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Chapter 47 1980 Struggle (11)

More than 20 yuan minus the fare and board and lodging, she hardly had much money to buy the goods. Fortunately, the original owner had spent 86 years day and night with matchboxes to dig out [-] yuan.

Zhu Jiayi thought about going to the sea market with great difficulty, so she naturally had to save enough money for purchases, so she spent money to buy some flour, coarse grains, eggs and other ingredients, as well as several urns of different sizes, a kettle, and a set of tableware , a lunch box, and some daily necessities.

When Ying Ziyu was pasting matchboxes, she prepared a week's worth of food for herself.

She picked some vegetables, pickled a can of hot and sour cucumbers, a pot of chili bean meat sauce, boiled eleven eggs, steamed two pumpkins, cooked a small pot of tomato egg drop soup, a small pot of pumpkin shredded meat soup , a small jar of cornmeal.

Then Zhu Jiayi cooked a big pot of miscellaneous grain noodles, steamed a pot of Erhe noodles steamed buns, and baked some scallion pancakes.

It was the time for work and school, and there was almost no one in the corridor. She moved swiftly, and first made some light-flavored ones to save some, and put the rest in the space, and then made the strong-flavored ones.

Although she spent 12 yuan on shopping, Haishi is expensive. Except for accommodation and transportation, she can actually save half of the expenses.

After preparing all the things, she carried Shi Pingyang on her back and packed two patched military bags. Amidst all the exhortations of the whole family, she said goodbye to them and followed two technicians in the factory, a man and a woman, to check the tickets.

"Ah, it's a coincidence, Comrade Zhu, you are in a hard seat, we are in a hard sleeper, and we are in two directions," the delicate woman in a white shirt and black trousers with a curly hair combed her lips and smiled, pointing to the left and right. Means, said apologetically.

But her posture was full of arrogance.

The man next to her was tall and handsome, and he was meticulously dressed in dark blue overalls, with an expensive gold pen in his pocket, and the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose gave him a refined and elegant filter.

Meeting Zhu Jiayi's eyes, he nodded lightly, raised his legs and walked to the berth.

"Comrade Zhu, see you at Haishi Station, but we are the most impatient technicians. I hope you can meet us in time," she looked at the crowd of people in the hard seat, and gave Zhu Jiayi a self-seeking look, cheerful to catch up with the technician.

Zhu Jiayi looked at the ticket in his hand, there was only a hard seat written on it, and there was no information about the car.

Even though there is a lot of choice, the trains from Kyoto to Haishi pass through many stations, and the passengers still jam up every car, and the crowded posture is really scary.

Holding her backpack in her arms, she took a deep breath and squeezed her head into the crowd.

People are so close to each other that their faces can be squeezed and deformed, Zhu Jiayi struggled to whistle and close the door with the flight attendant sucking his stomach.

It's crazy, she breathed a sigh of relief, clicked her tongue and sighed, and put on the shoes whose heels had been stepped on.

When she earns money, she must buy a hard sleeper. This kind of experience once is enough.

Thinking about going crazy again, her sparse and yellowed brows frowned.

People with seats in the car arranged their luggage and sat down, and the crowd cleared some space. Passengers without seats rushed to grab good seats, such as under the seats, at the door of the car, and at the junction of the cars.

Zhu Jiayi chose the car closest to the hard sleeper.

Relying on her thinness, she snatched a seat at the junction of the two carriages, put the backpack on the ground, sat down on her buttocks, and sighed comfortably.

(End of this chapter)