the county on a Phoenix car.The ten-pound mango roll was not light, and she almost couldn't fit her backpack.If the space is not limited, Zhao Lanxiang would like to carry twenty pounds.Last night, she ran out all the eggs that the family had saved. She used a spatula to beat out a large pot of cream and made a 30-pound mango roll in one go.

She wore a straw hat, covered most of her face, and came to Liang Tiezhu's food stand.

"Hey, are you here?" Tie Zhu looked at Zhao Lanxiang and greeted in a low voice.

Without speaking, she took out the mango roll from her backpack and handed it to Tie Zhu.When he met Tie Zhu on the first day, he said that he could put the items in his stall and sell them, and pay the hard work.She said she gave fifty cents, but Tie Zhu didn't want it.

Zhao Lanxiang whispered: "This is a creamy mango roll. It costs one yuan a catty... two industrial bonds."

The value of industrial bonds is relatively high, so Zhao Lanxiang deliberately lowered the price of mango rolls.In accordance with wage standards, urban residents will issue an industrial voucher for every ten yuan.Most of the goods produced by industry are inevitable to require industrial vouchers. A pot, a piece of clothing, and a bicycle have to be bought with industrial vouchers.

The fabric Zhao Lanxiang has been there for a long time.She wanted to save money to buy a sewing machine and cut out some clothes by hand. The money was enough, but the industrial voucher was not enough.

The "expensive" prices of the two industrial bonds made Tie Zhu unable to bear his eyes.

This reminded him of seeing Zhao Lanxiang for the first time. The tone was so high. Tie Zhu couldn't help but sneered a few words. It turned out that his face was swollen soon.

Zhao Lanxiang wrapped a handkerchief out and gave it to Tie Zhu.

After Tie Zhu finished eating, the whole person was not good.He muttered: "I am so fragrant to put me here, are you afraid that I will eat up all by myself?"

Zhao Lanxiang said with a smile: "You can eat, wait for the stall to come to your Boge's house, I will give you a few pounds back to let you eat enough."

Zhao Lanxiang's lightness and generosity made Tie Zhu almost happy to jump.

He immediately ate two, and poured another pot of underwater belly, gurgling.

"Good, delicious, this stuff is really fragrant and sweet, and the two industrial coupons are worthless." He touched his stomach and said comfortably: "This is the first meal I have today. Rest assured, I am full. Don't worry about your sweets anymore."

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help laughing, as she packed up and left the black market.

Tie Zhu suddenly slapped his head and grabbed Zhao Lanxiang.

He took out several letters from his arms and handed them to her.

"This is the letter that Brother Bo asked me to pick up at the post office. Take it back to Brother Bo." Tie Zhu paused and scratched his head. "This person has quite a lot of things and there are packages."

"I'm busy with delivery and I can't get it, I'll send it to him tomorrow." Tie Zhu said that the letter of introduction used by Gu Huaijin for "identification" was returned to Zhao Lanxiang.

Zhao Lanxiang saw this letter of introduction and realized that it was Gu Huaijin's letter.Gu Huaijin, isn't that the downgraded engineer who lived in the Hejia cowshed?He looked very pitiful, and He Songbai occasionally helped him.

She counted down one letter, "One two three four five six... seven."

Zhao Lanxiang's voice froze above the number "seven".

When she counted the seventh, her eyes suddenly fixed and her pupils suddenly enlarged.She took out the envelope alone and rubbed the empty red stamp at the stamp with her finger.

Suddenly Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help covering her mouth, and her heart almost leaped out of her throat!

I saw the three words "Gu Shuoming" on the cowhide-yellow envelope.There is also a "stamp stamp" from the G military area.

Gu Huaijin and Gu Shuoming, what is the relationship between these two people?

Zhao Lanxiang thought Huai Jin and Shuo Ming unconsciously, and something suddenly flashed in his mind.

Huai Jin held his hand, but he didn't know what to show, from "Nine Chapters · Huaisha".

Resident in Xi Shuoming, from "Nine Thoughts Mourning Disorder".

They are father and son!

Zhao Lanxiang was almost astonished and speechless. It was really a peak, and Liu Anhuahua was another village!

Actually encountered her here.

This Gu Shuoming is the "nemesis" who fought with Jiang Jianjun all his life.

The two people walked very close and were equally good. Either he died or Jiang Jianjun lived. A few months ago, Jiang Jianjun was injured and was hospitalized for no merit, and the honor was handed down to Gu Shuoming.Gu Shuoming stepped on his shoulders, jumped and promoted in succession, smoothly.

He Songbai actually had a relationship with Gu Shuoming's father.She was so stunned by the fact that Jiang Jianjun was reborn yesterday that she didn't expect God to arrange this chance encounter.

Zhao Lanxiang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly her eyes were hot. She was so excited to hold Xin Lima Fei back home.

Liang Tiezhu burped again with a hiccup. He looked at Zhao Lanxiang's expression of holding his letter with red eyes and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Those who don't know think this is your home book!"

"Is there anything special about this letter?"

Zhao Lanxiang nodded vigorously, and Liang Tiezhu became very, very cute in his eyes at the moment.If it was not for him to hand Gu Huaijin's letter to her, she was afraid that the relationship between Gu Huaijin and Gu Shuoming could not be discovered in the past few years, and then the connection that God gave him to He Songbai was wasted.

She quickly packed her things and stuffed the letter into her backpack.

"If you're hungry, it's okay to eat all the mango rolls, just be happy."

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help smiling, she got on the car, waved her hand at Liang Tiezhu, and her figure soon disappeared on Black Market Street.

The author has something to say: *

small theater:

Gu Gong: I still have a little effect!

The poor boy does not know the goods!

I guess you fell to the ground with one heart?

Well, I want to make a long comment!Because I have 10 coins today/proud face