Chapter Twenty-Three: The Bitter and Wronged Liang Ladi

"Oh yes, you can go find that Nan Yi......"

Wang Dashun didn't want to make the relationship so stiff, he had been secretly coveting Liang Ladi.

"Think about it, Nan Yi used to be the chef of our kitchen, but now he is suspended at home because he was reported, but don't forget, he is from a capitalist family and has a bottom!"

"People can take a random object from their home and sell it for hundreds at the entrusted store, and ah, I heard that he goes out to the restaurant every week."

"I don't think he has a meal ticket, but borrowing money, you must be looking for him."

When Liang Ladi heard that it was Nan Yi, she pursed her lips and said disdainfully:

"That person, not yin or yang, snarky, he used to be in the cafeteria, every time he cooked, let him order more, and never gave a good face."

Wang Dashun touched his nose, suddenly remembered something, and said:

"I remember, there's another person who must have a way."

"Who?" Liang Ladi suddenly became interested.

"Cui Dake, Cui Dake from Nantai Commune who sent wild boar!"

"What do you think, today the factory director said that he Cui Da Keke hunted a big wild boar of 682 catties,

If you think about it, there are only one hundred and fifty catties sent to our machine repair factory.

Others, even if they need to be handed over to the commune according to the regulations, will still be distributed to other team members.

The rest of the amount will not be less, if you don't have thirty catties, you have to have twenty catties, he definitely has something! You're looking for him! ”

"Cui Dake ......"

Listening to Wang Dashun's words, Liang Ladi fell into deep thought.

She remembered the tall and handsome young man who looked at her at the noon meeting, but the two had never been in contact, and they didn't know each other, and she glared at her, looking for him to ask for wild boar, and Liang Ladi flinched a little.

Looking at the contemplative Liang Ladi, Wang Dashun's heart moved again.

"Ladi, let me tell you, it's not that I won't give it to you, the one in the house is also waiting, next time we are talking, I haven't been back for so long, wait for her to find her."

After Wang Dashun left in a hurry, Liang Ladi dug out his savings and summed it up, but he couldn't last a few days to buy grain, mainly to go to Nantai Commune to do agricultural support activities, and I don't know how long it will take.

At the meeting just now, the director didn't say that it would be okay if it went for a few days, and the food of Da Mao, Ermao, and Sanmao would be easy to solve, and it would be a big deal to let the second aunt next door help her for a few days, and she could deal with it casually, but Xiu'er was still young, so she had to prepare some milk substitute powder or delicate white flour boiled paste for her to eat.

I don't want to go, but I have to go, this is the opportunity that Secretary Jiao finally won for himself, maybe after this time, he can raise his salary if he behaves well, and his life will not be so sad.

Liang Ladi returned to the place where she made clothes and leaned against the wall, her eyes were red, bitter and aggrieved.

"What will we do with this child's food?"

Maybe I can only go to that Cui Dake to see.

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After resting for a while, Cui Dake said hello to Section Chief Liu, saying that he was going to the city for a walk, and after being told by Section Chief Liu to come back before half past three to attend the meeting, he walked out of the gate of the machine repair factory.

Walking on the road, Cui Dake fully felt the unique charm of the 49 City in the 60s.

Most of the pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, although there is no prosperity of the busy traffic in later generations, but there is also a peaceful and progressive atmosphere.

Occasionally, you can see a decent person riding a permanent bicycle and wearing a white shirt with his hair combed in the middle.

Cui Dake smacked his lips and looked at his body that was patched and patched although he was in good spirits, and could only touch his handsome face, and decided that he would have to buy a suit if he had the opportunity.

Not to mention how expensive and good, at least you have to be worthy of your own face, Cui Dake smiled a little cheaply in his heart.

The courtyard and the courtyard build the characteristics of the Hutong of the four or nine cities, and Cui Dake finally met the pigeon city in the corner of the alley.

The so-called pigeon market is a trading market that is negotiated privately between buyers and sellers without permission.

In these years, everyone's food supplies are fixed, and tickets are required to buy everything at farmers' markets and regular stores, but tickets are harder to get than money.

Where there is demand, there is a market, and the pigeon market came into being.

Most of the things in it don't need tickets, just have money, but the price is often more expensive than the regular market, such as a pound of eggs, the price in the regular market is 5 cents and the corresponding meat ticket, to the pigeon market, you don't need a meat ticket, but the price is 8 cents or even a dollar to buy.

It's okay to be small, and they generally turn a blind eye.

If the scale is large, it will be intervened by the staff in the shadows, and if they are caught, they will be sent back to their original units for education, or they will be convicted of speculation and imprisoned.

Cui Dake came to such a place.