Back to the era with space supplies

Chapter 174 Grassroots Working People
"Okay, okay! Thank you, Comrade Fang, I thank you on behalf of the party and the people!" The woman repeatedly bowed to her bald head.

The bald head gave a "tsk" and continued to wave his hands, "Farewell...boy, you just wait here with her. I'll go upstairs and get it, and I'll be here in a while."

Si Ningning nodded, and after the bald head turned around, she heard the bald head muttering softly: "I don't know what's wrong, I keep a thing to feed and can't support it, and I have to take it with me, dragging people down. no……"

This should have been said by the woman next to her.

Si Ningning didn't understand what happened, so he couldn't make any judgments, but he was a little more curious about the woman beside him.

Tilting his head and looking up and down, it happened that the other party was also looking at her.

Out of politeness and quality, Si Ningning thought that nodding and smiling would be regarded as a greeting, but at this moment, a gust of breeze rushed past in the alley, lifting the messy hair in front of the woman, revealing the mottled and scarred face and The gray and white eyeball of the left eye.

The scene was too horrifying, Si Ningning couldn't help shaking, and took several steps back.

The woman also felt that her face was frightening, so she quickly pressed down her hair that was blown up by the wind, gathered her sides together and clenched her hands tightly, for fear of leaking a little bit of flesh.

The scar should be caused by burns, and the eyeballs are too scary, if you don't prepare yourself, you will be frightened, but after reacting, Si Ningning felt a little sorry.

Si Ningning wanted to say something intentionally, but at this moment the bald head ran over panting with his bones in his hands.

"Here you are." The bald head threw half a stick bone the size of a bowl to the woman.

"Boy, this is yours." Unlike the ones for women, the ones for Si Ningning with bald heads were packed in woven bags.

Bulging, really old and young.

"I can't..."

Si Ningning wanted to say that he didn't want that much, so he could give some to the woman, but the woman didn't know if it was because she was scared just now, or for some other reason, after getting the bone, she turned around and ran away.

Si Ningning had no choice but to change his mouth, "Thank you uncle, then I'll take it."

The bald head nodded, and said bluntly: "Boy, you can call me Fang Fatty. I work in a slaughterhouse. In the future, if you have good things, you can come to me. I can buy them at that time, and you can exchange them for meat or meat tickets. It's all right. , I have spotted you, you are sincere, and I will never cheat you!"

While talking, Fatty Fang patted Si Ningning on the back with a generous slap.

Si Ningning felt that he was a very forthright person, so he responded, "Okay, Fang Fang, comrade, if there is a good one next time, I will appoint you to come here first!"

"That's right, haha!"

Leaving from the family building of the slaughterhouse, Si Ningning found a remote corner and entered the space, bathed and removed her makeup in one go, and finally applied a little moisturizing cream, Si Ningning counted the money she earned today.

The price at the textile factory was 37 yuan and 20 cents. After going to the family building of the slaughterhouse, all the cloth and more than [-] bags of milk powder that were added later were all sold, whereas brown sugar was sold very little.

It's understandable when you think about it. After all, there are some products sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives, and they don't need tickets, but they are more expensive.

The family building of the slaughterhouse earned 32 yuan. Most of the income came from fabrics, and a small part came from selling milk powder.

Each serving of milk powder is only a small packet, about 9 grams, which is barely enough to make three times. If you want to save money, you want to taste the taste of milk powder.

Si Ningning sold such a pack of milk powder for [-] cents. Usually, buying milk powder is divided into places, and he needs foreign exchange certificates or milk powder tickets on the other hand, and the price is not low.

It's not too much for Si Ningning to sell two cents, it's just that if you compare it with other things, you will think it's not worth it at first glance, and it's also because the slaughterhouses are all fat, otherwise there might not be many people buying it.

Si Ningning planned to see if he could find a bigger bag in the future, if not, he would stop selling milk powder and keep it for himself...

If you can't finish it yourself, leave it to the next generation. Anyway, if there is room, it won't break.

Straighten the bills and lightly tap them out, and put the relatively well-preserved bills in the idiom dictionary as usual, and Si Ningning went back to the bathroom to braid his hair again.

She also didn't want to take a shower and wash her hair every time after reselling, but she couldn't help it. Because of wearing a wig, her hair was crushed, and she couldn't restore it to its original shape without washing it and blowing it again.

If you really went to see Huo Lang with a haircut with flying bangs and a flattened skull, you might be mistaken for whether you were hit by a car on the road or snatched by someone.

After packing up, Si Ningning put on the backpack and water bottle she had brought, and stuffed the small roll of linen cloth she got from Yang Yun into the bag to carry it on her back. She was ready to answer if Huo Lang asked her what she bought.

Walking out of the space, Si Ningning glanced at the time on his pocket watch, it was [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and there was nothing else to do, so Si Ningning wandered back to the state-run hotel.

It was 01:30 when I arrived at the restaurant. Si Ningning looked downstairs and upstairs, but she didn't see Huo Lang. She expected Huo Lang to order some. She didn't think much about it, and ordered a bowl for [-] cents and [-] taels of food stamps. Shredded pork with pickled cabbage is eaten upstairs.

As soon as the tray was put down, before the person sat down, a familiar voice came from the direction of the stairs: "Si Ning... an educated youth."

Si Ningning turned her head and saw Huo Lang walking over with two glass bottles of orange soda.

Si Ningning simply stood up straight again, "I thought you had to wait for a while...Have you eaten yet? I'll go downstairs and order some for you."

"I've eaten there." Huo Lang raised his jaw, signaling Si Ningning to sit down.

Afterwards, sitting in front of Si Ningning, in front of Si Ningning, he flexed his middle finger and thumb and flicked it against the mouth of the bottle, and there was a sound of "boo", and the cap of the soda bottle was directly flicked away.

"..." Si Ningning was stunned for a moment, then said slowly, "Your hands are really strong."

"Come here with your head, I'll hit you with a big drum." Huo Lang laughed hoarsely, making a rare joke.

However, the joke was not funny, and it managed to get Si Ningning to roll his eyes.

He opened another bottle of soda in the same way, Huo Lang laughed hoarsely and pushed one of the bottles to Si Ningning.

For some reason, he likes to tease Si Ningning, staring at Si Ningning, he feels amused instead.

Si Ningning glanced at the soda and didn't move it. After taking a sip of the noodles, she swallowed the food and raised her eyes to ask Huo Lang, "How much do you know about Academician Liang?"

I'm going to look for someone in a while, and Si Ningning wants to know more about it in advance.

"Not much, what I know is also from other people's mouths." Huo Lang said truthfully, and then told Si Ningning everything he knew.

After hearing this, Si Ningning felt a little worried.

This Academician Liang came out of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences and has been studying zoology. It is said that he was implicated and sent to the Northwest before. After the investigation, he was transferred to Province H by the organization to serve the people on the spot and help deal with livestock problems.

To put it bluntly, I came to be a veterinarian.

Because of some things in the Northwest, Academician Liang has always been very sensitive, but he is also conscientious in his daily work and does not neglect at all.

For example, at the Zhougang Brigade, which was in the same commune as the Jiling Brigade, the cattle plowing the fields were sick, and no treatment could cure it.

Academician Liang just walked from the county to the Zhougang brigade alone to help people cure the cow.

To say that such a conscientious and hard-working person, after knowing that the members of the commune are troubled by rats, even if they don’t have a cat in their hands, they can still give them a pair of rat poison. It’s impossible to ignore it, but they just ignore it!
Because there is one more thing in it.

According to the version that Huo Lang said he heard, someone came to borrow the cat during the autumn harvest, and it was agreed at the time that the food would be returned after the year was over, and the result?

After the new year is over, the cat is not returned, but a pair of cat skins are returned.

It was said that the cat ate something unclean and was poisoned to death, and later it was spread that it was beaten and eaten...

Anyway, from then on, academician Liang couldn't be more active, not to mention borrowing cats, but seeing doctors for the livestock in the nearby communes and brigades.

Si Ningning didn't know what other people thought about this matter, anyway, she felt quite uncomfortable after hearing it.

If the cat was really poisoned to death, it would be over if it was buried somewhere. It will be time to make an apology. To be honest, there is really nothing that can be done in a situation that no one can predict. Most likely, it can be forgiven. .

But will the cat that died of medicine be skinned?
What is the real answer, everyone knows clearly.

No wonder Academician Liang's attitude became tricky.

"Ugh……"

Suddenly hearing Si Ningning sigh, Huo Lang chuckled, "Why? Do you find it difficult?"

He changed hands and pushed the soda closer to Si Ningning's hand, "The supply and marketing agency put it in the ice mattress to freeze it, let's drink it?"

"……Um."

Si Ningning hesitated for a moment, picked up the bottle and took a sip.

There is a refrigerator in the space, of course Si Ningning is not greedy for the ice soda in front of him, but purely curious about the soda of this era.

After taking a sip, the taste is too sweet, and I don't know if it is saccharin or coloring, but it tastes very strong.very strange.

Such a bottle of soda is priced at [-] cents at the supply and marketing agency, and you can return the bottle after drinking it, and you can get back [-] cents. However, in the general environment, there may be many young girls who desire and want to drink a bottle of this kind of soda. Soda, but in fact, people don't buy it.

Because it feels luxurious.

But this bottle of soda, which in many people's eyes represents "luxury", is not very good in Si Ningning's eyes.

"taste not good?"

'It's not very tasty' these words twirled on the tip of Si Ningning's tongue, and she finally swallowed them down.

Si Ningning shook his head, "No."

It's shameful to waste it, but it's just this time, and she will definitely not buy it when she encounters it in the future!

Si Ningning wrinkled his nose and took another big gulp, then pushed the soda aside, continued to eat noodles while talking with Huo Lang: "This matter is indeed a bit tricky, and we'll be back in the afternoon..."

"If the matter about the cat before is true, it is almost impossible to gain the trust of Academician Liang in such a short period of time, let alone borrow a cat."

Huo Lang's thin lips parted, Si Ningning seemed to know what he wanted to say, shook his head and said first: "Let me try it, what if it doesn't work? If it doesn't work, let's buy a mousetrap."

Of course, the mousetrap is also useful, but looking back at Zhao Hongbing's expression before coming here, it is obvious that he still hopes to bring the cat back.

Many details can also reflect some problems. For example, the mouse trap is a dead thing after all. No matter its function or flexibility, it is far inferior to the natural enemy of mice-cats.

The more he thought about it, the more Si Ningning felt that there was not enough time, so he ate a few bowls of noodles quickly, closed his eyes and raised his neck "gudong gudong" to drink down a bottle of soda in one gulp, and finally pushed the empty bottle to Huo Lang , took a deep breath and stood up, "Let's go!"

With a straight face, he looked confident and mixed with death.

Huo Lang shook his head helplessly, picked up the empty bottle and followed Si Ningning downstairs.

Shan Mantang's car was already waiting outside the door, and the two of them got on the car. After another ten minutes of rickety driving, they finally stopped at the entrance of a dilapidated alley.

"If you have something to do, I can go to you first, and come to pick us up later."

"Understood, Comrade Huo Lang! Then let me wish you good luck first, that academician Liang is not a good match."

Shan Mantang grinned with his big white teeth bared, and then glanced at the door of the rear seat.

Huo Lang stood by the door and helped Si Ningning open the car door, and Si Ningning almost slipped under Huo Lang's arm.

Shan Mantang was busy turning the steering wheel in his hands and turned around. When he thought of something, he turned around and said: "Well, Comrade Huo Lang, Si Zhiqing, I heard that Academician Liang may not look good, anyway, if you two want to go... Be careful!"

With that said, he stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

Si Ningning and Huo Lang were left staring at each other.

Si Ningning asked, "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Holland replied.

I can't see people who look good...

Si Ningning thought for a while, and said, "Then why don't you go? You lead me somewhere, and then you wait for me at the intersection or somewhere..."

"Why didn't you not go?" Huo Lang asked with a faint smile.

"Academician Liang doesn't like Zhou Zheng's men, and it's not against girls. If I don't go, who will I go?"

Huo Lang laughed at Si Ningning's innocence, and didn't explain anything. He walked ahead with his long legs, "Hurry up, time is running out."

Si Ningning's crescent eyebrows twitched, and she continued to babble, and stepped forward, still obediently following behind.

The alleys are intricate, and the old and dilapidated inside is even more exaggerated than when you first came in. The residents inside are not as decent as the ones you saw before. Not only are the clothes on their bodies obviously patched, but the stains are so dark that they are almost caked.

Looking at the black and thin faces turned around to look at each other, Si Ningning inexplicably reminded Si Ningning of the rebellious slums abroad, making Si Ningning a little uncomfortable, and his little hands subconsciously grabbed Huo Lang's back waist.

Huo Lang squinted back, seeing Si Ningning's fear, and he comforted him: "Most of the people living in this alley are brick factory workers or their family members. They are just curious and have no malicious intentions."

Si Ningning nodded. When she heard the reason, she really let go of her nervousness a lot, and even felt that the faces of the grassroots working people in front of her became kind and kind.

The brick factory has a special job and a heavy workload, so it is indeed lagging behind the other two factories in the county in terms of sanitation.

(End of this chapter)