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69 Homesickness is on the rise

As expected, Zheng Tong still shyly ordered a few steamed buns, followed Jiang Hua's request, and swallowed the steamed buns while squeezing his neck. Jiang Hua was so frightened that he wouldn't die like this.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Hua asked, why do these words feel so familiar? Damn it, isn't this an advertising slogan for "big power"? He said it in his own mouth, but it didn't feel that way.

Zheng Tong waved his hand: "It's okay, buddy, I can still handle it."

Jiang Hua walked in front and said, "Let's go then. I'll walk around a lot to help you digest your food. If you catch the good ones, you'll eat them without your life. If you go out for a while, you won't be prepared to go back alive."

After leading Zheng Tong around the county town for half an hour, Zheng Tong felt less stressed and his walking posture also changed. He had held his head high just now, fearing that his noble head would lower later on.

It will release a lot of oil and water.

Zheng Tong said happily: "It's much better, I finally have my life. Wait a minute, isn't this the post office?"

"You need to send a letter!"

Zheng Tong shook his head and said, "Buy some stamps. You'll need them anyway, and I also like to collect them."

"Then I'll buy some too."

Zheng Tong bought a dozen stamps, all of which were ordinary goods.

Jiang Hua asked the staff: "Comrade, is there any copy of "The Mountains and Rivers Are Red" that was released last year? (The original name is not this, it is a common name, but I am afraid of getting into trouble if I write the original name.)

"Yes, there have been two editions, and none of them have been sold yet. We have to focus on the previous sales first."

Jianghua was very happy. Even those who did not collect stamps, many people knew the name of this stamp, because in later generations, this thing was too valuable.

Jiang Hua hurriedly said: "I want them all."

As soon as he said he wanted them all, the staff looked at Jiang Hua with suspicion and asked, "Why do you want so much? Are you planning to speculate?"

"Are you kidding? Stamps are speculative. Who are they selling them to? I bought them at the post office. Who would buy them from me? It's not a scarce item."

"Then you like it. What do you mean by that? Yes, it's stamp collecting?"

Jiang Hua and Zheng Tong both nodded. The guy was relieved now. Yushu lowered his voice and said: "Two editions of one hundred copies, twenty yuan."

Jiang Hua quickly took out 20 yuan and handed it over. The guy walked to the back for a while before coming out, holding two sets of red stamps and handing them to Jiang Hua.

Zheng Tong looked down at the stamps and suddenly said: "Hey, that's not right. Your stamps cost eight yuan each. One hundred stamps are only eight yuan. You want us to have twenty."

"What are you yelling about!" the guy said in a low voice, while looking around, "What are you yelling about? The issuance of these stamps was stopped after half a day. We handed in most of them and only kept two editions. I want twenty, don't lose it.

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As soon as he heard that the stamps were issued and stopped after half a day, Zheng Tong immediately knew that there must be something wrong with the stamps. Such wrong stamps have always been extremely precious, so he immediately shut up and said nothing.

"You are quite sensible, kid, otherwise I wouldn't sell it to you."

The two walked out of the post office, and Zheng Tong said enviously: "Brother Hua, you got a bargain this time. This ticket is most likely the wrong one. That's a rare thing."

Jiang Hua also said happily: "It is indeed the wrong ticket. The map is wrong. I have heard about it a long time ago, but I have never encountered it in the capital. I didn't expect that there are two versions hidden here."

There was nothing unexpected about buying chicken babies. With double letters of introduction from the village and the Educated Youth Office, Jiang Hua easily bought fifty chicken babies, put them in the bamboo baskets prepared in advance, and carried them on Zheng Tong's back. Who told him to eat so much just now?

many.

A large basket of chicken dolls was placed in the yard. Three girls were fighting around the bamboo basket and playing with the little chicken dolls. However, none of the girls would shout in a coquettish tone: "Wow, it's so cute."

Jiang Biyun and the other two girls looked at each other and thought, then volunteered and said: "These chickens belong to us girls, but we don't know how to use your earthworms yet."

Jiang Hua clapped his hands and said, "That's just right. I've prepared some words to persuade you to raise them. You girls are more attentive. These chickens are still small, so it's suitable for you to raise them. As for how to get the earthworms, we men will prepare them."

"

The two sides hit it off immediately. Jiang Hua used wire meshes one by one, like sieves, to break up the compost and sift it once. He washed the worms that came out of the sieve, boiled them, dried them, and then pounded them into powder with a stone mortar. They should have used a stone grinder.

Yes, but everyone was opposed to stone mills being used to grind grain, so they specially found a stone mortar, and the effect was the same.

The chicks should be quite satisfied with this high-protein feed and eat it deliciously.

There was something wrong with Zhong Yuemin's eyes when he looked at the chicken. He seemed to be glowing green, and he looked like a beast. The chicken didn't even weigh a few pounds before his greed got the better of him.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the kang is burning in the house. Fortunately, with the careful care of the girls, no chicks have died miserably in the cold winter.

Time flies, and it has been half a year since everyone left the capital. Everyone is a little depressed. They were raised by their parents, so how could they miss home.

Jiang Hua, who has a sharp ear and eyesight, can often hear the girls crying quietly, and the three girls cheering each other on, but he can only pretend not to hear, and try his best to give everyone a smile to make them feel better.

When the homesickness is intense, everyone can only lie on the kang and write letters home. At this time, communication is not developed, and the fastest communication methods are telephone and telegram. Obviously, these are not expenses that educated young people can afford.

Everyone was writing letters, but Zhong Yuemin was the only one who was hiding in bed, holding a book on How Steel Was Tempered, not at all as gloomy as the others.

Zheng Tong held his eyes and looked at Zhong Yuemin and asked: "Yuemin, don't you miss home? Don't you feel nostalgic at all?"

Jiang Hua raised his head and said: "Zhong Yuemin's current state can be described in six words."

"What six words?"

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "I am happy here and don't miss Shu!"

"Hahahaha." We are all young intellectuals, so we must know the allusion to the Queen of Shu, and we couldn't help but feel happy.

In fact, Zhong Yuemin had been secretly paying attention and naturally heard Jiang Hua's words. He put down the book and cursed: "Fuck you, you guys are Liu Adou. With the spirit of this brother, you have to be Zhao Zilong with a white horse and a silver gun."

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"Stop insulting Zhao Zilong. How are you and Qin Ling? Let me tell you about it now, let us relieve our boredom."

Zhong Yuemin picked up the novel again and said arrogantly: "Can I tell you this? You bachelors are not afraid of being stimulated. If you want to relieve your boredom, just be your own friend."

"Fuck you."

Qinling didn't irritate everyone, but Zhong Yuemin's words really stuck a knife into people's hearts and immediately aroused public outrage.


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