Winter 1960.

Beijing suburbs, Hongxing Commune, Liangjia Village.

In the early morning, the cold wind was howling and bitterly cold.

In the bed, Jiang Ping'an woke up slowly, feeling cold and hungry.

I don't want to get up, but I feel uncomfortable holding my urine when I soak in urine.

When he was hesitating, a pretty figure appeared outside the window.

Jiang Ping'an looked at it, it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with a sweet appearance.

She is wearing a pink cotton jacket, a short double ponytail hairstyle, a goose egg face, delicate facial features, big eyes, a small mouth, and a face full of collagen, full of girlishness.

She was blinking and looking in with wide, moist eyes.

"Brother Ping'an, haven't gotten up yet?" The girl asked with a smile on her lips and a soft voice.

Jiang Ping'an glanced at it, sat up, wrapped himself in the quilt, nodded and smiled:

"Who did I say early in the morning, it turned out to be Sister Jingru, you got up early, is there something wrong?"

This girl's name is Qin Jingru, she is from Qinjia Village next door, and the two families are separated by a small ditch.

"It's okay, I heard from the uncle that you came back last night, so I'll come and take a look." Qin Jingru shook his head and smiled.

After a moment's hesitation, she added, "Are you up now?" If you want to get up, I'll go to the kitchen and help you boil the water for your face. ”

This girl is diligent, Jiang Ping'an is not polite, nodded and smiled: "Then thank you Jingru girl!" ”

"Eh, you're welcome, our folks in the township should help each other." Qin Jingru smiled sweetly, turned around and left.

Jiang Ping'an hurriedly shouted: "Jingru wait, the kitchen outside is locked, I'll give you the key." ”

Hearing this, Qin Jingru stopped, turned around, and turned back.

I saw Jiang Ping'an get up and get out of bed, shirtless, wearing only big pants, shivering from the cold, took a bunch of keys from the table next to him, walked to the window and handed them over.

Qin Jingru silently took the key, but her eyes were looking at Jiang Ping'an.

I saw that he looked handsome, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall and strong figure, well-proportioned muscles all over his body, and strong leg hair, especially that ......

Seeing Qin Jingru's eyes, his eyes were straight.

She was stunned for a moment, her little face turned red, she stretched out her jade onion finger, tapped Jiang Ping'an's waist, and whispered: "Brother Ping'an, you ......"

Jiang Ping'an looked down, smiled dumbly, raised his head to show a mouth full of white teeth, and replied with a smile:

"Don't be strange, girl, this is a normal physiological phenomenon, but my capital is more obvious than others."

Qin Jingru's face was flushed with shame, she took a sip, pursed her lips and cursed, turned around and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Ping'an smiled, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly put on all kinds of clothes on the bedside cabinet.

I bought a new cotton shirt and cotton pants, mille-feuille shoes, and when I went out, I also wore a dog skin hat with exquisite workmanship, and trotted to the toilet.

It has been five years since he was reborn, and he has long been accustomed to the life of this era.

It was a time of great scarcity.

It's not enough to have money in hand, you have to have a ticket, and you need a ticket to buy anything.

Grain stamps, cloth stamps, cotton stamps, meat stamps, salt stamps, oil stamps, coal stamps, cigarette stamps, matches, soap stamps, fish stamps, tofu stamps......

There are many kinds of tickets, covering almost every aspect of people's daily lives.

Among them, the food stamps are the big brother, and the cloth stamps are the big sister.

Without these tickets, you can't live.

However, because the peasants are self-sufficient because they dig food in the soil, they do not issue food stamps and meat stamps, but only issue stamps.

If the cadres of the production team and brigade go to the commune for dinner, they have to bring rice with them, and exchange rice for rice.

If you go to the county or other places for a meeting or go on an errand, you will take the grain to the commune grain station to exchange for food stamps.

Jiang Ping'an was originally a rural hukou, his parents died, and there were no other relatives in the family.

After graduating from secondary school, he was assigned to work as a buyer in the logistics department of a large rolling mill in the city.

After the secondary school students became regulars, they received the salary of administrative level 25 and level 7 clerks, 37 yuan and 5 yuan per month, and the household registration was also changed to urban household registration.

After several years of hard work by Jiang Ping'an, he is now an administrative level 22 and level 4 clerk.

The monthly salary is 56 yuan, which is as much as the salary of college students after becoming regular.

The house he lives in now was rebuilt and expanded on the site of his hometown house the year before last after he saved his money ticket.

There are five main rooms, two ear rooms, and a small courtyard in front of the house, which is spacious and bright.

Because he is a buyer, he is responsible for purchasing the ingredients needed by the leaders of the small canteen to entertain guests, so he has to go to the countryside two or three times a month.

After the family's house was rebuilt, it was much more convenient, and every time I went to the countryside, I didn't have to go to other people's houses to settle down.

In addition, he worked in the city, and the street also divided him into two rooms, which added up to about 70 square meters.

In general, with his current work and family conditions, he can be regarded as a young man with more money.

Although it has been the norm to lack all kinds of materials and not have enough to eat in recent years, Jiang Ping'an has never been hungry.

Of course, it's just that you've never been hungry, so don't think about eating too good things.

Jiang Ping'an is also at peace with what happens, compared to many people who are waiting to eat relief food to survive, his life is very rich.

Coming out of the toilet and coming to the kitchen, Qin Jingru had already helped him pour the washing water into a porcelain basin, and even squeezed the toothpaste.

"You're a good one, and I don't know which bastard kid will be cheaper in the future!"

Jiang Ping'an looked at the pretty Qin Jingru, praised with a smile, and then began to wash his face and brush his teeth.

"I want to cheapen you, but you don't want it." Qin Jingru pouted and said, her eyes were wandering, and her face was full of melancholy.

In the countryside, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl like her, who is so beautiful, has long been visited by many matchmakers.

But since Qin Jingru married her cousin Qin Huairu to the city, she also dreamed of marrying in the city, and didn't want to stay in the countryside to dig soil for the rest of her life.

No matter how handsome the brother in the countryside is, no matter how good the conditions are, she doesn't think about it.

In Qin Jingru's mind, Jiang Ping'an is her best husband candidate.

Jiang Ping'an is not only handsome, knows the roots, is kind-hearted, and has an excellent reputation, but also has an urban household registration.

There are jobs, high incomes, and houses in the city and the countryside, and it is difficult to find such conditions with lanterns.

Jiang Ping'an bent over, washed his face, threw the towel into the basin, straightened up, and said with a smile:

"You're a little younger, if in another year or two, when you're eighteen years old, if I haven't married a daughter-in-law, we can think about it then."

He didn't lie, this Qin Jingru is a temperament that marries a chicken and a dog, is beautiful, very diligent, and a good woman.

Qin Jingru's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "Really? ”

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said: "Naturally, it's true, but let's just talk about this matter in private now, you can't publicize it, especially not let your cousin know." ”

"If you dare to show off everywhere with a big mouth, then the matter will be automatically nullified."

Qin Jingru nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice, was surprised, her eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"I know, I know, my cousin has a lot of eyes and loves to take advantage of others, I will be tight-lipped and not cause you trouble!"

Jiang Ping'an smiled and asked, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

"No, now every household doesn't have much food in stock, and they are all waiting for the commune's relief grain."

"Our family has been eating corn porridge at noon for more than ten days in a row, and we can't drink enough soup and water, so we can barely hang on to our lives."

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "Then I'll treat you to a full meal today!" ”

"I have dozens of catties of stick noodles stored in the rice bowl in my kitchen, you go to make some wowotou, let's eat kimchi, how about it?"

"Really!" Qin Jingru looked surprised, and after thinking about it, she restrained her smile and shook her head:

"Forget it, if we eat and drink a lot, and we don't want to eat the next meal, you will starve in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang Ping'an nodded secretly.

In addition to having no opinions and soft ears, this Qin Jingru has many shining points.

Jiang Ping'an smiled, took her hand, came to the rice jar, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'm not hungry, these stick noodles are rewarded by the leader, you can just eat them."

Over the years, he has not been a buyer for nothing, although it is a little difficult to eat meat, but it is still okay to eat white noodles for a meal.

As for this stick noodles, only he has eaten one meal since he first came to this era, and he has never eaten it since.

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