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Chapter 52 The old lady is not simple

Luo Xuan helped Chen Xiaoduan butcher the eels and then said goodbye to her mother and daughter.

Chen Xiaoduan and her mother didn't say much.

But before going out, the old lady handed Luo Xuan a bill and said, "Thank you, young man, this is a little bit of my gratitude. It can be regarded as a reward for your help. Don't think it's too little."

Luo Xuan stretched out his hand and pushed it back, "Thank you, Auntie, no need."

Said.

Luo Xuan raised the bamboo tube in his hand and said, "I have already taken away such a big eel, how can I accept your things again?"

The old lady put the meat ticket in her hand [Purchase pork with a ticket for five ounces] into Luo Xuan's pocket.

Then he said: "You took it away because our family doesn't eat meat. That fish is like the peeled old cabbage clapper in your home. I took it away for you, so you have to thank me, right?"

Seeing that Luo Xuan was still stunned, the old lady smiled slightly and said, "You think that fish is your reward, but I think that you are helping me deal with useless things.

It's just that our positions are different and our perspectives are different.

Take it, otherwise I will feel uneasy and always feel indebted."

Luo Xuan had no choice but to accept the meat ticket.

Wait until Luo Xuan just walked out of the door.

The old lady's advice came from behind again, "Young man, my family is all female, and many things are more difficult than others. When you step out of this door, what you see and hear today will be thrown back to me, a poor and broken family."

In the house, please don’t go out to spread the word, okay?”

When Luo Xuan heard this, he paused slightly!

He didn’t look back, he just nodded heavily, then turned around and left!

This old lady.

not simple!

Wait until the old lady closes the door.

Chen Xiaoduan's angry voice came from behind, "Mom, he's just a young man, how can you say these things to him?"

The old lady locked the door.

He turned around and took his daughter's hand, sat at the Eight Immortals table and said softly, "Xiao Duan, do you think he looks like a young man from the countryside?"

When Chen Xiaoduan heard this, his face turned slightly red.

She lowered her head, wringing her fingers and said softly: "Mom, are you not happy because you saw him just looking at me in a daze before he came in?"

"That's not true."

The old lady smiled and said, "The way he looks at you is pure, with only admiration in his eyes, and there is no trace of the erotic connotation in it like those of the provincial townsfolk. Because of this, I asked you to treat him

Please come to the house.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I will drive him away on the spot."

Chen Xiaodong raised his head and asked her mother with a puzzled look on her face: "Mom, why did you say that to him before he left? Do you think he...can understand?"

The old lady asked back, "Do you think he won't understand?"

Then he patted the back of Chen Xiaoduan's hand and sighed in a low voice, "Mom has experienced a lot of ups and downs in her life, and she can barely be said to have read countless people.

In the period before liberation, did you still see less of those official wives and young masters in the provincial capital?"

"It's just that maybe I'm getting old! Now my mother can't understand the world, nor can I understand today's people.

Alas, your father went 'over there' again, and no one in the family can help us two."

The old lady sighed again and said: "Especially the spiral just now, I always feel like there is some kind of cloud covering his body. It makes me really unable to see his true body clearly and guess his identity.

depth."

Chen Xiaoduan raised his head, bit his lip and said, "Mom, I don't want to mention my father. How about we not talk about him in the future? However, you are right, Mom. When I saw this Luo Xuan clearly for the first time today, I

I also felt that there was something indescribable about him."

"yes."

The old lady nodded, "It stands to reason that a country boy has never been out of the village, and it seems that the conditions at his home are not very good.

But when he was dealing with people, in his words and actions, there was no shyness in his eyes that was common among country boys.

Especially when you handed him the blade just now. I could clearly see in the room that he was holding the blade and looked at it carefully."

Chen Xiaoduan interjected: "Maybe this is the first time he has seen this kind of razor blade, and he is curious, right?"

"Absolutely not."

The old lady shook her head firmly, "This kind of auspicious blade imported from the United States, the average country boy will be surprised when he sees it for the first time.

But it’s definitely not Luo Xuan’s look!

I always feel like he knows the English letters on it."

During this period, goose literature was taught in schools.

And you have to wait until you enter middle school to learn a foreign language.

Luo Xuan was still young, so it was impossible for him to understand Goose's writing, let alone the enemy's writing that was decaying day by day.

He can't even touch it!

Chen Xiaoduan shook her mother's arm and said coquettishly: "Oh, Mom, let's not talk about this. Oh, Mom, tell me, do I want to teach in primary school?"

The old lady stretched out her hand and stroked her daughter's head lovingly, "Mom still respects your opinion on this matter. However, I suggest you go ahead.

First of all, the leaders of the Education Office have come to invite you several times. You can also see that the two leaders are still very sincere.

If things continue to be procrastinated like this, the leader will eventually look a bit unsightly.

Secondly, now that you have a serious job, we, mother and daughter, don’t have to sell old things all the time to make a living."

"What are you selling for!"

Chen Xiaoduan pouted: "As for those pearl necklaces and jade seals, no one will buy them... It would be great if there were scalpers."

"If you have scalpers, you should 'donate' them to the People's Bank of China!"

The old lady's face straightened: "You can no longer take my necklaces and pendants and sell them out! In my opinion, this situation will change. Remember, forget those things! Xiaoduan, do you remember clearly?

?”

I saw a rare serious expression on my mother's face.

Chen Xiaoduan pursed his lips and nodded heavily, agreeing.

The two mother and daughter were chatting at home, but at this time Luo Xuan was in trouble with the big eel.

Eels that have been slaughtered cannot be buried in firewood ashes and burned, nor can they be sold to Fatty Gu.

If you want to imitate the way in restaurants, braised catfish with garlic, you must first stir-fry the eel segments in oil, and wait until the aroma comes out, then it will be delicious.

If there is no oil, although the eel will not be fishy when cooked, it will never be as delicious.

Luo Xuan thought to himself: How about buying some oil?

I actually have two gas tickets on me.

At that time, when the family was separated, cooking oil was supplied according to the quota for children in the production team, and Luo Xuan was able to get a quota of 5 taels, 7 yuan, and 6 to buy oil.

For adults, the ration of cooking oil is 2 taels and 8 qian per month, and for children, the ration must be halved.

Luo Xuan also couldn't figure out how this amount was determined, and how did the oil seller weigh it?

2 liang of oil, weighing 100 grams, can barely be weighed.

8 yuan of oil, 40 grams, just fills two small tablespoons.

What puzzled Luo Xuan was: the last 3 was only 1.5 grams.

How should oil mill workers who sell oil measure it accurately?

[Note: During this period, the 16 liang system was implemented, that is, there are 16 liang for 1 catty. But in order to make it easier for everyone to understand, the 10 liang system of later generations is quoted. 】


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