Chapter 847: Live Here
Jing Yulan looked at Yang Rui's serious cooking of noodles, and her mood couldn't help but calm down a lot.
"Taste it. Yang Rui put the noodles into two porcelain basins, brought them to the table, and handed Jing Yulan a chopstick.
Jing Yulan picked up the chopsticks with some embarrassment, picked up the two noodles, hesitated, and gently put them in her mouth.
Yang Rui smiled, didn't say anything, and ate with a snort.
Some ferocious eating actions made Jing Yulan a little funny, but her mood also improved, and the embarrassment of Shicai disappeared.
Yang Rui ate the noodles cleanly, drank the soup again, patted his belly, sat comfortably on the sofa, found two pears out, washed them, ate one for himself, and handed one to Jing Yulan.
Jing Yulan shook her head: "I'm full." ”
She brought the dishes into the kitchen, turned on the faucet and washed them.
Yang Rui didn't rush to wash the dishes, he wiped the table very tacitly, turned on the TV, thought about it, simply opened the glass cabinet next to the TV cabinet, and shouted: "Let's watch a movie together." Do you have any tapes you haven't watched?"
"I didn't even look at the one on the right. Jing Yulan bent over and turned around, revealing her graceful curves.
Yang Rui raised his eyelids, he was embarrassed to look more, and put his eyes back on the glass cabinet, only to see more than a dozen videotapes on the right.
"Are all the tapes you bought?
"I took the tapes I watched and exchanged them for people. One plate for another, as long as you add a few dollars. I just changed with people after the Spring Festival, and I basically didn't see it. Jing Yulan poked her head out of the kitchen, her hair falling down, straight and black.
Yang Rui smiled at her, turned his head to find a videotape of "Bonnie and Clyde", inserted it into the machine, adjusted it, changed his position, and sat down.
Nowadays, TVs and videos do not have remote controls, and most of the time they have to be watched obediently in order.
After a while, Jing Yulan washed her hands and sat down on the sofa.
"The film of male and female thieves seems to be a little famous. Yang Rui looked next to Jing Yulan and said with a smile: "You have a good eye." ”
"It's all picked by others. Now the videotapes are precious, and the bad ones have been washed away. ”
"It feels similar to renting, but if it's better than renting a videotape, you can stay, and there's no limit to when you can change it?"
"That's it. ”
"But ......" Yang Rui raised his eyebrows and said, "Those who can often change these tapes are the second generation of officials like you." ”
Jing Yulan immediately pursed her lips: "What do you call me a second-generation official." ”
"Your father is a high-ranking official, and you are the second generation of officials. Yang Rui smiled and said: "The current videotapes cost hundreds of yuan per disc, and there shouldn't be many people who can exchange them." ”
In the 85 years after the price rise, a hundred yuan is equivalent to half a month's salary of the working class.
Jing Yulan was very dissatisfied and said: "If you say so, you are also the second generation of officials." ”
"It's like a feast. Yang Rui's performance is completely different from that of his contemporaries.
Jing Yulan looked at Yang Rui with wide eyes and said, "This is not a good evaluation, nor is it a good reputation. ”
"It's not that bad. Yang Rui said: "Look at the current United States, it doesn't matter if it is the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich, some people have erected this banner instead." ”
"China is not the same as the United States. Jing Yulan works in the school and usually receives ideological education.
Yang Rui moved his knees cross-legged to the sofa and relaxed: "Maybe the United States is very similar to China?"
"What do you mean?"
"If you want me to look at it, the United States in the 60s is very similar to China now, with prominent social contradictions, divided social classes, and even American college students in the 60s are very similar to Chinese college students in the 80s, they are standard elitists, despise making money, and spurn the Republicans who cut taxes. Yang Rui paused, looked at Jing Yulan, and said: "What's more interesting is that when American college students in the past 60 years have grown up, now, these social pillars who have entered the golden period of life have become the leaders of politics, business and academia, and they have suddenly become their parents......
Jing Yulan listened very seriously and said, "You seem to know the United States very well. ”
"If Xiucai doesn't go out, he knows the world. Yang Rui smiled.
"When you say the social class of the 60s in the United States, do you mean blacks and whites?"
"A big part of it is. ”
"You say that the divided classes are the same as in China?"
"China's urban-rural divide is not much weaker than the black-white divide in the United States. The physical confinement of the hukou is very effective, and it may sound better than racial discrimination......"
The way Yang Rui spoke made Jing Yulan unconsciously think of her father's appearance when he talked about politics.
She couldn't help but get closer to Yang Rui, talking about politics is a characteristic of people in the eighties, everyone likes it and is willing to talk about politics, but it is not easy to talk about it well and talk about new ideas.
And boys who can do this are also extremely popular.
Yang Rui smiled softly, chatting with Jing Yulan while watching a movie.
Before you know it, the two are next to each other.
The movie is not very tense, but the final scene is that the hero and heroine are set up and finally shot to death.
From the beginning of the part that set up the bureau, Jing Yulan hugged Yang Rui's arm tightly.
Yang Rui grinned with some enjoyment.
The movie ends quickly, but it can't be called a tragedy, after all, the male and female thieves who kill people and sell goods are not good people in the traditional sense, and they are crazy to find death, and from the middle of the movie, it can be predicted that this is not a happy ending.
However, Jing Yulan was obviously still a little uncomfortable, and hugged Yang Rui's arm even more.
"Have a glass of water. Yang Rui was strangled a little painfully.
Jing Yulan felt the strangeness on her chest, quickly let go of Yang Rui, drank half a glass of water, got up and said, "I should go back, it's a little late." ”
"It's better to stay here when it's late. When Yang Rui spoke, he was startled.
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