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Chapter 1, 1977, The Train to Spring

Wuwu^wu... Besides, besides, besides...

In 1977, on a train from Baju Nezha City to Baoan, a sparse number of young people were sitting in the second carriage. This carriage was a specially opened carriage for educated youth, which sent a group of young people to Baoan and Dongguan. Unlucky guy.

In the mainstream of Ruosang Kaohe, there was also a pair of young people talking and laughing there.

"Nanyi, are you hungry? I have some steamed buns and scrambled eggs here." Liu Zhen opened an aluminum lunch box and said, "Smell it, does it smell good? This time my mother put in two spoons." Oil, there are oil flowers on it."

Nan Yi picked up a small piece with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice and said, "The taste is okay, but there is too much salt. Your mother is really scheming. She plans to let you eat it until the train arrives. "

"There are ten eggs here. Save some and you won't have to fetch food on the train."

Liu Zhen also picked up a piece, stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it carefully, her eyes narrowed into a line, and she seemed very satisfied.

Finally, he smacked his fingers and then wiped it on his head. As he rubbed his fingers, the yellow and bifurcated hair on his head became more conspicuous against the backdrop of traces of oily flowers.

"Liu Zhen, don't put oil on your head." Nan Yi took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it on Liu Zhen's head. "If you put oil on your head, you will only fool yourself."

After wiping, Nan Yi put away the handkerchief, took out a piece of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket, uncovered the outer candy wrapper, and carefully wiped off the floating sugar coating.

"ah!"

"Ugh! So sweet!"

Liu Zhen's eyes narrowed again.

After being intoxicated for a long time, Liu Zhen opened her eyes again. Seeing that Nan Yi was just sitting there without puffing up her cheeks, she asked: "Why don't you eat? There's not just one piece, right? Otherwise, we can be alone." half?"

Nan Yi waved his hand, "No, I have a toothache and can't eat sweets."

He took out a pack of Huazi from his jacket pocket, flicked the bottom of the cigarette case with his index finger, and a cigarette flew out from the cigarette case. He opened his mouth and took it, click, it was a Sunflower brand kerosene lighter produced by Shanghai Guangming Lighter Factory. Light the cigarette.

In the carriage, several boys looked over and saw the red-shell Huazi in Nan Yi's hand. They immediately showed envy, admiration and flattery.

Nanyi is just showing off. Huazi is a cigarette that, in this day and age, is not even smoked by ordinary people. This is the legendary cigarette specially supplied to Gao Gan. It can only be smoked in Gao Gan special. It can only be purchased in the store.

The average smoker only smokes for eight cents. The price of these cigarettes is the same across the country, and most areas do not require a ticket. There are also other cigarettes such as Swimming, Hongtashan, etc., which have different prices, and they are all mid-range cigarettes; Peony and Daqianmen are all mid-range cigarettes. Yes, most areas require cigarette tickets.

"Hold!"

Suddenly, Nan Yi slapped himself.

It’s been 77 years, let alone the children of high-ranking cadres. Even the families of ordinary cadres cannot jump in the queue again. How many of them don’t send their children to the army?

It was boring. Nan Yi stubbed out the Huazi in his hand, took out a pack of 26 cents of swimming from his pocket, and continued his cigarette addiction while thinking about what he should do when he got to Bao'an.

When Nan Yi first crossed over in December last year, he was not panicked or excited. He just spent a day figuring out his current identity and age, and then started to prepare.

Every morning I went to Hongxing Middle School to order a meal, and then I sneaked to the production team in the nearby countryside and secretly exchanged various grains, chickens, ducks and geese from the members. In the morning, I went outside to exchange money and various tickets.

In the afternoon, I would wander around the entrance of the state-owned cultural relics store. When I saw someone who was going to sell antiques in the store, I would pull them to the alley aside and buy them at a "high price".

Then, he continued to wander around the door of the store and saw a wealthy man carrying a bag sneaking around. The overseas Chinese went up to chat with them and sold the antiques he bought at a high price to them for a slight price difference of 180 yuan.

Just like this, after working for more than half a year, Nanyi also saved a net worth of 20,000 yuan, and also brought a lot of miscellaneous industrial stamps, cloth stamps, national food stamps, bicycle stamps, soap stamps, and fried dough stick stamps.

"Nanyi, are you hungry?"

"You are hungry?"

"Kinda, let's have lunch."

"How many wowotou did you bring?"

"It's a package, enough to last us until we get off the bus. When we get off the bus, people from the Educated Youth Affairs Office will pick us up, and we'll have hot meals by then."

"What? Your family didn't give you any money or food stamps?"

"My mother said that educated youths receive subsidies and food every month. They don't have to spend anything at all. They just gave them five yuan, a soap stamp, food stamps... nothing."

Nan Yi frowned and said, "There are no cloth tickets?"

"No...no, my family is always nervous about distributing tickets."

Liu Zhen had a trace of embarrassment on her face.

Nan Yi thought that the conditions of Liu Zhen's family were not good to begin with. In addition, there were three older brothers. One of them got married and lived alone, while the other two were still half-grown-ups and were at the age where they would kill me.

Due to embarrassment and the preference for boys over girls, it is normal for Liu Zhen to have a difficult life.

Otherwise, her hair would not be withered and have split ends, which is a sign of malnutrition.

"It's okay, I have everything."

Nan Yi grabbed Liu Zhen's skinny, dry hand and comforted her.

"Um!"

A blush on the cheeks!

"Boiling water, boiling water, who wants to add more boiling water?"

A conductor came over carrying a big kettle, shouting as he walked.

Nan Yi stood up, took out two German-style military lunch boxes from the net pocket on the luggage rack, opened the lids, and when the conductor came to his side, he poured two cans of boiling water that were 60% full.

Then he took out two packages of egg instant noodles produced by Yimin Factory No. 4 from his Shanghai travel bag, tore open the oil paper packaging, put a noodle cake in each lunch box, sprinkled the seasonings in, and closed the lunch box lids.

Liu Zhen looked straight at the lunch box, and when Nan Yi closed the lid, she sniffed fiercely and inhaled the overflowing aroma into her stomach, for fear of being shared by others.

Nan Yi casually kneaded the instant noodle oil paper and was about to throw it aside. A chicken claw grabbed Nan Yi's hand, took the paper ball over, carefully unfolded it on the table, and smoothed it little by little with his hands.

"It would be a pity to throw away such beautiful paper. I want to keep it for my nest."

"I don't want these two, there is still in the bag. Eat it next time. I won't tear it apart, just cut it with scissors." Nan Yi had a gentle look on his face, caressed Liu Zhen's head, and said with affection in his mouth.

"Um."

Nan Yi stood up again and took two large enamel teacups from the luggage rack. The outside of the teacups was tightly tied with a mesh bag. He opened the mesh bag, took out the teacup from inside, and opened the lid. There was also a piece of paper covering the cup.

Oil paper.

After peeling off the oil paper, the aroma of pork with bean paste and braised pork with pickled vegetables wafts out again.

Phew… Phew! Phew!

Liu Zhen twitched her nose frequently again...

Nan Yi looked at it with pity and amusement. He took his chopsticks and pulled some bean paste and pickled pork with pickled vegetables from two teacups into Liu Zhen's lunch box. He then put the oil paper back on the teacups and tied them with a mesh bag.
Chapter completed!
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