Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 13 The Neighbor Cries
Looking at the postman's satchel full of letters, Lin Nianhe went forward to meet him: "Hi, comrade, I'm Lin Nianhe, do you have my letter?"

The postman was Zhou Xu, a young guy in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a Chinese character face, and a very decent appearance.

Hearing Lin Nianhe's words, he couldn't help turning his eyes around her face.

He looks like a fairy, no wonder Brother Cheng is so caring.

He didn't dare to read too much, and took out a tightly wrapped paper bag and handed it to Lin Nianhe: "It's not a letter, Brother Cheng asked me to bring it."

"Thank you."

Lin Nianhe took it suspiciously, the paper bag was so soft that it didn't look like something to eat.

Brother Cheng?Su Yuncheng?
But didn't she tell Su Yuncheng not to forget about herself in the morning?Why did he send something again?
This is... a belated rebellious period?

She clicked her tongue and shook her head helplessly.

How can she repay this favor.

As she was thinking about it, Miao Yulan came out of the courtyard quickly, took the letter and hurried back, her head was lowered all the time, like a doormat.

Lin Nianhe just remembered that from yesterday to today, she had never heard Miao Yulan speak.

This person is like Xiao Transparent in the educated youth spot, she has been immersed in her work, even though they were arguing yesterday, she never expressed any opinion.

Lin Nianhe unconsciously looked at her a few more times.

She was dazed, when Wen Lan slapped her on the back.

"What are you thinking? Why don't you go back and cook? You're not hungry."

Lin Nianhe was caught off guard by her and staggered.

She couldn't help rolling her eyes.

He must exercise well, or he will be slapped to death by Wen Lan sooner or later.

In the front yard today, Sun Guanghui and an old educated youth named Wang Dong were cooking. After Wang Shumei and Wen Lan went back, they went back to the house to rest. own small courtyard.

Su Yuncheng sent a lot of things today, all of which are daily necessities such as pots and pans, which greatly alleviated Lin Nianhe's apparent shortage of supplies.

Before cooking, Lin Nianhe opened the paper bag.

It is a red scarf, very red.

Lin Nianhe was almost made to cry.

This... probably because Su Yuncheng saw her face was scratched and asked her to cover her face with a scarf before working?

It was also because of her inexperience. The girls in the brigade almost covered their faces when they went to work in the field. She thought it was sun protection before, and she thought that everything would be fine if she put on sunscreen, but she didn't think they were protecting against physical attacks.

Lin Nianhe once again admired Su Yuncheng's carefulness, and wrote a half-page piecemeal in the notepad, then took an eggplant from the dish Aunt Li sent yesterday, washed it, steamed it in a wok, and steamed it by the way. A bowl of rice.

After it is cooked, eat it mixed with the beef chili sauce in the space, and the children in the neighbor's house are crying.

The neighbor... really cried.

While Lin Nianhe was washing the dishes, he heard mournful crying from the front yard.

She washed the dishes in twos and twos, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and went straight to the melon eating scene.

Lin Nianhe originally thought that it was Wang Xue and the others who were finding fault again, being made to cry by Wang Shumei or by Wen Lan. Unexpectedly, the truth was far more exciting than her imagination.

The front yard is very embarrassing at the moment, a group of male educated youths are playing wooden games in the yard, and the female educated youths are all in Wang Xue's room.

Lin Nianhe suppressed the joy of eating melons, and asked seriously: "What's wrong?"

Sun Guanghui scratched his scalp and replied, "It seems to be a letter from Comrade Miao Yulan's family."

It's all here, Lin Nianhe won't be able to take a nap if he doesn't finish eating the melon.

With concern for her comrades, she also entered Wang Xue's room.

Wang Shumei was standing by the door, and when she saw Lin Nianhe coming, she whispered to her:

"A letter from Miao Yulan's family said that her younger brother got married, and the woman wanted to ring three times and add 88 yuan as a bride price. I don't know what her parents thought, but they asked her for money."

Lin Nianhe's eyes were wide open.

Parents who eat commercial food in the city ask for money from their daughters who are digging in the fields, and it is for the son's gift money.

Lin Nianhe couldn't understand this operation.

Miao Yulan burst into tears, grabbed Wang Xue's hand and muttered: "What should I do... What should I do... I have just enough grain left to last until the autumn harvest... What can I exchange for my younger brother's wife..."

In the few intermittent words, no complaints about the eccentric parents were heard, but a trace of panic could be detected in the trembling tone.

Lin Nianhe pinches the melon seeds, this melon is poisonous, she doesn't want to eat it.

Before she turned around, she heard Wang Xue say: "Yulan, stop crying, calm down, let's think about it, there are always more solutions than difficulties."

Miao Yulan seemed to have been reminded, she looked around the room with tears in her eyes, and her eyes fell on Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, in the next second, Miao Yulan struggled to jump off the kang, threw herself in front of Lin Nianhe, grabbed her hand, looked at her expectantly and said, "Lin Zhiqing, you, can you lend me some money?" ?"

The sudden turning point made both Wang Shumei and Wen Lan stunned, and Yu Xiangqin also looked at Miao Yulan with disbelieving eyes.

Lin Nianhe only felt that her wrist was stinging from the calluses on Miao Yulan's palm. She frowned, pulled away Miao Yulan's hand and said, "I've only known you for a day, is it appropriate for you to ask me to borrow money? Besides, you How much do you intend to borrow? Do you have the ability to repay it?"

Miao Yulan was so excited at the moment, she didn't hear Lin Nianhe's tactful refusal at all, and said directly: "Can you lend me 200 yuan? I'll write you an IOU, and I'll definitely pay you back!"

Wen Lan screamed directly: "Two hundred? What do you think!"

Lin Nianhe laughed angrily: "I don't have one, so I can't borrow it."

As if struck by lightning, Miao Yulan took two steps back trembling and leaned against the door.

Yu Xiangqin persuaded in a low voice: "Yulan, don't be stupid, how can you pay back so much money you borrowed?"

The tears that Miao Yulan had just stopped started to fall again: "Then what if my younger brother can't marry a wife..."

Lin Nianhe said in his heart, if you can't get married, you can't get married, and being single doesn't break the law.

However, this kind of celibate thinking is obviously not suitable for this era. She didn't say anything, and she didn't bother to be a spiritual mentor for Miao Yulan.

Wang Xue stood up, looked at Lin Nianhe and said, "Lin Zhiqing, since everyone came here from all over the world, we should help each other. 200 yuan is indeed a lot, but it can save the happiness of a family! You have money to eat meat and buy furniture." , can’t you help Yulan? Isn’t everyone’s happiness better than one person’s happiness?”

Lin Nianhe looked at Wang Xue: "What do you want to say?"

Wang Xue cleared her throat, and said in a straight voice like an announcer: "Everyone is gay, you have nothing to do with yourself, are you too disregarding comradeship? We should help each other what!"

Hearing this, Wen Lan shuddered.

Suddenly she remembered her enamel teapot.

(End of this chapter)