Su Jinyun couldn't keep up with Chu Hao's brain circuit, but seeing the boy's suddenly serious and stubborn expression seemed to bring back some memories of the past, her tone unconsciously softened, and she said with a smile:

"Why are you talking about buying a watch all of a sudden? I'm wearing this one very well now. If you want to buy one, buy one for yourself. You're about to go to college. You'll need it. College students should wear a watch at all times.

, Auntie feels that if Xiaohao is so good, there will always be a girl who likes you who will ask you for your time..."

It was still the familiar scent in his memory. This gentle woman with great tolerance had never faded in Chu Hao's memory. She always gave him the best, and her tenderness towards him never diminished even one point.

Although she was still madly hinting that Chu Hao should find a girlfriend, the so-called big gold chain and small watch, and three small barbecue meals a day were naturally not the standard equipment of the cultural man Chu Tiezhu.

College students in the 1980s basically wore watches, white shirts, and a pair of old-fashioned and bulky brown glasses. In the eyes of future generations, this outfit exudes a sense of stupidity from the inside out.

However, in that era, it was a typical characteristic of intellectuals. Of course, it was impossible to really use it to tell the time. It was mainly due to the psychology of courtship and herdity.

Invisibly, the whole society has formed a situation where it seems that if you don’t wear a watch to college, you are not a college student. In a sense, this also represents the aesthetic trend of early college students.

Decades later, this sub-trend has not completely subsided.

It’s just that the original triangle set and cheap ordinary linked watch for college students have turned into more sophisticated and expensive mechanical watches and electronic watches.

Brown old-fashioned large-frame glasses have become all kinds of fancy Internet celebrity glasses.

Only that white shirt, which caused girls to have countless beautiful blue reveries about boys in the sun, still stands on the university campus, becoming a beautiful memory of campus love for generations.

"Okay, I'll buy a watch later. You have to help me see if it looks good..."

Chu Hao knew Aunt Yun's stubbornness and knew it well, so he responded vaguely, swallowed the whole egg with difficulty, hammered his chest, picked up the rice porridge and drank it all.

After finishing his breakfast, Chu Hao glanced at the half egg and half bowl of rice porridge left by Comrade Su Shiqian. Aunt Qian was not someone who deliberately wasted food.

Firstly, her appetite is not big, and secondly, since she came here, Aunt Qian eats half of each meal and keeps half, and orders herself to eat the rest.

She calls it the time when her body is growing. According to her nutrition experience when she went to the United States to study abroad, a good boy at this age should eat more eggs, which is conducive to the secretion of growth hormone and dandruff. In the future, all aspects of the body and bones will be longer.

thrive.

Chu Hao was initially unwilling to be Su Shiqian's trash can. He was 1.76 meters tall and had a strong and well-proportioned figure because he had been doing farm work all year round. He could exert all his strength.

Aunt Qian curled her lips and expressed that she wanted to train Chu Hao to be as strong as an American. To this end, she took out a piece of news she had read when she was studying in the United States. It said that a pair of American explorers discovered a place in Africa.

In primitive tribes, people there are generally very tall. The secret is that the people in the tribe eat cow treasures since they were young.

After some instrument testing and analysis, scientists in the United States found that Niubao can indeed effectively increase a person's upper limit of height.

Such a god-like reason shocked Chu Hao. He had seen this news in many stories in later generations.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, in short, from then on, Chu Hao became Su Shiqian's trash can, helping her eliminate the leftovers of her other half.

Aunt Yun did not object to this, but felt that people of Chu Hao's generation should eat more, and not be like when they were young, where lack of nutrition led to limited growth in size and other aspects...

Chu Hao sweated, and quietly glanced at someone's pair of treasures that were placed on the dining table due to the inconvenience of bearing the weight, and visually estimated that there were at least d treasures.

I thought to myself, what kind of bicycle do I need? If this pedaling horse is considered nutritionally limited, if I use full power to make up for it, it will expand to such an extent that it will make it impossible for others to survive.

Su Jinyun didn't know Xiao Jiujiu in someone's heart, so she watched Chu Hao eating breakfast with a smile.

Unable to complain about Comrade Su Jinyun's alternative Versailles, Chu Hao quickly finished the remaining half of Su Shiqian's eggs, picked up her half bowl of cold rice porridge, and saw that there were still some red lip marks on the rim of the bowl, knowing that it was Su Shiqian who left them

of.

Squeaking, Chu Hao drank along the edge of the bowl. The taste was slightly sweet, and it seemed to be strawberry flavor.

After cleaning the battlefield, Chu Hao followed Su Jinyun out of the house. It was just dawn outside, and the two of them walked all the way to the Second Red Star Textile Factory.

At this time, it was not time to go to work, and there was no one in the factory. It seemed a bit deserted. There were only a few men on night shift sweeping the floor.

Su Jinyun greeted several uncles politely, and when they came to the office, they found a slim and petite figure wearing blue work clothes and wearing two thick and black braids standing at the door.

The recognition of these two braids is not very high. After all, women with this hairstyle are too common in this era.

But the quality of the hair in these two braids is so good, it is as black as if it had been dyed with fine ink. The hair strands are smooth and neatly coiled together, without any naughty messy curls. They look beautiful and considerate and comfortable.

feel.

Liu Yuemei!

Su Jinyun, the deputy director, saw Liu Yuemei arriving so early and saw that she was holding a large package tied up with an old scarf in her arms. She had an idea and took out the key to open the door and greeted her with a smile:

"Xiaomei, why are you here so early? Have you had breakfast?"

Liu Yuemei was standing uneasily at the door when the respected deputy factory director suddenly greeted her with a smile from behind.

Perhaps she was born timid, so she trembled in fright. The package in her arms was not held securely, and one of the straps of the old turban she tied up fell off, and the clothes inside were about to fall to the ground.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Chu Hao stepped forward to help hold down the opening of the package before the clothes fell off.

He just reacted naturally and didn't think much about it. Little did he know that the weather was very hot and Liu Yuemei was wearing very little underneath her blue work clothes.

Maybe it's because of the financial constraints at home, or maybe it's because the mother at home doesn't pay much attention to it.

In short, when Chu Hao helped hold down the opening of the package, he felt that his palms would inevitably sink into the honey syrup.

It's so soft that if you put it on gently, you won't be able to see your palm anymore.

Chu Hao didn't notice anything at first, thinking that the clothes in the package were too soft. He also wondered if Liu Yuemei was good at making opinions, so she would use pure cotton T-shirts for embroidery.

The cost is too high, and it is not suitable for embroidery. The scene happened too fast, in the blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!