Steamed buns cost six yuan, and dumplings cost 30 yuan each. They are filled with radish and a little fat meat, and seasoned with a little soy sauce. They taste much more delicious than the rough and inedible cornmeal pancakes.
I have to say that money is really tight in this era, and three yuan can fill your stomach.
Yao Jingping was full after eating most of the dumplings and a bowl of dumpling soup, so he simply pushed the remaining half of the dumplings to Zhou Zhiyuan.
Zhou Zhiyuan said nothing, moved the dumpling plate in front of him to Yao Jingping, lowered his head and ate the remaining dumplings.
"Give me another two-yuan bun, and I'll pack it up and take it back."
Zhou Zhiyuan asked the landlady.
Pack? to whom? To Wang Guihua and his wife?
They treated him like this and even gave them food? Silly?
Looking up to meet Yao Jingping's confused gaze, he explained lightly.
"Bring some to Changsheng."
The landlady helped wrap the buns in brown paper. Zhou Zhiyuan stood up, paid, took the buns and walked out.
"Here comes the young couple again. Wow, it's really eye-catching. I've been running a shop here for so long and I've never seen such a well-matched couple..."
The landlady's enthusiastic chatter came from behind, and Zhou Zhiyuan's ears turned red as he strode ahead.
Yao Jingping couldn't help but pursed his lips and snickered. When he raised his head, he realized that Zhou Zhiyuan was already far away from him.
He has tall legs, long steps and long steps, so he can’t even follow him when he walks.
"You should walk slowly. Do you still want me to go back to the hospital with you?"
Yao Jingping hurriedly trotted to catch up. Zhou Zhiyuan, who was walking in front, turned to look at her and unconsciously slowed down.
He was a little strange. In this era, young men and women deliberately kept a distance when going out on the street, and couples were no exception.
In the past two days, she had been clamoring for a divorce, and today she wanted to walk side by side with him.
The changes in the past two days have not changed at all, and his guess has become more and more certain.
He looked around and saw that they had indeed provoked some pedestrians to point at them.
Yao Jingran, who was walking beside him, raised his head and held out his chest with a smirk on his face.
As soon as I walked to the door of the hospital, I met Wang Guihua and Zhou Chang'e.
Sitting on the curb, the couple, who were spitting and talking, saw Zhou Zhiyuan and Yao Jingping, and their faces immediately drooped.
"Okay, they tricked us all the way here and left us two alone, while you went to eat the hot and spicy food! I think you deliberately used this excuse to drive around the county town on a tractor!"
The couple was so hungry that their chests pressed against their backs, and they were reluctant to go to the hospital cafeteria to get food. Now they could smell the aroma of radish and pork buns, and their saliva could not help but flow down the corners of their mouths.
Wang Guihua got up and grabbed the brown paper wrapping the buns in Zhou Zhiyuan's hand.
Yao Jingping quickly took the bun in his hand with quick eyes and hands.
The most humble person is invincible, so she wondered whether Wang Guihua's old face was pig skin or donkey skin. How could it be so thick?
"Give them both."
Seeing that Wang Guihua looked as greedy as a hungry wolf, she was afraid that she would not let them leave until she could not eat the buns.
Zhou Zhiyuan frowned and took out two buns from Yao Jingping's hand. Before he could hand them out, Zhou Chang'e had already reached out and took the buns in his hand.
She lifted her feet and walked forward behind Zhou Zhiyuan.
"vomit……"
There was a sound of vomiting from behind, and Zhou Chang'e, who had snatched the bun, had a disgusted look on her face and hurriedly pushed the bun into Wang Guihua's hand.
"What kind of stuff is this? The smell of oil is too strong. It couldn't be that Yao Jingping's stuff was poisoned..."
A dog can't spit out ivory, so don't expect to hear a human word from Wang Guihua and his wife.
Yao Jingping, who didn't want to be troublesome, couldn't help but turn around. If he had known this, he might as well have taken the buns and fed them to the dog!
Looking back at Zhou Chang'e who was squatting on the ground retching, Yao Jingping couldn't help but turn around and smile coldly.
"When you are sick and see a doctor, don't wait until things can't be hidden. That's no joke!"
"Shut up! It's you who caused this. I was fine, but why do I throw up when I see you? I'm so disgusted by you..."
Ouch!
The dog bit Lu Dongbin and didn't understand the good heart. If it weren't for the crowds coming and going in front of the hospital in broad daylight, and it wouldn't look good to tear each other apart, she would have gone over and taught her a lesson on how to behave!
Zhou Zhiyuan walked towards the hospital as if he couldn't hear anything.
Yao Jingping followed closely.
Seeing Zhou Zhiyuan and Yao Jingping leaving, Wang Guihua, holding two buns in her hands, became even more panicked.
They stuffed the buns into their mouths in a few mouthfuls, their cheeks bulging, and they raised their heads and stared at Zhou Chang'e with wide eyes.
"Tell the truth, do you have anything to do with Zhang Quanliang?"
Zhang Quanliang is an educated youth who went to the countryside in the village. He is fair and fair and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He is the legendary white-faced scholar.
He was very close to Zhou Chang'e, and he would often write her words and read poems, which made the eighteen-year-old Zhou Chang'e secretly promise to help him with his work, both openly and secretly.
If Zhou Chang'e hadn't helped him with the farm work, Zhang Quanliang would have been exhausted from the farm work.
Zhang Quanliang said that she was a woman as beautiful as Fairy Chang'e. She had been laughed at by the villagers since she was a child because she looked like a black bear spirit. After hearing this, she forgot what she looked like. When he returned to the city, she was confused and had an affair with him. for such a night.
Zhou Chang'e suddenly remembered something: her period hadn't come for more than a month!
Really pregnant?
His originally dark, coal-colored face turned black and white, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Mother, mother, I am, I am just once..."
damned!
The night before he returned to the city, Zhou Chang'e volunteered to show her loyalty, and he promised to pick her up as soon as she was settled. For this, she was so happy that she couldn't sleep for several days.
He didn't even come back with a letter after he went back. She, Zhou Chang'e, was illiterate. She didn't even know his address and couldn't even write him a letter!
Now that this has happened, what should we do?
"You, you, you idiot..."
Wang Guihua sat down on the ground. She was just about to slap her thighs and curse when she suddenly realized that she was doing something wrong.
There are many people in the hospital. If others find out, how will Chang'e behave in the future?
She cursed and pulled Zhou Chang'e out and walked out. She had already come to the county town anyway, so she had to think of a solution.
Here Zhou Zhiyuan and Yao Jingping have come out of Zhou Changsheng's ward.
Knowing that Zhou Zhiyuan was driving a tractor to the county town this time, Zhou Changsheng insisted on completing the discharge procedures and followed him back.
A day's stay in the hospital costs a day's money. His wife is in confinement and the children are still young, so he really can't afford it.
Zhou Zhiyuan helped him go through the discharge procedures, told him to wait in the hospital, and took Yao Jingping towards the department store.
When he walked out of the hospital gate, he saw that Wang Guihua and his wife were not there, so Zhou Zhiyuan gave her special instructions.
"They are not good friends. They just don't have enough contact with each other."
Yao Jingping naturally nodded hurriedly. Anyway, now that Zhou Zhiyuan has separated from the Zhou family, she is eager to put aside her relationship with them.
After walking all the way to the department store, Zhou Zhiyuan took her directly to the store that sells shoes and socks.
"Buy a new pair of cotton shoes. It will snow and freeze in a few days. I'm afraid these shoes on your feet won't keep you warm."
Zhou Zhiyuan was lying on the counter, his tall body slightly bent, and he looked at the cotton shoes inside the counter.
Yao Jingping lowered his head and looked at the black cotton exposed on his feet. The soles of the shoes were almost worn through and they were really unwearable.
A warmth flowed in my heart.
No wonder he insisted on her coming to the county town. He had already planned to buy her a new pair of cotton shoes.
Suede leather shoes cost more than ten yuan a pair, and black corduroy cotton shoes cost four yuan a pair.
Yao Jingping lay next to Zhou Zhiyuan and looked into the counter.
She stared at the pair of black leather plus velvet cotton shoes for a moment. The leather cotton shoes were warm and not afraid of water seepage. When she stepped on the snow, the corduroy cotton shoes were wet and felt like ice holes on her feet.
It's just that the price difference is not even a little bit different.
"What size do you wear? How about those black leather shoes?"
Looking in the direction of Zhou Zhiyuan's finger, Yao Jingping was startled.
The black leather shoes have a little square high heel and a little black fur on the outside. They are of exquisite style and workmanship, but the price is a bit more expensive, at fifteen yuan a pair.
This is the most expensive pair of all leather shoes.
"Sanqi..."
Without hesitation, Zhou Zhiyuan raised his finger and pointed at the black leather shoes on the counter.
"Comrade, please bring me a pair of Sanqi suede black leather shoes."
The salesperson sitting behind the counter had a cold face and didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.
"Leather shoes cost fifteen yuan. Once sold, they cannot be returned or exchanged. You cannot try them on if your feet are not clean. If they are soiled, you will have to pay for it..."
Seeing the salesperson's neither yin nor yang look, Yao Jingping suddenly felt angry.
Stethoscope, steering wheel, personnel officer, salesperson.
In this era, the status of salespersons selling things at the counters of department store stations was not ordinary. They were either from related households or took over from their parents. They had no connections or backgrounds, but they could not find such a job that was both leisurely and able to get paid on time.
Especially the salespersons who sell these in-demand products have their nostrils turned upward and judge people based on their appearance.
Zhou Zhiyuan and Yao Jingping were plainly dressed, and they looked like country bumpkins from the village. Naturally, she didn't take them seriously.
"Take those leather shoes..."
Seeing that the salesperson was too lazy to move, Zhou Zhiyuan couldn't help but frown and tapped the glass counter with his fingers.
"Hey, comrade, what's the slogan above?"
Yao Jingjing curled up the corner of his mouth, and he took it into consideration. He pointed at the slogan on the counter and asked the salesperson with a wicked smile.
