"Van Halen, heavy metal, is this good for you?"

Although Nan Yi said this, he still picked up the tape and handed it to Liu Zhen.

"I don't like rock music, but my roommate likes Van Halen very much. When I lived with her, she played it almost every day, and I was forced to listen to a lot of their songs. Aren't they very popular? Why?

Are you tired now?"

"Why do you say that?"

"The album tape is scratched." Liu Zhen said, shaking the tape in her hand.

"Well, the taping of tapes has little to do with being unpopular. It can only be said that the distribution company's estimated sales exceeded the actual sales. There were too many recorded tapes to sell, so the rest were disposed of."

As Nan Yi spoke, he read through all the tapes on the stall. They were basically tapes of singers and bands that developed in the country. These foreign garbage should have been shipped from the country.

"Boss, how much is a plate?"

"Four dollars."

The stall owner who was busy changing the tape holder said without raising his head.

"It's cheaper, three yuan. I'll buy a few more boxes."

"Three yuan is fine, but I won't give you the box outside." The stall owner looked up at Nan Yi and said.

"If you don't give me a box, I'll have to pay ten yuan for four boxes, otherwise I'll be in trouble."

"Sold starting at twenty."

"Okay, twenty is twenty."

When Nan Yi thought about it, what he wanted was basically more than eight boxes. Twenty would definitely exceed it, and he would have to add zeros after a while.

Squatting down, he continued to rummage, and after picking out what he wanted, he inserted his fingers into the circle of the tape and turned it around a few times to see if there were any creases on the tape. Do not accept those with creases, as it would easily jam.

Slowly, she picked out a few boxes, and then took a few more boxes that Liu Zhen wanted. Finally, she took ten boxes, and after a while of bargaining with the stall owner, she got them for twenty-three yuan.

"Nanyi, we have arrived at the gate of Beijing University. Let's go in and take a look." After buying the tape, Liu Zhen pointed to the gate of Beijing University and said.

"Okay, let's see if Mr. Ren is here. If she's here, let's eat in the staff cafeteria with her."

"What's the big class Ren? Now it's time to call her Section Chief Ren. She will be transferred to the Student Affairs Office."

"Then let's call him Lao Daban. You see, in the army, no matter where the superior is promoted, he should be called Lao Company Commander or Senior Company Commander. It sounds familiar, right?"

Ren Xia no longer works as a counselor, but has been transferred to the Student Affairs Office, where she is responsible for employment matching. It is an office similar to the "Employment Guidance Center" in later generations. If graduates want a good position, they have to find her for activities.

Of course, only those students who are not qualified to be assigned to good positions need to be active. Every unit is rushing to get good candidates. Instead, the units have to go to Ren Xia to make peace, just to get a few good candidates.

When you walk onto campus, you can meet students stranded on campus everywhere.

Some stayed to study, and some wanted to go back, but were unable to go back due to the embarrassment of reality.

Although most farmers no longer have to worry about food and clothing, they still don't have much money in their pockets. The contribution that a college student studying abroad can make by returning home during the summer vacation is really not as big as the money saved on round-trip tickets.

By saving the money for the train ticket and sending it home, you will basically have enough money for pesticides and fertilizers for a year.

Students who live far away from home generally don't go back during the summer vacation, and even during the winter vacation. It's not uncommon for students who haven't returned home even once during the four years of college.

The family is in difficulty, and the students themselves are also in difficulty.

Compared with when Nanyi and the others went to school, the current university subsidies have not increased much, but prices have increased a lot.

In the past, the student subsidy was not only enough for me, but also left some money to support my family; now, I can hardly use the subsidy myself, but if conditions permit, my family will send some more money.

Not only have prices changed, but the atmosphere has also changed.

Now, if anyone wears patched clothes on a university campus, he will be labeled as a heretic in minutes. It turns out that poverty is not glorious, but it will not suffer outright discrimination. Nowadays, leaving poverty is the original sin.

The distance isn't that far.

"Nanyi, look, I've seen the skirt on that student in a department store. It's a set of 120." Suddenly, Liu Zhen pointed at a female student not far away and said.

Nan Yi glanced at it and said: "Imported materials are relatively expensive. The cost of making a ready-made garment is nearly sixty, and the ex-factory price is seventy-five. Why, you don't have this dress?"

"No, I can't wear it now, so I asked Wenchangwei not to send it to me yet."

"Oh, I said so."

When the Wenchangwei Garment Factory has new styles to be launched, they will send a set to Liu Zhen. This does not fall into the category of welfare and Nanyi needs to pay for it. It is just a sentiment between the couple.

In fact, there is no saying that Wenchangwei relies on the factories to eat the factories. The finished products of the village enterprises will not be distributed to the villagers, whether they are clothes or snacks. Only children can receive them for free on a regular basis.

Moreover, this free payment is not provided by the village enterprise, but is paid by the Wenchangwei Education Fund to the village enterprise. Children's welfare is actually provided by the education fund.

Although it seems like putting the left pocket into the right pocket is unnecessary, Nan Yi is paranoid and insists on doing it this way.

Nan Yi abhorred misappropriation. The funds budget was used only for special purposes. Even if he had to sit back and watch the businesses in Wenchangwei collapse, he would not agree to misappropriate funds from the education fund to temporarily alleviate the difficulties of village businesses.

Non-conformist changes may seem like flexibility can create miracles, but in the end they will die from being too flexible.

Because this kind of modification will only lead to the creation of "special things". This can be special, and that can be special. In the end, everywhere is special, and the rules can only be used to wipe the butt.

"He is Yaodong's brother-in-law."

"Okay, special approval."

"He is the new son-in-law who came to the village."

"Well, ah, there are no rules. Don't try to take advantage of any loopholes. Just follow the village rules."

"Nanyi, look, those white sandals are quite nice, and they even come with a waterproof platform."

As soon as Nan Yi's thoughts drifted away, Liu Zhen pulled him back.

"That's not a waterproof platform, it's a booster pad. Hey, let me say, we are walking around the campus. Don't just look at other people's clothes, but also look at the books in other people's hands."

"It looks good. Today's students are much more fashionable than ours. At that time, they all wore similar clothes. Only Xu Qian, the overseas Chinese, and the brothers from the big courtyard wore different clothes. Look at it now, the colorful ones

, in full bloom."

"Actually, the same thing is pretty good. Without comparison, people will live easier; now it can be different, there will be comparisons, but how many can win, and most of them can only be losers?

.

I guess that in the next ten years, people will pursue the meaning of happiness, and later, it will become the pursuit of the meaning of life."

"Nanyi, you are too pessimistic. Aren't everyone's lives getting better day by day?"

"Have you ever seen a pressure cooker?"

"The factory kind?"

"No, the kind in the kitchen."

"I've seen it before."

"As long as you have seen it, let's put it this way, the process of our growth is like stewing bones in an aluminum pot, slowly stewing in a coal stove, the stewing time will be longer, during which we have to go through several steps to remove the floating foam.

, add seasonings, poke with chopsticks, etc.

But the current generation is different. After being washed, it is thrown directly into the pressure cooker. All the seasonings are added first, and then it is put on the fire to stew. The pressure cooker stews things quickly, and it is ready in a while.

When the air pressure drops, the pressure cooker is opened, and the bones are poured into a bowl called society and allowed to bounce around on their own.”

Liu Zhen thought for a moment and said: "Your metaphor is not appropriate. It should be said that we are like weeds, growing freely and having to face wind and rain by ourselves. However, the current generation is meticulously planted, first planting in a model

Then one day we can change them to another model or transplant them into the wild."

"Well, it's almost the same idea, Zhen'er, your wisdom is like a tofu bucket, your neck is like an ivory tower, your eyes are like..."

"Can't you speak? You're the only one who can't talk."

"You have wronged me to death. The tofu bucket is a good word. Think about how much the tofu bucket can hold. I am praising you for being full of wisdom."

"The manure tank can hold it better, can I praise you as a manure tank?"

Nan Yi shrugged and said, "You can call me a sewer as you like. Let's walk a few steps quickly to get to the restaurant. We'll quickly find Mr. Ren and go to the cafeteria for a hot meal as soon as possible."

"Quick, quick, eat something delicious. I'm tired of pregnant women's meals. I feel sick every time I eat them."

"Just have fun secretly. If you're pregnant, you'll have to eat up a house in the middle of the mountain."

"Humph, it's not that I want to eat it, you didn't prepare it."

The two of them bickered and walked all the way to Ren Xia's office. After twists and turns, it took about ten minutes to see Ren Xia.

"Taiban, why is your belly so big?"

When Nan Yi met Ren Xia, Ren Xia also had a big belly.

"Liu Zhen, please keep your husband in mind and speak freely." Ren Xia was very happy to see the Nanyi couple.

"Hahaha, Taipan, aren't you still less than five months old? Your belly is too big." Nan Yi said with a haha.

Ren Xia's belly is larger than that of ordinary pregnant women. She is either pregnant with a giant baby or at least two.

"Stop talking, I'm so annoyed. I went to the hospital for a check-up and the doctor said I heard three heartbeats." Ren Xia said with a frown.

"Really, Teacher Ren, congratulations to you, you have become a mother of three children all of a sudden." Liu Zhen congratulated her heartily, and then lowered her voice and asked: "Have you ever had an ultrasound?"

[Domestic B-ultrasound equipment made a major breakthrough in 1983. In 1984, many imported B-ultrasounds were introduced. As for its popularization, it took until around 1995 or 1996.]

Ren Xia also lowered her voice and said: "I've had the scan, and the doctor said it was a boy and two girls, but he said it was a little early, so it may not be accurate. He asked me to take the photo again after a while."

"That's good. Whether your husband's family likes a boy or a girl, they have already explained it. I still don't know whether I am pregnant with a boy or a girl. Nan Yi won't let me check, saying that he likes both boys and girls."

Liu Zhen said and touched her belly.

"Really? Nanyi is trying to make you feel relieved, right?" Ren Xia said in disbelief.

Preferring sons over daughters is still the current mainstream. More than 95% of families want to have a boy, or have a boy first and a girl for the second child. There are very few who simply want to have a girl.
Chapter completed!