Jiang Xinyu and Chen Yi, who were happy to play in the city, never thought that Widow Wang could do that kind of thing at home alone.

The city is three times the size of the county, and although it does not have the appearance of high-rise buildings in later generations, it is still mostly bungalows, but it has begun to take shape on the scale of urbanization.

At the door of the movie theater, the poster of "Sunny Day" was standing, and Jiang Xinyu saw the faces of her sister and Zhou Qi again.

The two of them went to the scrap yard, although they didn't find anything valuable, but there was a very broken radio, and after spending five cents to take it away, Chen Yi disassembled all the parts that could be used and put them in a cloth pocket.

He is now very comfortable repairing radios, but because he has no spare parts, he doesn't often come across old broken radios, and he doesn't often make money repairing radios and reselling them.

The two of them had a meal at a restaurant in the city at noon, with fried eel and braised herring, which tasted better than the small restaurant in the commune.

As long as the money can be spent, Jiang Xinyu is very willing to spend money, after buying medicine, she went to the department store again, the cloth ticket was not enough, and she couldn't buy clothes, so she bought three bottles of different brands of alabaster, Thunder, Friendship and Pechoin. I planned to wait until I got home and gave her mother and mother-in-law a bottle.

In addition to alabaster, I bought a broken snack that didn't require a ticket.

She noticed that no matter how big the place was, there were long queues at the entrances of department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives.

I originally wanted to buy records, but it turned out that most of the records were songs like "Dongfang Hong", so I picked and chose and bought a record of Tsarist Russia.

Although the city is good, it is not as convenient as eating vegetables in their village, at least there are enough vegetables in summer.

Even if you enter the city this year, the places where you can play, visit and consume are limited, Jiang Xinyu was still novel at first, and then felt that the city was like that.

There is no playground, no shopping building, supplies are in short supply, and you have to buy a ticket for everything, which is really inconvenient.

The two of them took a bus back to the county with their things.

In the car, I also happened to see Song Guifang, his father and stepmother, and a young girl who spoke a dialect and said "I", wearing gray and patched old clothes.

When the two of them got into the car, there was no place in the car, Chen Yi circled her in front of him, pulled the bar on his head with one hand, and wrapped things around her waist with the other.

This man is crowded, and he doesn't care how close the men and women stand together.

Jiang Xinyu's afterglow lingered in the direction of Song Guifang's side.

There were too many people, Song Guifang was sitting behind, and the girl's voice was not small.

"Auntie, what does Brother Zhikun mean? He didn't have a crush on me, did he?"

"He's a second marriage, why can't he look down on me? I haven't said he's eight years older than me."

Song Guifang sat on the side expressionlessly.

She has never seen her stepmother like this, last time they forced his brother to marry Zhang Ling, but as a result, the shame was thrown to the whole commune, this matter has just passed, and the stepmother wants to tell her niece to her brother, and her father will not stop her.

If it weren't for his brother's stubbornness this time, he would no longer be blackmailed with wages at home, and it would not be so easy to send people away.

No matter what this girl's character is, just looking at the fact that she is a relative of her stepmother, she will not be happy for her brother to marry her. Listen to what she said, it's still a second marriage, what's wrong with a second marriage? His brother is a cadre, and it's not difficult to find one in the city!

"Auntie, I think Brother Zhikun is okay, although he is older than me, I think it's okay, when will we come again next time?"

Song Guifang glanced at the girl, then looked at her father and stepmother, and stopped talking. In this car, don't you have to be seen as a joke by others?

Her stepmother also pointed to her brother to give money to the family, and it was estimated that she would not get involved in this matter again.

"Okay, he has high eyes, he can't look down on you, you don't think about it."

Song Guifang's stepmother felt that Song Zhikun didn't look down on her niece, and she was also humiliating her, men like to be beautiful, but how many are beautiful?

That Zhang Ling looks good, and her mouth will also say, who would have thought that it would be like that inside? How can they blame them, if it wasn't for Song Zhikun's own fancy, she and his father couldn't work hard to match.

The bus swayed to the county, and the girl who got off the bus was still chattering.

Jiang Xinyu listened to the girl's meaning, because she disliked that Song Zhikun was a second marriage and older than her, but she also thought that she was good.

Jiang Xinyu felt that this girl thought it was good because Song Zhikun had a job in the city.

What pot with what cover, Jiang Xinyu felt that with Song Zhikun's conditions, he could now find a literate person in the city, that is, his own father and stepmother, who would really drag his feet.

Song Guifang and the three of them had nothing to say, and they went with them today, but they were afraid that her brother would let them take care of it again. After getting out of the car, she walked home without saying a word.

Her stepmother pointed to her back and said to Song Guifang's father, "Look at her like that, she doesn't take me in her eyes, she doesn't put you in her eyes, what is it like?"

Song Guifang's father was easily provoked to anger, and glared fiercely at the direction in which Song Guifang left, "It's for nothing that gave birth to her."

Song Guifang walked away as if she hadn't heard it, and didn't look back. She thought mockingly in her heart, did I let you give birth to me? Did you give birth to me? When her own mother was still alive, she didn't see his father so used to it, but her stepmother was blessed when she came to her house, why?

Jiang Xinyu is annoyed by this patriarchal and a man who marries a stepwife and doesn't treat the children born by his ex-wife as human beings, Song Guifang and her father really occupy it all.

Looking at these two people more, she felt a pain in her eyes.

The two of them carried their things and went to the Dongfeng Photo Studio to take pictures.

The last time I washed out the photo with color, I didn't paint my face, and it looks okay, but I'm wearing a red dress today, how can I not take a photo and leave a photo?

The master of the photo studio really has never seen anyone who loves photography more than the two of them.

The commune was showing a movie, and there were also young people in their brigade to watch it, and in the movie, they saw Jiang Yuzhu and the group of studio people who had been in the team, as well as the snot babies and old men who had participated in the movie in their brigade, and everyone was surprised.

Jiang Xinyu went shopping for a day and went home.

The widow of the king made the rice in the pot early because she had done something wrong.

The chicken is all lean meat, eaten every once in a while, no matter how you eat it, Widow Wang knew that Jiang Xinyu liked to eat spicy, put a lot of chili peppers, and fried a spicy eggplant bacon for Chen Yi.

While the two were eating, Widow Wang showed Jiang Xinyu the boiled tomato sauce.

"I wiped the inside of this bottle dry, and after the tomatoes were put in, I steamed them in the pot again, and the persimmon skins were gone, and I put some salt, and the boil was not sticky, but I don't know how long it can be stored. If it can be put into winter, it can also be made into tomato fish soup."

This bottle is also a trial make, no matter how long it can be stored, the wave of tomatoes that can't be eaten in the summer is ready to be boiled into sauce.

She thinks Jiang Xinyu is smart, this chili can be boiled into sauce, why can't foreign persimmons? If they had boiled this sauce before, they would have been able to eat persimmons in winter. net

Jiang Xinyu took out a spoonful and tasted it and nodded, "I think it should be possible."

After eating, brushing the pots and bowls, Jiang Xinyu took a bottle of alabaster to her mother-in-law.

"Don't be reluctant to use it, let's buy it again when we run out."

The widow was very happy, and she had more than half a bottle in the last bottle. The daughter-in-law is buying something for her, and she doesn't pick the door at all.

Watching her daughter-in-law come out of the hut and go back to the house in her pajamas after taking a shower, she covered her heart when she remembered what she had punctured.

God willing, she must let her daughter-in-law conceive a child before the year.