Chen Shanhe: "......"

No wonder it's so unusual today, it turned out to be for borrowing money.

Secretly relieved, Jiang Shiyue, who was so reasonable, was really a little uncomfortable.

He spread his hands and refused simply: "I don't have any money." ”

For the first time in her life, Jiang Shiyue asked someone to borrow money, but she was bluntly rejected (because the business is not counted as a bank), and she couldn't get off the stage, but she really had no better way, so she could only use the original owner's sparse personality to guarantee: "I will definitely pay you back." ”

"I really don't have any money." Chen Shanhe didn't want to provoke Jiang Shiyue to turn his face and yell and disturb the people again, so he hurriedly turned out the pockets of his shirt and pants to show Jiang Shiyue.

Jiang Shiyue frowned and suspected that Chen Shanhe didn't believe her.

Because a sister-in-law said that Chen Shanhe had an allowance of 50 yuan a month when she was scolding, but she was all defeated by "Jiang Shiyue".

But in the memory of the original owner, Chen Shanhe gave her thirty yuan a month, so there should be some left.

Of course, thirty yuan is not a lot, especially if the original owner spends it alone, which is quite a lot, but unfortunately the original owner is a loser and has nothing left for her.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have stolen for the five-cent college entrance examination registration fee.

Jiang Shiyue is not the original owner in the end, and she is not so dead-skinned.

Chen Shanhe's willingness to borrow money is love, and it is natural not to borrow.

She thanked her, and turned around and walked towards the family home. It turns out that being rejected for borrowing money is similar to being rejected for confession.

It's all embarrassing with a capital letter.

Chen Shanhe looked at Jiang Shiyue's very lonely back reflected by the dim street lamp, and inexplicably felt a little soft-hearted, and walked two steps quickly to catch up with her, "Registration fee?" I asked the admissions office, and the college entrance examination registration fee is five cents. ”

He just gave it.

Jiang Shiyue didn't stop and shook her head: "It's not the registration fee." I'm thinking about reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, and going to my sister-in-law's house tomorrow to return things, it's not good to go empty-handed. ”

Chen Shanhe's gaze became extremely complicated again. It was impossible for Jiang Shiyue before today to bow her head and return the things! Even if you return the items for some unavoidable reason, you must throw them away and leave, or the kind of charity that turns your nose and mouth to the sky.

She's so abnormal today.

After being silent for a while, Chen Shanhe took out a small notebook and handed it to Jiang Shiyue, "This is the family's grain book, and there is a little fine grain on it, you can change it for everyone." I have never told you that the army's food book is different from the food book outside, and it is common throughout the country, and any food station can exchange food or food stamps. ”

Moreover, ordinary soldiers receive food for free, so cadres need to pay for food stamps.

Moreover, the quota of front-line soldiers is higher, a soldier is about forty-five pounds, and the logistics support department is slightly lower than that of outside workers.

Jiang Shiyue stopped and took it, a small book less than the size of a palm, the first page was a celebrity quote, followed by the names of their family of three and the amount of food they could receive every month.

Chen Shanhe is thirty-nine catties, Jiang Shiyue is thirty catties, and Chen Tianyang is eighteen catties, but in line with the principle of diligence and thrift, one catty will basically be deducted.

That is to say, Chen Shanhe is thirty-eight catties, Jiang Shiyue is twenty-nine catties, and Chen Jiaoyang is seventeen catties.

This is the total amount of food that each person can receive each month.

Among them, fine grains are only three-tenths, and the rest are coarse grains such as red flour, cornmeal, and dried sweet potatoes.

Behind is the receipt details, this is just the middle of the month, and Jiang Shiyue's share has zero left.

Seeing that Jiang Shiyue didn't speak, thinking that she was too little, Chen Shanhe explained: "I really don't have any money in my hand." My allowance has indeed risen a little, and every month I will deduct the food stamps of the three of us, 58 yuan in hand, 20 yuan to my hometown, and 8 yuan in daily pocket money. ”

He will be promoted another level next month, and the allowance will almost be ten yuan longer, after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

Jiang Shiyue suddenly felt a little distressed about the man in front of her. She raised her head to look at Chen Shanhe and asked seriously: "Why are you so good to 'me' when you obviously don't like 'me'?" ”

The original owner is really unworthy.

Chen Shanhe said without thinking: "What does this have to do with liking or not?" Anyway, you are my woman, my son's mother, and I have to be responsible for you. ”

Jiang Shiyue: "......"

really responded to the sentence I heard in my last life, good men let scumbags Huo Huo.

She patted Chen Shanhe's arm, "Responsibility is not equal to shackles, men can also learn to be kind to themselves!" ”

Chen Shanhe: "???!!! ”

**

Jiang Shiyue heard the uniform slogan, and thought that she was in a dream, and when she opened her eyes and saw the roof with exposed wooden beams, she gradually woke up.

The heart is gradually filled with loss, and the expectation of returning to the future in the dream before going to bed is disappointed, and the miracle does not happen, she is still 78 years old.

Jiang Shiyue got up, opened the wooden box, and looked for clothes.

There is one thing to say, the original owner's character is not good, but the clothes are good.

In the era when 65-style military green and worker blue were the mainstream, the original owner was really aesthetic online.

Of course, judging from Jiang Shiyue's current eyes, the clothes are still very dirty.

She didn't want to look at it anymore, so she grabbed a blouse and trousers and put them on.

The clothes that were popular in this era were generally fat.

Because often a piece of clothing is "passed down to three generations", the elders wear it and the younger ones wear it, and the big ones wear the younger ones.

Jiang Shiyue was halfway through it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to her, these two boxes of clothes can be sold!

If the life of accepting the original owner is compared to an acquisition, this debt-ridden company probably only has these two boxes of clothes barely being considered an asset.

After a few decades, old clothes can only be thrown away, and they may only be sold for a few cents a pound.

Fortunately, in 78 years, in such a remote northwest, there are still many people who lack food and clothing, patches on their clothes, and even a family with only one pair of pants who goes out and who wears it.

Second-hand clothes should be bought by someone.

The question is that in 78 years you were not allowed to do business privately, how to sell it?

Go to the black market!

Jiang Shiyue remembered that there was a black market in this era.

It's not a black market for illegal goods, it's a bit like a simple farmer's market or a rural bazaar.

The reason why it is called the black market is because the economic rules do not allow it, and it is necessary to trade secretly.

Of course, according to the regulations of this era, even the private trade of grain is illegal.

A new question is coming, how to get there?

The original owner had never been to the black market and knew nothing about it. Moreover, the compound is located in a remote area, there is no bus traffic, and it is very inconvenient to enter and exit.

She closed her eyes and flipped through the memories of the original owner, and breathed a sigh of relief, the shuttle bus from the compound to the city.

In order to make it easier for family members to go out to buy daily necessities, the resident leaders will arrange a shuttle bus every Saturday, which will depart from the compound at 8 a.m. and return from the city at 4 p.m.

Saturday is tomorrow.