The seventh day of the lunar month.

Nan Yi took Nan Ruoyan for a walk by the river and saw something new - Xian Yaodong was washing clothes on the pier.

Well, what’s fresh is not the clothes he is wearing.

Looking at Xian Yaodong's clothes, Nan Yi walked to him with a smile, "Uncle Xian, do the members of the brigade don't recognize you as the captain? Do you want you to wear all the high-end pants?"

"What's so funny? A mouse got in the closet and bitten several of my clothes. I could only take care of the clothes and wash them all. I didn't have clothes to wear, so what should I wear if I don't wear them."

Xian Yaodong looked at Nan Yi in anger, and his hands were still scratching the three words "Sunny Baby" on his chest.

Nan Yi walked around Xian Yaodong and carefully looked at the high-end pants he had never seen before, also called cadre pants.

In the early years, there was a rumor - when cadres met cadres, they first compared high-end pants, with daily pants produced in front and urea at the back, and the crotch was "net weight of 25".

There are many such rumors, widely circulated and numerous versions, which are basically the same.

These urea pants seem funny, but there are actually sad stories behind them.

Before the emergence of artificial cotton, the supply of cloth in China was quite tight. In the new three years and the old three years, the sewing and repairing for another three years. In the 1950s and 1960s, it was not a praise for saving, but a helplessness.

Even if you have money, you can't buy cloth at all. If the old ones are worn out and cannot be repaired, then you will be naked and there is no way to replace the new ones.

Especially in the north, when the weather is cold and summer and winter are clear, there are only a lot of clothes to prepare. When the cloth supply was still in line with it, the cloth tickets were all made all at once.

Later, the supply could not keep up and I couldn't buy it even if I wanted to. As time went by, the original inventory was only a piece of stuff that looked like pants.

Just this thing is probably made up of many pairs of clothes and pants.

As a result, the family was so poor that they only had a pair of pants left. Whoever wanted to go out would wear them, and the others were hiding on the kang, which happened in that era.

For a while, when the matchmaker fooled the girl, he used this set of lines, "Let me tell you, the young man I introduced, the six people in the family, each of whom had pants, and the patches were no more than three.

If your daughter gets married, their family will tell you to make a new pair of pants for the tear cloth.”

When the woman's mother heard this, her eyes were sure to glow, and then she raised two fingers, "My daughter is very virtuous. Look at this big butt, she will give birth to a child... we need two."

It is in this era that the diplomatic relations between my country and Japan have normalized, and a limited batch of urea has been imported from Japan, and this batch of urea has been distributed to various parts of the country.

I saw the urea bag on the spot. This bag was really amazing. It felt better than the material on their clothes.

In this way, urea bags have become a scarce resource circulating in a small range, and are conducting internal "buying" and selling for one bag is 80 cents. Don't think it's expensive, as ordinary people are not qualified to buy it at all.

So, a rumor about cadre pants was born.

Nan Yi didn't expect Xian Yaodong had such a set of cadre pants. It was said that it was not difficult to get some cloth if you were to rely on the fragrant trousers here.

"Uncle Xian, tell me, where did you get your cadre pants?"

Nan Yi looked at Xian Yaodong with a curiosity look on his face, looking forward to his answer.

"What are you doing? In 1973, the commune commended the prizes. That year, the entire commune ranked first in grain production in Wenchangwei."

"Oh, that's it. I'll get you my clothes, a new one, and change this one with you."

"What are you changing? When my clothes are dry, I will change them and send them to you. I don't understand you, just this shabby thing, do you still have to provide for it?"

"Yes, I have to collect it. Just this thing, I guess there are not many sets of such good-looking sets in the country. In a few years, I will take it out and show it, and I will say that these are the cadre pants worn by the rich man Xian Yaodong. Tsk, how much do you guess you can sell for?"

"Just laugh at you Uncle Xian." Xian Yaodong smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. I really like this trick on you. Is it a mark of an era? I plan to preserve it."

"I'll give it to you."

"Then say ok, Ruoyan said goodbye to Grandpa Xian, let's go ahead."

"Goodbye Grandpa Xian!"

"Oh, goodbye Ruoyan."

After leaving Xian Yaodong, Nanyi came to the mudflat. In the farthest part from the village, he did not see any chicken sheds or duck sheds. But just now he stood by the river, he saw many ducks playing in the river.

Obviously, no one paid attention to Xian Yao's rules on broadcasting notifications in China, and the members were still doing it according to their own ideas.

Nan Yi smiled and said to himself: "This is great. The street lights are on every day, and no one will think it is important. Only when it breaks down and falls a few times on the night road will pedestrians know its importance.

My street light should have been broken for a while, and I plan to fine-tune it, and this year's focus will be tilted towards the direction of 'foreign investment'."

"Dad, what are you laughing at?"

"I didn't laugh at anything, my dad was thinking about things."

"What do you think?"

"I think my family's Ruoyan has grown taller again, and it is already 1.1 meters tall now."

"Yeah, my grandma just measured it for me not long ago, 109.2 cm."

"Haha, let grandma take you to the hospital for a checkup another day to see if you develop early or will you become a big tall person in the future."

Nan Ruoyan was just five years old, and her current size was developing towards the limit of her normal height at her age.

"Dad, I'm not sick, I won't go to the hospital."

Nan Ruoyan heard the hospital and showed a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Okay, it's okay, I just go and have a checkup, no injections or medication."

"Oh, no injection?"

"No fight."

"Okay, I'll go."

"I'll be good at this, come on, little pig girl, dad hug you." Nan Yi clapped his palms and opened his hands to Nan Ruoyan.

After carrying her home, Nan Yi asked Nan Ruoyan to play by himself. He and Fang Mengyin hid aside and muttered.

"Grandma, it's time to find someone to dismantle the golden nanmu in the house. After it is removed, find a truck to help me transport the capital. I plan to dig a cellar in your courtyard and hide the wood there first."

"No need to dig. There is a basement in my yard. Judging from the amount of wood, the basement should be stuffed."

"Wow, grandma, you have a basement in your house, and you haven't told me?"

Fang Mengyin glanced at Nan Yi, "Stop talking about you, I haven't even said your grandfather. Before putting the wood, I packed a box inside. The box contains the family genealogy and ancestral tablets of the Fang family."

"Grandma, in less than two years, I will definitely buy you the Fang Mansion in Shanghai. At that time, you will invite the tablets and genealogy back to Shanghai."

"Okay, okay, good grandmother, grandma will count on you." Fang Mengyin said excitedly.
Chapter completed!