Shuttle Seventy: Sweet Wife

"Aren't there any bags?" Jing Qing asked suspiciously, looking at the things stacked on the wooden cabinet.

"Hehe, comrade, this is your first time shopping? We all bring our own baskets or backpacks here. What bags do we have to provide?" The saleswoman smiled.

"Sister Jing, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I forgot it for a while, but I didn't expect to buy so much. Otherwise, I'll go home and get it, you wait first." Li Xiaomei said embarrassedly, she usually buys things for a while. In the same way, the ones that can be put in a back basket are usually bought during the Chinese New Year.

Jing Qingxin hurriedly grabbed Li Xiaomei who was about to turn around and said with a smile, "Don't bother, it's not your fault, I didn't think about it."

Jing Qingxin turned around and put the bagged items into the casserole, filling it all up. The diameter of the casserole is slightly larger than that of a basketball, with a capacity of about six or seven liters. Fortunately, the casserole is not too small, and it can still fit in Quite a few things, as for the remaining little ones? Jing Qingxin turned the lid of the casserole over so that it could be used as a tray, and put other items on the lid, and finally managed to get these loose items!

"Xiaomei, please help me take down the lid of this pot!" Jing Qing said in a quest.

"Sister Jing, let me serve the pot, I'm strong!" Li Xiaomei tried to serve the full casserole.

Jing Qingxin hurriedly stopped and said with a smile, "It's fine, I can! Please help me with the rest."

"Sister Jing, can you handle it?" Li Xiaomei asked worriedly.

This casserole was a little heavy at first, but now it is full of stuff, not to mention the weight, and Sister Jing is from a big city, and she must be pampered at ordinary times, unlike the girls who grew up in the village, since childhood Doing farm work, the strength is not small.

"Okay, don't worry~ I have the strength." Jing Qing laughed lightly, she was not joking, although she looked a little weak, but Jing's father had been pulling their brothers and sisters to exercise since she was a child, and she was even more worried about her. The girl would be bullied, and she was taught some self-defense punches.

After speaking, Jing Qingxin took the casserole in both hands and walked out first! Li Xiaomei had to follow immediately, but she thought that if Sister Jing was tired, she would exchange with Sister Jing halfway.

The two of them hugged things in both hands and walked to the village while chatting. At this time, most of the villagers were farming, so there were not many people on the road.

"Xiaomei, do you have a lot of refined grains at home?" Jing Qing was thinking about the ingredients.

"Back then, the troops sent 100 catties of coarse grains and 20 catties of fine grains. Now there are still about 10 catties. My mother always makes white rice once a week according to the amount." Li Xiaomei said calmly.

"Where can I buy refined grains? Are there chickens for sale in the village?" Jing Qing asked in a low voice. She knew that at this age, she was still relatively sensitive. That is speculative and will be judged. Only the public can sell items publicly.

But people all have to live, and they all need living materials. If there is demand, there will be a market. Naturally, there will be some private transactions. Otherwise, how can we live this hard life?

"Refined grains are precious these days. You can only buy them at the grain station in the town. Every household in the village will keep some, but not much. Sister Jing, do you want to buy hens or roosters? I have them in my house." Li Xiaomei said bluntly.

"Hen! I want to make soup." Jing Qing agreed.

"There are hens, can old hens without laying eggs do?" Li Xiaomei asked in a low voice. There was a hen in her family that stopped laying eggs half a month ago. Chicken is also a meat dish, and her mother is going to take the time to exchange it for money in the town.

Today, although the production is contracted to the household, the amount of food received by work points is limited every year. Each household has a small plot of private land, and each household has a large population. Naturally, it is necessary to find more ideas for the family, such as growing vegetables and raising poultry. It's a nice open source approach, but it can't be over-raised.

Each family usually raises three or four chickens, most of them are hens, which are raised to lay eggs, but most families are reluctant to eat them, so they usually save them. Exchange eggs for other foods.

"Yes!" Jing Qing answered cheerfully, the old hen stew is more suitable, and the chicken soup is fragrant enough.

Hearing this, Li Xiaomei said happily: "Well, then I'll go home and talk to my mother."

Afterwards, the two walked home quickly. Li Xiaomei thought in her heart that she could take care of the old hen and increase the income for the family, so her pace became a lot lighter, while Jing Qing thought about Gao Shen being at home alone, with almost everything. I bought it, so I want to get home as soon as possible.

But both of them were holding something. Even if they were fast, the time to return would not be much faster. When they walked to the center of the village, two young girls, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wore blue cloth. , a well-dressed white shirt, who looks slightly different from the girls in the village. The most obvious thing is that both of them have short hair at the same ear. Secondly, the expression is more confident and superior.

Jing Qing glanced at her heart and didn't look at it any more, because she saw the expression of one of the women who came, with a hint of arrogance, and at first glance, it was difficult to get along. Besides, she doesn't know each other, so there's no need to come up and say hello!

However, sometimes life just doesn't turn out as well as you think.

"Xiaomei, where did you come from? You bought so many things." The girl in blue asked with a smile, but her eyes were fixed on the items in Li Xiaomei's hands.

"I came back from the commune, it's not mine." Li Xiaomei replied with her head lowered slightly.

"Hey, you are the one who came to take care of the soldier with the broken leg?" the girl in the white shirt asked with her chin raised, her eyes scanning Jing Qingxin's clothes.

Suddenly, a trace of jealousy flashed across her face, and she couldn't help but mutter in her heart: This woman's family conditions must be very good. I saw her wearing a long dress in the morning, and it was a style she had never seen before, and now she changed her clothes in half a day, which is really ostentatious. ! And they are also all white shirts. When you compare them with hers, they instantly look much uglier. How can she not be annoyed!

Sure enough, you can tell by looking at his face that he is not easy to get along with. As soon as he opens his mouth, he immediately feels disgusted. Jing Qing said coldly: "First, I'm not called Ai, I have a name and a surname, and second, you say The soldier who has a broken leg, please call him Captain Gao. This rank is recognized and protected by the state, and it is also a co-prosperity injury. You can't just yell at me! Do you understand when the disaster comes out of your mouth? Also, he just injured his leg. , not a broken leg!"