At Chen Ping's house.
Qin Huairu sat in front of the stove angrily and scolded,""Is there something wrong with Jia Dongxu's brain? She had already rejected him, yet she was still pestering him. It's endless. It's so annoying. Did he really think that he could insult others just because he had two stinking money?”
"Hehe, he thinks you're the kind of country girl who despises the poor and loves the rich.”
Chen Ping chuckled.
"Preposterous."
Qin Huairu casually picked up a fire stick and said angrily,""So what if she's a village girl? A village girl must despise the poor and love the rich. If he dares to insult me again, I'll beat him up.”
"Pfft, you still dare to beat him up?"
Chen Ping chuckled.
"What's there to be afraid of? Back in my hometown, I've fought with many boys and never lost. Who does he think he is? Just wait and see."
Qin Huairu wrinkled her nose and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
She had a bit of wildness, but also a bit of innocence. She was quite good-looking.
Chen Ping's eyes lit up.
Then, he squatted in front of her and asked seriously,"Are you tempted to see someone buying a sewing machine?”
"Sewing is good, but it's nothing.”
"Why?"
"He definitely didn't earn money to buy the sewing machine.”
"How much does he earn a month?" Qin Huiru pouted. They had two mouths. How could he save up enough money to buy a sewing machine? It must be his mother who gave him the money."
At this point, Qin Huairu looked at Chen Ping seriously and said,""Brother Ping, let me tell you. The first time I went on a blind date with him, I chatted with him outside for a while.”
"Do you know what's wrong with him?”
"I don't know." Chen Ping shook his head.
"This Jia Dongxu, when he was chatting with me, he kept saying whatever he wanted.”
"He doesn't have any ideas at all.”
"I feel like he's a child who hasn't grown up.”
"He never cooks at home.”
"Everything was arranged for him by his mother. Cooking, washing clothes, cleaning the room, even…even bathing.”
Chen Ping was stunned and blurted out,"Shower?"
"Yeah."
Qin Huairu's charming face was slightly flushed. She frowned and said,""I'm too embarrassed to mention this. I'm so embarrassed.”
"He actually asked his mother to help him bathe.”
"Who is this person?"
"I even suspect that he hasn't been weaned.”
Chen Ping chuckled.
At the same time, he was also quite surprised.
He had read the original works.
This Jia Dongxu didn't even have a chance to play.
It was just living in someone else's mouth or in someone else's memories.
After all this time, he was such a man.
Isn't this what a mother's boy looks like?
A typical giant baby.
He had lived in the quad for so many years and had never interacted with his family, so Chen Ping had no idea that Jia Dongxu was such a weirdo.
It was ridiculous!
Forget it!
She ignored him.
Anyway, after the events of the past two days, it was obvious that Qin Huairu was not the snobbish woman who despised the poor and loved the rich as others said.
Qin Huairu was very sincere.
But he was also very smart.
She knew what was right and wrong.
So, marry her.
Ding! You have successfully signed in for the second day. The reward is 200 yuan, 100 eggs, 100 catties of rice, and a radio ticket.
Chen Ping was shocked.
The sign-in reward had arrived again.
It seemed that since the activation time of the system was after work, the check-in time every day was also at this time.
The rewards this time were still very rich.
Another 200 yuan.
He even gave her 100 eggs.
There was also 100 catties of rice.
This was a little exaggerated.
Although Chen Ping was a city resident and ate the city's grain capital, his monthly quota was only 38 catties of grain, and that was the quota of coarse grain.
Want to eat rice?
No chance!
It was now the late fifties.
The whole country was in a tense period and was still in a very difficult period.
Even if there was coarse grain to eat, it would burn high incense.
Therefore, 100 catties of rice was too exaggerated.
What was even more ridiculous was that he even gave her a radio ticket.
This thing was even rarer.
At the Red Star Rolling Mill, they would also issue a few such tickets every year, such as bicycle tickets or sewing tickets.
However, the steel mill had tens of thousands of employees.
Therefore, every time such tickets were issued, they had to draw lots.
Some people couldn't afford the tickets even if they got them.
The radio was a rare item in this era. It was one of the so-called " three turns and one ring ".
This was a big one.
Whoever bought it would have to celebrate with a hanging whip.
Chen Ping heaved a sigh of relief.
As a transmigrator, once the system was activated, he would be able to reach the peak of his life.
Cooking!
The two of them began to get busy.
Qin Huairu started the fire.
Chen Ping was responsible for washing the pickled vegetables he bought and cutting them into thick shreds on the cutting board.
Then, he went out and took the frozen bones from the storage tank outside.
Although it was already past March, it was freezing outside. Every household had a storage tank in front of their door, and the food that needed to be frozen was frozen in the tank.
He wasn't afraid of being stolen.
In the late fifties, the people were relatively simple.
Especially since most of the residents in the Red Star Compound were the families of the steel mill workers.
Everyone looked up and saw each other.
Very few people would steal.
The subdistrict office would even regularly elect the honorary courtyards and give out material rewards.
One of the criteria for this selection was to not close the doors at night.
Therefore, the people in the courtyard basically did not lock their doors.
Even if he was going out, he could just close the door.
If anyone really locked the door, they would be questioned by the neighbors in the courtyard. They would say why did you lock the door and what did you take your neighbors for?
This was an old courtyard house from the 1950s.
Chen Ping returned to the outer room with the pig bone.
This pig bone was the ten jin pig bone gifted by the system.
There was still a lot of meat on it.
It was perfect for stewing pickled vegetables.
On a cold day, a pot of pickled vegetables and big stick bones was stewed with pork fat. It was delicious.
Chen Ping found an axe and chopped the pig bone into three pieces. The bone marrow inside was delicious.
After settling the bones, he placed the pot on the table.
At this moment, the fire started to burn.
Heat up the pot and put in one| A large spoonful of pork fat was added, followed by chopped green onions.
It had to be said that any dish stir-fried with pork fat was fragrant.
Just the smell of the scallion flowers wafted out of the window.
The courtyard was filled with fragrance.
After the scallions were fragrant, he poured the pickled vegetables into the pot and stir-fried them with a big shovel.
Qin Huairu, who was watching from the side, was about to drool.
When she was in her hometown in the countryside, she could not even eat pork once a year.
Because the past few years had been too hard.
Therefore, to her, the vegetables that Chen Ping had bought for the past two days were simply delicacies.
Soon, the pickled vegetables were stir-fried and fragrant.
Chen Ping put the big stick bone into the pot, poured water over the stick bone, then poured some soy sauce to season, sprinkled some salt, and covered the pot lid.
In this era, seasonings were scarce.
Actually, there was also the most primitive Thirteen Fragrance Seasoning Powder, but it was not easy to buy and was quite expensive.
Therefore, most people would only use some soy sauce and salt.
The most high-end ingredients were usually cooked in the simplest way.
Stew!
……
In the courtyard.
The Jia family's door opened.
Jia Zhang-shi wrinkled her nose as she walked out, muttering to herself in confusion: "What smells so good? Whose house? Chen Ping's family? This is…stewed pickled vegetables?"
"Why is it so fragrant?"
"It must have been stewed with pork fat."
"This damned guy even eats meat?”
"Eat until you're poor."
"No parents, no upbringing."
Jia Zhangshi stared at Chen Ping's window and swallowed her saliva while cursing fiercely. At the same time, the cornbread in her hand was almost crushed into a big pancake.
He had no choice!
All the money at home was used to buy a sewing machine.
Therefore, he would eat cornbread to satisfy his hunger tonight.
Inside the house.
Jia Dongxu was lying on the sewing machine, eating cornbread.
Jia Zhang-shi was already beginning to regret.
He didn't get a wife.
In the end, they had no savings at all.
Sewing machines can be used as food?
Sigh!
Sinful son!
Why did he fall for that village girl?
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