A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 92 "Art Troupe"

"For those who don't have it, they are sold on the first floor, at the counter under the corner of the stairs."

"Okay, thank you. How much does this cloth cost?"

"Three feet of cloth costs three feet. This cloth is made of cotton, and the price is higher than that of processed cloth. It costs [-] cents per foot. Do you want it?"

"need."

He gave the money slip neatly, and when he got the cloth wrapped in oil paper, Lu Miao went downstairs to buy needlework and thread. At that time, she felt inexplicably emotional.

Whether it's cloth, food, or various resource issues, urban and rural people are facing two completely different situations.

City people eat commercial grain, have a chance to participate in city work and secure a solid job, and even have a chance to save money. However, the reality is that it is difficult to obtain material supplies through formal channels.

What about the countryside?
Either they are short of money or they are short of tickets. Saving this and that, it takes an old farmer a year and a half to collect the money or tickets for two or three feet of cloth. The supply of cloth or other materials is not much in the first place. Become "abundant".

Lu Miao didn't know whether to call this situation sad or ridiculous.

But fortunately, such days will not last for a few more years...

While I was thinking wildly, Geng Xiaoyun's voice suddenly came from behind me:

"But I found you. We are all ready to go to dinner."

Geng Xiaoyun approached Lu Miao. She originally wanted to ask her if she had bought all the things. But when she saw that there were people of all ages with small bags and big pockets around Lu Miao, her words changed to another sentence:
"Why did this guy buy so much? You want to move this Yanji Department Store to our place!"

"How can it be that exaggerated? I just bought some nuts and daily necessities."

Geng Xiaoyun didn't listen carefully to what she said. He took the thing in her hand and noticed that there was dust under the big woven bag. Geng Xiaoyun was surprised and helpless:

"You just dragged this bag with you all the way?"

Lu Miao opened her lips and racked her brains to think of how to reply, "There are many things, it's hard to hold, and this one is heavy..."

"Okay, stop talking, I understand."

Geng Xiaoyun threw the woven bag on his shoulder and scratched his forehead with worry, not knowing what to say.

Just as Gu Ying and others were coming down the stairs together, Gu Ying was very surprised when she saw them: "Hey, Lu Miao, what did you buy? Why are there so many?"

"It's nothing, just toilet paper and other daily use items. Aren't we being serious during the holidays? It's a rare trip, so I bought a little more and used it slowly when I got back."

Although Gu Ying felt that Lu Miao bought a lot of things, she understood it in her heart, so she nodded and said:

"You have to put your things away carefully when you go back. The resurgence in the south is severe, so don't go back and ruin your things."

"Yeah, yeah!" Lu Miao nodded while pecking at the rice.

The female educated youths gathered together and walked towards the agreed state-owned hotel. Yang Xiaojing and Ren Bingxin walked slowly behind. Looking at the bulging woven bag on Geng Xiaoyun's shoulder, Yang Xiaojing muttered:

"It's better this time. When I go back to the bathroom, I won't even see shit anymore. It's all toilet paper."

Ren Bingxin took a breath of air and looked at her with bared teeth, "Why did you suddenly say so disgustingly? I'm eating hawthorn slices!"

"What's wrong with eating hawthorn slices? It's not like eating shit, why are you in a hurry!" Yang Xiaojing didn't take it seriously, and stretched out her hand to Ren Bingxin, "Give me some."

Ren Bingxin was convinced, Yang Xiaojing was so disgusting!He spoke regardless of the occasion, which made her almost unable to eat hawthorn slices.

She tore some hawthorn slices and stuffed them into Yang Xiaojing. Ren Bingxin couldn't stay with her any longer. She rolled up the hawthorn slices and packed them up. Ren Bingxin trotted to catch up with Lu Miao in front.Seeing that she was not happy, Lu Miao asked, "What's wrong?"

Ren Bingxin shook her head, smiled and joked: "It's okay, isn't it because I like being with you that I came to you?"

Lu Miao gave her an angry look, then looked away, and the group continued walking along the street, laughing and talking.

When they were about to arrive at the state-owned hotel, a long queue formed in front of a three-story building on the street attracted the attention of several people.

Lu Miao muttered curiously: "What are you doing?"

Gu Ying said based on her feeling: "It should be something to buy in line, right?"

"I don't think so." Ren Bingxin raised her chin, "Didn't you notice? The people in line are all young lesbians."

"It really is……"

"Oh, don't guess, just wait for me here, I'll go over and take a look!"

Unable to hold back her curiosity, Ren Bingxin said a word and quickly ran away without a trace.

When she came back a short while later, Ren Bingxin put her hands on her knees and panted, talking about the news she had learned: "It is said that a leader has come from the county. It seems that some art troupe is recruiting art soldiers!"

Gu Ying wondered: "Why do the art troupes come here to recruit people? Aren't they all recruited from the People's Liberation Army Art Academy?"

Ren Bingxin argued: "That's not entirely true. My second aunt's sister-in-law's cousin's daughter-in-law is in the art troupe. I heard that she joined the art troupe at that time, and she asked someone privately when the people in the art troupe were performing."

"What are you asking?" Lu Miao asked.

Although she didn't know how to join the art troupe, and she didn't quite understand the relationship between Ren Bingxin and her sister-in-law's cousin's wife, these didn't stop her from being curious.

Ren Bingxin said "tsk": "You are usually very smart, why are you confused now? What else can you ask? Just ask if they are short of people and whether they are recruiting people!"

Lu Miao asked again: "Then you just asked and went in?"

"Otherwise?" Ren Bingxin asked back, and after a while she said enthusiastically: "I just heard that if you are selected, your monthly salary will be great!"

She stretched out her hand and gestured: "The monthly salary is 23 yuan, and other allowances include scattered tickets, and there are still six yuan!"

Although I have gradually adapted to life in the production team, there is a better choice in front of me, so why not choose a better one?

This income is not worse than that of a junior formal worker in a state-owned factory. Ren Bingxin has heard before that the salary of the cultural troupe increases year by year, with an annual increase of six yuan.

For example, the salary in the first year is 23 yuan a month, and in the second year it is 29 yuan. Plus the monthly extra allowance, it really makes the difference.

Ren Bingxin was very moved. Seeing everyone's hesitation, she kept lobbying:
"Let's go and participate too. What if we get selected?"

Lu Miao shook his head and asked suspiciously: "We are educated youth, and we are not local members. Can we participate? If we are selected, can the team let people go?"

"This……"

Ren Bingxin was stunned, suddenly a little unsure.

Yang Xiaojing stood up at this time: "It should be possible. I saw familiar faces in the queue just now. They were the educated youth who went to the countryside with us before, but they were separated to other places..."

"They can do it, why can't we? Moreover, the county cultural troupe is also a serious department, and they rely on the state behind them. Why doesn't the captain let people go? Does he dare not to let people go?"

(End of this chapter)