After Jiang Xinyu tasted the food in state-owned restaurants in the 1970s, Chen Yi took her to the supply and marketing cooperative.
Jiang Xinyu swayed her feet slightly in the back seat, "What are you doing here?"
It was also something she couldn't afford. She had less than sixty cents in her pocket and she wouldn't be willing to spend it.
Chen Yi didn't say anything. After entering, he quickly came out with a ginger scarf.
The scarves in the supply and marketing cooperative were pink, green, and red, and the colors were all earthy and extremely "authentic." Chen Yi couldn't choose one that he thought looked good, so he reluctantly picked up a ginger one, thinking Jiang Xinyu has fair skin, so she can definitely suppress this look in her eyes.
When Jiang Xinyu was feeling complicated, Chen Yi saw that she didn't answer, so he simply put a bandage around her neck and the lower half of her face.
Seeing that the ginger color hanging around her neck was not earthy, but looked youthful and beautiful, Chen Yi felt that she had quite good taste.
Su Qingqing and her companions from the educated youth spot saw Chen Yi buying a scarf with a clear purpose in the supply and marketing cooperative. Although the styles and colors of the scarves in the supply and marketing cooperative in this township were not as fashionable as those in big cities, they were not something they could bear to buy. .
When the two came out, they saw Chen Yi wrapping a scarf around Jiang Xinyu. Su Qingqing felt really sad.
Some of the young men in this brigade said they liked her, some were courteous to her, but none were so generous as to spend a few dollars to buy her a scarf.
Su Qingqing told herself that Jiang Xinyu was just a village girl who had never seen the world. After she got married, she would work in the fields with her face turned to the earth and her back to the sky. In a few years, her young and beautiful face and slender figure would quickly improve. She has become like most rural women. But she is different. She has the opportunity to return to the city, unlike Jiang Xinyu, a village girl who can see her future at a glance!
Thinking this way, Su Qingqing felt much more comfortable.
With a new scarf wrapped around my face, it is indeed not that cold anymore.
Chen Yi added: "I've made the mold you mentioned and will deliver it to you when I get home."
Jiang Xinyu asked: "How is the black market?"
She was still thinking about generating income for her family so that she could improve her food quality. After eating wild vegetable dumplings for a week, her face almost turned green.
"A lot of people were arrested last time, and the news is still a little tight. No one dares to show up recently, so we should take it slow."
After finishing his words, he asked again: "Lack of money?"
Jiang Xinyu said: "My house was built at the bottom of my house. Do you know what I ate at school?"
When speaking, there was inevitably a hint of resentment in his tone.
He asked cooperatively: "What are you eating? Cornmeal pancakes?"
Nowadays, people refer to cornmeal as cornmeal. Most people in rural areas mix cornmeal with sorghum flour that has not yet had its husks removed to make steamed buns.
Jiang Xinyu hummed, "You've never tasted wild vegetable dumplings, right?"
Chen Yi had eaten wild vegetable dumplings in the past, but he had never eaten them.
"Then when you go to school later, I will deliver food to you at noon."
Jiang Xinyu was a little moved, but then shook her head, "Let's forget it, it's too eye-catching."
Chen Yi repeated in an incomprehensible tone: "Punch in the eyes? I'm shameful?"
Jiang Xinyu said righteously: "Everyone works hard and is simple, but I am special. What do you think others will say about me?"
The noodles fried by Comrade Chen Xiuyun aroused the envy of her classmates. The two meat buns Jiang Zhenzhen gave her that day were also quite eye-catching. If Chen Yi went to bring her food every day, what would others say?
"It's good to go to a restaurant every week." Jiang Xinyu can be considered a contented person.
The subtle discomfort in Chen Yi's heart disappeared instantly after hearing her words.
The corners of his lips raised slightly, feeling that Jiang Xinyu was quite easy to take care of.
Anyway, everyone in the brigade considered the two of them to be in a relationship, so Jiang Xinyu didn't try to hide her behind the scenes and sat directly in front of her house.
The primary school in the brigade has ended early, and Comrade Chen Xiuyun and Jiang Yuzhu are both at home now.
Chen Xiuyun, who was lighting a fire in front of the stove, saw the scarf around Jiang Xinyu's neck at a glance. She already wanted to scold Jiang Xinyu.
We're dating, but we're not married yet, and we're just accepting Chen Yi's things. What does that sound like?
"Chen Yi, come in and have a drink of water before you leave."
Chen Yi parked his bicycle at the entrance of the yard and came in one after the other with Jiang Xinyu.
"Aunt, where are you cooking?"
After Chen Xiuyun agreed, she stood up and washed her hands, then made an egg with brown sugar water in a clean enamel jar.
Chen Yi doesn't like to drink this stuff, but this is also Chen Xiuyun's good intention towards him. If he drinks it, Chen Xiuyun will definitely be happy.
"You bought this scarf for her, right?" Chen Xiuyun's tone was affirmative.
"Don't buy it next time, you just can't make a living. Buy some wool and take it back and make it yourself. You can save a lot of money."
Jiang Xinyu pretended not to hear it. She didn't know it when Chen Yi bought it, but she did take advantage of it.
Chen Yixiao said: "All the girls in the county wear this kind of scarf. I just wanted to buy it for her without thinking too much. Don't tell her after I left. She didn't even know when I bought it."
Chen Xiuyun became more and more pleasing to Chen Yi, and spending money was also an attitude. Although Chen Xiuyun didn't want Chen Yi to spend so much. Thinking of what her little girl said so brazenly, "Anyway, Chen Yi has the whole package," Chen Xiuyun's head started to hurt.
Jiang Jianmin didn't spend any money on her when he was dating her.
Chen Yi drank the egg water slowly, unable to bear the smell of egg in the brown sugar egg water.
Chen Xiuyun went into the house and wrapped up the mung bean cake that had been lying around for a while.
"Take it back to your mother to eat. Your mother said it was delicious last time."
Chen Yi didn't want to eat and take the food at the same time, but Chen Xiuyun was resolute and stuffed it directly into his arms, unable to even refuse.
When the others left, Chen Xiuyun glared at Jiang Xinyu fiercely.
"You dare to accept someone else's gift? What are you going to give in return?"
Jiang Xinyu shrank her neck silently, "Chen Yi said just now, don't wait until he leaves before you tell me."
Chen Xiuyun pointed her finger on her forehead, "Do you still know whether to accept it? Do you still know how to ask him to speak for you in advance? You never thought that if he knew about it, you would spend her money before the matter was settled.
The money will give you a good look after passing the door?"
Jiang Xinyu: "He wants to send it away, what can I do? When I have money, I will send it back."
If it were another person, Jiang Xinyu would feel bad about taking other people's things, but Chen Yi and she were both born decades ago. They were both people who had no worries about food and clothing. It was just a scarf, although she couldn't afford it.
, but she really didn’t pay attention to it.
But in Chen Xiuyun's eyes, this is not a good thing.
"When will you have money? When will you have money? It's easy to open your mouth and say..."
Jiang Xinyu felt that Comrade Chen Xiuyun was a bit tempered today and kept talking for more than ten minutes. She really couldn't afford to offend him.