The five Great Unity bills were equivalent to Xu Pingqiu's monthly salary.
Five catties of fat pork, at this critical juncture before the new year, even if you had money, you might not be able to buy it.
The key was the two bicycle tickets!
The entire construction plant only had a quota of five cards a year.
In terms of seniority, Xu Pingqiu would never get the chance to do so.
The rewards given by the system for signing in were all official channels. All the procedures were complete, so there was no need to worry about being investigated.
According to the current market price, the price of a bicycle was about 100 yuan.
In the past few years, Xu Pingqiu had earned at least a few thousand yuan through the sign-in rewards.
Money was not lacking!
Now that the receipt was in hand, it was time to put the matter of buying a car on the agenda.
"Alright, I'll take a leave of absence tomorrow and go to the garage to take a look.”
It was 1961 now…
Riding a bicycle to work was more fashionable than driving a sports car decades later.
Xu Pingqiu thought about it.
He took out the five catties of fat pork from the system warehouse.
He turned on the gas stove and set up the iron pot.
He cut the pork into pieces.
When the iron pot was hot, he placed the meat slices inside.
Sizzling, oil was popping out.
……
Smoke rose from the chimneys of the courtyard house under the night sky.
Everyone started cooking.
Suddenly.
A strong fragrance of meat wafted over.
Everyone in the courtyard house smelled it.
Second Uncle Liu Haizhong lived next door.
He was the first to bear the brunt.
"This wicked Xu Pingqiu, he only eats meat!”
Smelling the fragrance, Second Aunt quickly closed the window tightly.
It would save a room full of children from being greedy.
"This kid doesn't know how to live. He likes to show off his money. How can he get a wife in the future?”
"Just wait and see. There will come a time when he will fall.”
Liu Haizhong took a mouthful of rice and said sourly.
Speaking of which...
Xu Pingqiu's woodworking skills were really good, and he was praised by everyone in the factory.
She was only in her early twenties, but she was already rated as a fourth-tier, earning 47.80 yuan a month.
Every day, white flour, steamed buns, and minced meat noodles.
Every now and then, he would have a whole meal of braised pork. Many people in the courtyard were jealous.
Take Liu Haizhong's family as an example.
He was a grade-7 fitter, and his salary was considered top-notch in the hospital.
They could not eat meat for a few meals a year.
During the New Year and other festivals, they would only eat a few eggs to satisfy their cravings.
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The more he thought about it, the more he felt his heart was suffocating.
"Dad, why don't we eat braised pork tomorrow?”
The boss, Liu Guangqi, smelled the meat and drooled.
"Bah! Do you think you deserve to eat braised pork with that little salary you earn?”
Liu Haizhong was already filled with anger.
She glared at her son, causing him to spit all over his face.
……
The Jia family's residence in the middle court.
Jia Zhang-shi sat in front of the window, taking in the soles of her shoes.
He was distracted and pricked his finger.
"What's the point of being so smug? He's such a short-lived ghost who jinxes his parents to death. He's always eating big fish and meat. He can't choke to death…"
"He has money to buy wine and meat. He didn't pay a single cent for the last donation. Just watch, this kid deserves to be single for the rest of his life!”
Jia Zhang-shi kept muttering, how could she still be in the mood to work?
She sat in front of the table and looked at the hard cornbread on the plate.
The wild vegetable porridge that was as thin as a piece of soup made him feel uncomfortable.
"Mom, let's not be angry with him. The children are all here.”
"When Silly Zhu comes back later, I'll go borrow two yuan from him. We'll make dumplings tomorrow to satisfy our cravings.”
Qin Huairu lowered her head and drank her porridge as she tried to persuade him softly.
She thought that it wouldn't be a problem to borrow a few yuan from Silly Zhu.
"Silly Zhu isn't a good person either. Do you think those leftovers are free?”
"Also, what were you talking about with that kid in the courtyard just now?”
"I'm telling you now, even if you want to remarry in the future, you can't let Xu Pingqiu take advantage of you!”
Jia Zhang-shi bit her cornbread and glared at her wife.
"Look at what you're saying, I don't need to go to Silly Zhu's house anymore, our family will just live a tight life.”
As Qin Huairu spoke, her eyes reddened.
She was tired after a day at the factory. When she came back, she still had to cook and wash clothes.
He could not rest for a moment.
With her man gone, the burden of supporting the family fell on her shoulders.
Raising three children and supporting her mother-in-law.
In order to let the child have some benefits, he went to clean up the house for Silly Zhu.
The gossip in the courtyard naturally reached the mother-in-law's ears.
However, she, Qin Huairu, dared to pat her chest and swear that she had never done anything to let the Jia family down.
At least not now!
Hearing Jia Zhangshi's complaints, Qin Huairu felt aggrieved.
Wasn't she doing all this for the sake of the child…
Why did the mother and son of the Jia family not get along with Xu Pingqiu?
In the end, it was all because of the wedding banquet back then.
Xu Pingqiu took advantage of the alcohol and burned the wedding quilt in the bridal room.
Jia Zhang-shi did not give up and kept on complaining that she wanted to go to the police station.
In the end, it was still the First Uncle who came forward to mediate.
Xu Pingqiu had to pay fifty yuan.
Who knew that Jia Zhangshi and her son took the money and didn't admit it the next day.
It was said that Xu Pingqiu had burned the wedding quilt, which was inauspicious.
She insisted that he move out of the courtyard house.
In the end, it was Director Wang from the street office who came forward and asked Xu Pingqiu to compensate him with two new quilts.
This matter was finally over.
From then on, Jia Zhangshi began to make up stories about Xu Pingqiu.
They said that he was a hooligan, had a bad temper, was addicted to alcohol, liked to gamble, had a hard luck, and so on…
From then on, the two families did not interfere with each other and did not interact with each other.
"Don't think that I don't know what you're thinking. Are you regretting not marrying that little bastard back then?”
Jia Zhangshi pulled a long face as she passed the only piece of cornbread in Qin Huairu's bowl to her eldest grandson.
"If you have the ability, don't eat my Jia family's rice!" he said indignantly.”
Qin Huairu held onto the bowl as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Jia Zhang-shi was right, she really regretted it!
Xu Pingqiu's life was getting more and more prosperous.
As for himself…
Ever since she married into the Jia family, what kind of life was that?
If there was fine grain at home, they would first take care of the Jia family's mother and son.
Then, it was the child, and finally, it was Qin Huiru.
She spent so much effort to serve her mother-in-law, but in return, she only got scolded.
It was not easy for her to return to her mother's house during the holidays.
She wanted to bring some flour and daily necessities for her elderly parents.
The mother and son of the Jia family were stingy.
Every time, he would take out something that was not presentable.
For example, old rice that had been stored for a long time and had worms growing on it.
It was the leftover fabric from the clothes.
There were also the cheapest pastries, and he even specially picked the leftovers and scattered pieces from other people.
Buying by catty would be much cheaper.
Because of this, she had distanced herself from her family.
"Mom, I want to eat meat!"
The thug pouted and shouted at Qin Huairu.
"I also want to eat meat…"
Little Dang's eyes were filled with tears as he echoed in a low voice.
"This is all we have at home.”
The clay bodhisattva was still a little angry.
Qin Huairu had a stomach full of grievances and had nowhere to go.
It was really uncomfortable.
The children were clamoring to eat meat again, and she was instantly annoyed.
He pointed at the cornbread in the bowl and cursed.
"Don't vent your anger on the child. I wasn't talking to you just now.”
"See? Silly Zhu's room is lit up."
Although Jia Zhangshi did not say it explicitly, Qin Huiru understood what she meant.
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