Ran back to the dormitory, the lights had already been turned off, Zhou Xiaoan climbed into bed in the dark, and covered himself tightly with the quilt without even washing his face.

She was so scared that she was trembling under the covers.

The night had been filled with more horror and devastation than she had in the previous seventeen years combined.

And my heart is still very bottomless, what if Old Man Han wakes up in the middle of the night and runs away? Is the dose of -ether-ether-spray she sprayed enough?

What if no one finds him tomorrow? What time do the gangue workers go to work?

What if people don't notice what she did? What should I do if my big flower pants are blown away by the wind? She should write a big sign to hang Old Man Han's neck! Ah! Why didn't you think of it......

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I don't know how long I was worried, and when I was finally about to fall asleep, my throat hurt like a fire, Zhou Xiaoan hid in the space and took a look, there were five big black and purple finger prints on his neck, he was too nervous just now, and now he felt the pain.

If she hadn't run fast, she might have been stunned by Old Man Han, right? Zhou Xiaoan wanted to beat him up again.

I checked the rest carefully, and there were bruises on my elbows, knees, and calves, which should have been knocked during the fall.

I wiped it with an ointment to invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, and went to the locker room to find an inconspicuous black woolen scarf, ready to cover the marks on my neck tomorrow morning.

Zhou Xiaoan didn't know what time he went to sleep, and he was worried about waking up after sleeping for a while, and finally he was extremely tired, and finally fell asleep, and when he woke up, there was no one in the dormitory.

Zhou Xiaoan felt that her whole body was sore, her throat was burning, her brain was wooden, and she looked at the narrow window and was stunned for a long time before she reacted, she had crossed over, this was the single dormitory of the steel mill in the sixties.

If she doesn't get up by herself, no one will pay attention to her illness and death, and no more parents will come to call her "little monkey" every morning and coax her to get up......

After being sad for a while, Zhou Xiaoan decided that it would be more realistic to hurry up, and then she remembered what happened last night, and she had to get up quickly to inquire about the news!

Zhou Xiaoan jumped up, uh, didn't get up, and fell on all fours......

Then I saw a large envelope and a parcel next to the pillow.

It should have been brought back for her by her co-worker last night, but she didn't see it when she came back too late.

Brother-in-law! Zhou Xiaoan was full of surprises.

Open the big envelope first, there are three big ones of ordinary envelopes, bulging! Uncle must have written a long, long letter!

Open the big envelope and pour it, a pile of stationery paper and a small envelope, open the small envelope, and pour out a bunch of colorful tickets and coupons.

Zhou Xiaoan was dumbfounded, what is Uncle doing here?

Zhou Xiaoan pulled in the pile of tickets, there were all kinds of everything, all printed with special stamps for the army, relatively ordinary cloth stamps, grain stamps, sugar stamps - also red sugar stamps and white sugar stamps, woolen stamps, towel stamps, soap stamps, industrial coupons, almost everything Zhou Xiaoan knew.

There are even two cotton tickets, each half a catty! Now getting married is only for two taels of lint, three taels of cotton, and only three taels of cotton for giving birth, this pound of cotton tickets is simply too precious!

Keep it for next winter to make new padded jackets for her and Zhou Xiaoquan, and then make a cotton shoulder for the wife! Enough is enough!

And the ticket that makes her very strange, the nylon sock ticket? Do you need a ticket for this? Zhou Xiaoan has never heard of it. But now nylon socks are a hot and fashionable item, and it's normal that she's a lowest-level temporary worker, and she hasn't heard of it.

Line ticket? Needle ticket? I've heard of this, but I've never seen it.

Cookie tickets? Isn't this something you can buy with food stamps and money?

Take a closer look, ah! Special for cadres above level 13, Daoxiang Village pastries! It turns out that the pastries eaten by senior cadres are not the same as them, you don't need to go to the department store to grab the trough cake for eight cents a pound, you can eat the special Daoxiang Village high-end pastries!

Zhou Xiaoan looked for it, and there were not only biscuits for cadres above level 13, but also rice, oil, peanuts, soybeans, eggs, etc., and even milk!

Milk! Xiao Zhang just gave birth to a baby without breast milk, and he had to issue a certificate with the unit and the street to receive a pack of milk substitute powder every month, and now the cadres can still drink milk!

Even though it says "3 months a day", you can drink it for 3 months a year!

There are also eggs, it is said that the grocery store has not seen the shadow of eggs for two years, and this egg ticket says "three catties in April", which means that there are every month!

Gee! Zhou Xiaoan thinks it's incredible, don't look at Zhou's father's business before, he has seen all the good things at home.

But the biggest official in their family is the eldest uncle who was the deputy director of the steel mill, and that is still the honorary title he gave before his retirement. Zhou Xiaoan really hasn't seen the treatment of high-level cadres or anything.

She put away the milk ticket and egg ticket separately, and planned to give it to Xiao Zhang later, so that the baby can drink milk for three months! You can also eat some eggs when you add complementary food, and your body will be great in the future!

Then turn over, oil tickets, meat tickets, salt tickets, chili powder tickets, five-spice powder tickets - a green onion all needs a ticket, this ticket Zhou Xiaoan doesn't feel strange.

Zhou Xiaoan felt strange, could she use these dormitories? Is the uncle going to send it to the family for her to hand it over?

And what the hell is this frying pan ticket?!

Zhou Xiaoan didn't bother to open the parcel, so he hurriedly read the letter first.

Comrade Zhou Yuehai was as rigorous and serious as ever, and the words "Comrade Zhou Xiaoan" were written in a dignified and serious manner.

Zhou Xiaoan couldn't help but twitch every time he saw these words, did their uncle and nephew make an appointment to torture each other with their titles?

Comrade Zhou Xiaoan said that she didn't see anything, and she should ignore this title......

The content of the letter is still the same as the minutes of the meeting, the language is very, very concise and pragmatic, and hardly a word is wasted.

Zhou Xiaoan flipped through the letter paper, five sheets! Uncle, how much do you have to tell her?!

First of all, there are a few things that she highlighted in her letter.

The first thing is that the third prince wants to succeed the uncle, and the uncle made it clear, "Don't worry, the uncle will not succeed, he has nothing to do with us except for his surname Zhou, and the army will not have any impact on me because of this matter." ”

Zhou Xiaoan tilted her head and thought about it, did she write in the letter that she was worried? It didn't seem to be, although she was really worried.

The second thing is Zhou Xiaoan's words. Yes, she took this matter very seriously, and it was the most important thing for her.

Uncle said very matter-of-factly, "There is no obvious difference from the last time I saw it." Zhou Xiaoan immediately pouted, how could it be! Have you looked closely?

Probably thinking that such a blow to her would affect her enthusiasm, the uncle went on to write: "But the pen movement is much smoother, and it is rare to have such a change after only a few days of practice." Practice well and you will definitely improve a lot in the future. ”

Zhou Xiaoan is a little satisfied this time, of course there will be great improvement, and now it is much better! I'll write a few words to you later!

Then Uncle talked about Teacher Fan.

"There are some things you need to know about Teacher Fan first. Mr. Fan's real name is Fan Shouming, his ancestral home is in the countryside of Peizhou suburban county, born in 1915, and he is a poor peasant. ”

Zhou Xiaoan was surprised, Teacher Fan is only 45 years old?! How can it be?! He looked at least sixty years old! The wrinkles on my face are almost as deep as my wife! Her health is still so bad, she believes him when she says he is seventy years old!

Fan Shouming graduated from the Department of Mathematics of the Provincial Normal College in 1935, and after graduation, he entered the Peizhou Yongchang Trading Company to work, and in 1949, he became the director of the Accounting Department of the Trading Bank, and became the backbone of Pan's ocean trade.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Fan Shouming betrayed the master, took the lead in exposing Pan's criminal evidence, led the government staff to find Pan's secret vault, and made great contributions, and then transferred to the steel mill as the head of the personnel section. ”

Uncle drew two lines under the word "backer".

Zhou Xiaoan was surprised, Mr. Fan, the backer? Does Uncle think that he has a problem with his character and does not let himself have too close contact with him?

However, as an uncle, he should think that Mr. Fan is a progressive who supports New China? Why admonish her about this?

Moreover, why did Uncle go to check Mr. Pan's account?

PS: He's Bi plus more and the monthly pass plus more will be around 8 and 10 o'clock this evening, and it will definitely be more complete today~

Thank you for your support~ Let Jiaojiao make another happy Wan Gengjiao today~ (To be continued.) )