The dazzling time of rebirth

Chapter 103 Road Encounters
Before Jiang Qingwan and Uncle Zhixing went out, the third grandma also found some extra tickets at home, and went to the supply and marketing agency to buy some things without tickets.

In this era, the food supply cannot satisfy everyone, and we can only purchase and sell through unified purchase and fixed-point quota supply.

Therefore, in the era of planned economy, food stamps, daily necessities stamps, sugar stamps, postage stamps, and industrial rolls are very important things, especially in rural areas.

Farmers do not have food stamp books, that is, urban residents' grain and oil supply certificates that are only available for urban residents, so they can only go to the town to exchange grain and eggs secretly.

These food stamps from the third grandma’s house should have come from the second house’s cousin Jiang Shengli who works in the town, but there are definitely not many. I heard from the third grandma that this cousin usually lives in the town’s grandparent’s house, Half of it was given to the grandfather's family as rent and food.

She looked gratefully at the kind-hearted Third Grandma. In fact, she was not short of receipts. There were also tickets given by Mr. Qi in the space.

The third grandma and the third grandpa have been worrying about her and Xiaowei for the past few days, she has seen everything in her eyes, and a warm current surges in her heart.

Thinking of her past, after her grandma passed away, the only one who treated her well was her grandpa.

The grandpa and grandma only had one daughter, her mother. After the death of the only daughter, they were devastated with grief and exhausted, and both of them passed away.

The other seven aunts and eight aunts all held the stinky feet of their stepmother and stepsister, and avoided themselves.

But here, there are so many people who treat me well, it makes me feel that I am cared about, which is great.

In Jiang Qingwan's heart for more than a month, she has gradually gained a sense of belonging to this quiet and peaceful Shangwan Village surrounded by mountains and rivers.

"Big ya, the ox cart is harnessed, let's go." Uncle Zhixing urged while sitting on the ox cart outside.

"Okay, let's come." Jiang Qingwan bid farewell to the third grandmother obediently, walked quickly to the ox cart, and climbed onto the ox cart deftly.

Uncle Zhixing waved his whip and roared loudly: "Hey!"

The bullock cart started slowly, and Uncle Zhixing turned his head and told him, "Big girl, sit still."

Not long after the ox cart left the village, Jiang Qingwan was telling Uncle Zhixing what furniture was missing at home, and wondered if the ox cart could fit the things I was going to buy today.

She caught a glimpse of two people walking in front of her, tall and slender.

When the ox cart approached, he realized that it was Lu Zhiqing and Su Zhiqing who had helped him a few days ago, and they seemed to be going to town.

"Ah, do you think there are mutton dumplings in the state-run restaurant in the town?" Su Bingxi's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he unconsciously licked his lips with his tongue.

It took him a few days of hard work to get Ah Cheng to invite him to a state-run restaurant for dinner today.

Ah, braised pork, mutton dumplings, big wontons
No, I'm drooling just thinking about it.

Su Bingxi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued to ask: "Ah Ping, have you brought enough food stamps and money? I have to have a good meal today. I have been eating wild vegetable porridge and corn buns every day for the past few months. I almost vomited." gone."

"Enough to eat until you're full." Lu Yuzheng said calmly, seeing Su Bingxi's hopeless appearance.

He still has a lot of money and food stamps in his hand, which were specially exchanged for national general food stamps when he went to the countryside. There are no restrictions on regions and time.

It will not expire like regional food stamps, so these food stamps should last for a long time.

As educated youths, they get centimeters in the village. After the grain is harvested, they can share the grain. With the grain distributed in the village, the consumption of food stamps will not be very large.

　Every time I write about the male protagonist, I feel a little bald, and I don’t know how to write the emotional drama between the male and female protagonists.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)