Reborn in the 70s, the ascetic soldier dotes on him every night

An Yinan thought for a while, then took a pen from his backpack and sketched for half an hour. During this period, Liu Mei went to a state-owned restaurant and brought back a portion of pork stewed vermicelli and four steamed buns.

He also asked the girl who collected the money to check it out for him, and she would go later.

"Sister Liu Mei, leave this to auntie. Tell auntie that I want two job quotas in the textile factory. One is a female textile worker in the workshop, and the other is a clerical clerk in the office. If the textile factory can agree, then I will give the second half of the textile technology Here you go, if you refuse, it doesn’t matter, if you want to research the second half, no one can do it within three to five years.”

An Yinan was very confident when he said these words. The factory did not belong to the aunt, but a state-owned textile factory.

She has no way to ask for profit sharing like a private textile factory.

It was a one-time transaction, involving Liu Mei's relationship and the aunt's relationship, but it was only this time.

She wanted to give the job of the textile worker to the eldest daughter-in-law of the captain's family, who was also brother Li's wife and Huzi's mother.

There is nothing to say about her craftsmanship. The clothes she made for Huzi and Aunt Li had fine stitches and complete stitching.

With her critical eye, she didn't see much of a problem.

Moreover, in Quanshui Village, the captain's family took great care of her, but she could not repay much, but now was an opportunity.

It is unrealistic for her to give the textile factory craftsmanship for free, but now it is the best thing to exchange the two.

"Okay, I'll go to my mother-in-law's house tonight. Next time you come to the county, I'll give you the answer." Liu Mei responded happily.

I didn't expect that the girl knew so many things and could actually learn textile skills. If this was placed in a textile factory, it would all be technicians.

"Sister Liu Mei, I'm going to the state-owned restaurant to buy some steamed buns this afternoon, and I won't go back with you in a while." An Yinan and Liu Mei left after eating.

I've said everything I need to say, but there's nothing urgent.

An Yinan went to the scrap recycling depot. There were not many people in the yard this time, and the old man did not hang out on the lounge chair. Instead, he sat on a wooden chair and sat by the wall to bask in the sun.

"It's cold, don't fall asleep." An Yinan walked over. After hearing what the old man said, he pointed to the backyard.

"The firewood you want is ready. Go get it from the backyard."

An Yinan nodded, "I understand."

Walking to the backyard, this time there was a bronze vessel, two paintings and calligraphy, and five porcelain vessels. Outside the big wooden box, there was also a pile of wood. An Yinan looked at the wood and saw that it was all fine wood. She didn't recognize many of them. However, the ones specially picked out by the old man are naturally not ordinary.

She first put the ancient objects into the space, then placed half a bag of rice and half a bag of white flour, as well as twenty steamed buns, a pound of peanuts and a pound of white wine.

Put all these things in the box where the antiques are kept.

She just walked out with a pile of wood. People outside were still picking things up one after another. Some young people came here to pick up leaks, and some old people came here to get a bargain.

"Let's keep these pieces of wood. I'm going to find more newspapers this time to paste on the wall." An Yinan was not polite and put the pieces of wood next to the old man casually. He went to the place where old books were kept and looked through them, and found a few more. Complete book of mathematics, physics and chemistry.

I put these books on the wooden side. As for the newspapers, I didn’t turn over them and just moved them over one by one.

"How many layers of walls are you putting up?" The old man looked at it and said, "How many layers of walls are you putting up?"These newspapers can cover four or five rooms.

An Yinan scratched his forehead, "Where else is there?"

"You want more?" Okay, the old man's voice was a bit loud, and everyone looked over.

An Yinan was a little helpless, "We built four houses together, and all the bedrooms had to have walls. I didn't buy it for myself."

The old man coughed softly twice to cover up his embarrassment and prevent the little girl from talking about him and looking ignorant.

"There's a pile behind the door. You can move it over."

An Yinan went over and took the newspaper over. He calculated that not only was it enough, but there was still less than half left. He could pick out the clean ones and pack them later.

"These are two dollars." The old man pointed at the newspapers and books, and then pointed at the wood.

The ladies who had just been shopping around for tinder papers heard that they were so expensive?I quickly and secretly put back quite a bit...

This old man is quite arrogant.

An Yinan didn't say anything, for fear of angering the arrogant old man, so he quickly and respectfully handed over two dollars. The old man wrote down the account and waved his hand. An Yinan was holding a stack of newspapers, almost covering his eyes. .

After walking out of the yard, he found the grove on the side and put all the newspapers into the space.

It has been more than 20 days since I sent the letter to my godmother. The reply should have arrived. An Yinan thought about it and went to the post office.

"Hello, sister, do you have a letter from An Yinan of Quanshui Village?"

When the sister heard a familiar voice, she quickly looked up. Wasn't she the little girl who issued the card to her that day?

"An Yinan? Yes, yes. Just wait, I'll get it for you." The service staff was particularly enthusiastic today.

Three letters and three packages were handed over directly.

Okay, it seems that these few people are at odds with me...

Returning a gift is a bit difficult.

"Well, little girl, do you still want those stamps? You don't need to pay, can you use the card to change your career?" The waiter was a little embarrassed.

Her pride allowed others to discover the hairpin, which led to today's exchange.

From now on, let alone the city, I estimate that this stamp will no longer be found in the entire province.

"Okay, sister, how do you want to change?" An Yinan asked with a smile.

In fact, she didn't care, but the stamps were of great commemorative value and could be donated in the future.

"One card is issued for ten editions?" The waiter was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, how many?" An Yinan was stunned. This is too cheap...

"There are sixty editions..."

When An Yinan heard this, he thought, okay, and quickly took out six hairpins under the cover of the big basket, and each one was different. She rarely made the same thing.

"That's six hairpins."

The waiter was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect it to be so happy, and he didn't expect this little girl to carry the hairpin with her. Maybe she was selling it?In fact, she was ready to bargain. Originally, she could exchange five cards, which was enough to divide them among them, but now there are six, and she can still have one left.

"Okay, okay, I'll get you stamps right now." The waiter hurried to the warehouse and took out the sixty edition of "The Country's Mountains and Rivers Are Red".

"When there are new stamps in the future, please ask my sister to save ten editions for me, okay?" An Yinan thought for a while. She didn't come to the post office every time because she was afraid of missing the issuance of some stamps. She didn't care whether the value increased or not. , mainly because she likes to collect things, and these are objects that bear witness to history.

"Of course!" The waiter nodded quickly. This is her job. What's more, the little girl is very generous. She will never show off if she can give you something in the future...