Woo ^ Woo... Besides...

In 1977, a train from Ba'an Nezha City to Bao'an was on a second carriage with a sparse young man sitting. This section was specially opened for educated youth carriages, sending a bunch of unlucky guys to Bao'an and the East Management.

If there is a commoner who loses his parents, there is a pair of young people talking and laughing there.

"Nan Yi, are you hungry? I have steamed buns and fried eggs here." Liu Zhen opened an aluminum lunch box and said, "Do you smell it, is it fragrant? This time my mother put two spoonfuls of oil, and there are oil on it."

Nan Yi used his hand to squeeze a small piece into his mouth, and chewed it twice, "It tastes okay, but if you put too much salt, your mother is really good at calculating. This is to let you eat the train and arrive at the station."

"There are ten eggs here, so I can save some food. There is no need to cook on the train."

Liu Zhen also picked up a piece of it himself, stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it carefully, and his eyes narrowed into a line, which seemed very satisfied.

Finally, I sucked my fingers and then wiped them on my head. As my fingers rubbed, the yellow and split hair on my head became more conspicuous against the backdrop of a trace of oily flowers.

"Liu Zhen, don't apply it to your head." Nan Yi took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it on Liu Zhen's head. "Put oil on his head, you can only fool yourself."

After wiping, Nan Yi put away the handkerchief, took out a piece of white rabbit milk candy from his pocket, uncovered the candy paper outside, and carefully wiped off the floating sugar coating.

"ah!"

"Well! So sweet!"

Liu Zhen's eyes narrowed again.

After a long time of intoxication, Liu Zhen opened her eyes again and saw that Nan Yi was just sitting there, and her cheeks were not bulging up. She asked, "Why don't you eat? There won't be only one piece, right? Or, we are half of it?"

Nan Yi waved his hand, "No need, I have a toothache and can't eat sweet ones."

Take out a pack of Huazi from your top pocket, and bounced it under the cigarette case with his index finger. A cigarette flew out of the cigarette case. He opened his mouth and held it. He snapped it. The Sunflower brand kerosene lighter produced by the Shanghai Guangming Lighter Factory lit the cigarette.

In the carriage, several boys looked at each other. When they saw the red-shelled Huazi in Nan Yi's hand, they immediately showed envy, admiration and flattery.

Nan Yi is pretending to be a slut. In today's days, let alone smoking, most ordinary people cannot see it. This is the legendary special cigarette for high-ranking officials, and can only be bought in special stores of high-ranking officials.

The average smoker only smokes an economy of eight cents. The price of this cigarette is the same nationwide, and most areas don’t have tickets. There are also swimming, Hongtashan and other prices, which are all mid-range cigarettes; Peony and Daqianmen all belong to mid-range and are also needed in most areas.

"Hold!"

Suddenly, Nan Yi slapped himself.

It’s been 77 years since I put on a hammer. Not to mention the children of high-ranking officials, even ordinary cadres’ families cannot come to work in the army again. How many families don’t send their children to the army?

It was boring, Nan Yi put out Huazi in his hand, took out a pack of 20 cents of swimming from his pocket, and steadily enjoyed smoking, thinking about what to do when he arrived in Bao'an.

Last December, when Nan Yi just came here, he was not panicked or excited. He just spent a day clarifying his current identity and age and started preparing.

I went to Hongxing Middle School every morning to order a Mao, and then I sneaked to the production team in the nearby countryside, secretly exchanged various food, chickens, ducks and geese from the members, and took them outside in the morning to exchange for money and tickets.

In the afternoon, I would wander around the door of the state-owned cultural relics store. When I saw someone who wanted to go to the store to sell antiques, I would take it to the alley on the side and buy it for a "high price".

Then, he continued to wander around the store and saw a rich man carrying a bag and sneaking around. The overseas Chinese went up to chat with him and sold the antiques he bought at a high price to them with a slight difference of 100 to 100% of the price.

Just like that, after more than half a year of work, Nan Yi saved up a fortune of 20,000 yuan, and brought a lot of industrial tickets, cloth tickets, national food tickets, bicycle tickets, soap tickets, and fried dough stick tickets.

"Nan Yi, are you hungry?"

"Are you hungry?"

"Something, let's have lunch."

"How many steamed buns have you brought?"

"A package is enough to get off the bus. When you get off the bus, the educated youth office will come to pick us up, and there will be hot food at that time."

"What? Your family didn't give you money or food coupons?"

"My mother said that educated youth have subsidies and food payments every month, so they don't have to spend any money, so they just gave them five dollars, a soap ticket, a food ticket... no."

Nan Yi frowned and said, "There are no cloth tickets?"

"No...no, my tickets at home are already nervous."

There was a hint of embarrassment on Liu Zhen's face.

Nan Yi thought that the conditions of Liu Zhen’s family were not good, and there were three older brothers, one of whom had been married and was still half a child, and he was at the age of dying.

It is normal for Liu Zhen to have a difficult life in embarrassment and prefer boys to girls.

Otherwise, her hair would not have been yellow and split, which is a sign of malnutrition.

"It's okay, I have everything."

Nan Yi grabbed Liu Zhen's thin chicken feet and his dry hands comforted him.

"Um!"

A blush on both cheeks!

"Boiled water, boiled water, who wants to add boiled water?"

A train conductor came over with a big kettle, and while walking, he was yelling.

Nan Yi stood up, took out two German military lunch boxes from the net pocket on the luggage rack, opened the lid on it, and when the conductor walked to him, he filled two cans of six cents of boiling water.

Then he took out two packs of instant noodles produced by Yimin Factory No. 4 from his Shanghai travel bag, tore open the oil paper packaging, put a dough into each lunch box, then sprinkle the seasonings and cover the lunch box lid.

Looking straight at Liu Zhen, who was looking at the lunch box, Nan Yi covered the lid, and suddenly sniffed, sucking the overflowing fragrance into his stomach, for fear that others would share it.

Nan Yi kneaded the instant noodles oil paper casually and was about to throw it aside. One chicken claw grabbed Nan Yi's hand, took the ball of paper over, carefully spread it on the table, and smoothed it out bit by bit with his hands.

"It's a pity to throw away such a beautiful paper. I want to keep the steamed buns."

"I don't want these two, I have them in the bag. I'll eat them next meal. I won't tear them. I'll use scissors to cut them." Nan Yi looked gentle, stroked Liu Zhen's head, and said with doting in his mouth.

"Um."

Nan Yi stood up again and took two large enamel tea cups from the luggage rack. He tied the tea cup tightly with a net bag outside. He opened the net bag, took out the tea cup from the inside, opened the lid, and there was a piece of greased paper on the cup.

Uncovering the oil paper, the aroma of bean paste pork and plum vegetable buckle pork wafted out again.

Swallows... Swallows!

Liu Zhen twitched his nose again at high frequency...

Nan Yi looked at it and was both pity and funny. He took the chopsticks and pulled some bean paste and plum vegetable pork from two tea cups into Liu Zhen's lunch box. He then covered the oil paper, covered the tea cup, and tied the net bag.

Uncovered the lid of the German lunch box and pounded the chopsticks inside, "Okay, you can start eating."
Chapter completed!