Transmigrating to the 70’s: The Military Wife As A Farmer

  Chapter 37 Gifts

In the evening, the New Year’s Eve dinner was very rich. There were not only the burritos that Huo Jianfeng likes to eat, but also the dumplings necessary for every family’s New Year’s Eve dinner, plus a plate of sliced ​​salted duck eggs. The yolk of each duck egg was filled with oil stars. The shredded potatoes used for the burritos, a plate of thinly sliced ​​meat, a plate of bean sprouts and a large bowl of egg sauce, made everyone enjoy it.

  There is another important program after the meal, that is, Huo Jianfeng took out his bag and said that he brought gifts for everyone.

  I gave the uncle a pack of "Ying Chun" cigarettes.

  Cigarettes in this era are not something you can buy with money. You can only buy cigarettes or industrial rolls. Usually, people who smoke such cigarettes are either leading cadres or public officials with regular jobs.

The cigarettes smoked by rural members are collectively called dry tobacco. They are rolled out of cut paper and used to grow their own tobacco leaves, or smoked in a pipe pot. The filter cigarettes placed on the glass counters of shopping malls are simply acceptable to them. A pack of cigarettes costs two cents and eight cents for an unattainable luxury product, and they are reluctant to buy it for smoking.

Wang Wenyuan took the pack of cigarettes that Huo Jianfeng bought for him. He was happy that the child was filial to him, but also a little distressed that the child spent money. He couldn't help but complain, "Look at you child, why buy me such expensive cigarettes? I can smoke dry cigarettes. This cigarette costs more than three yuan, right? Blind the old money for nothing..."

The eldest aunt took a cigarette and looked at it over and over again, and said, "You can just hold it if the child respects you. What's the matter with you? Last year, didn't you still greedy him and his son bought him filter cigarettes? Don’t be greedy at him this time. His son will buy him a pack, and our family Jianfeng will buy one for you. You can greet him with this cigarette too!"

The uncle grinned, he hehe smiled, "I think it's OK, I don't look down on the old boy who brags all the time. When my son is a temporary worker in the city, he doesn't know what his surname is. He doesn't know what his surname is. When it comes to me, it's stinking, and this time I have to take care of his face..."

  Han Mingxiu couldn't help smiling when he saw the boyish side of the uncle. A casual smile, accidentally ran into the black boy's eyes, making the black boy momentarily stunned.

  This little girl looks pretty when she smiles, especially the white and dense teeth, like a row of white pearls, neat and refreshing, and she often brushes her teeth.

   "Brother, did you buy anything for me?"

  The chaos didn't see his brother lingering, and didn't say what he didn't buy. I couldn't help it, so he asked cheeky.

"You pull me aside, and you rushed to ask if they bought it for you? Do you know how much it cost your brother to buy this cigarette for your dad? You also asked your brother for something, do you want something else? Face?"

  Zhang Shuzhen was afraid that Huo Jianfeng really didn't buy anything for Daluo. She was embarrassed when Daluo asked him, so she slapped him on the back of the head and gave her eldest son down the steps.

  Fortunately, Huo Jianfeng didn't need his old mother to build steps. He bought things in a mess. It was an iron stationery box with a bright Nezha pattern on it.

   "Brother buy you a stationery box, you can study hard in the future, make progress every day, and strive to be a useful person to the country!"

   "Haha, thank you brother, thank you brother......"

I took the stationery box in a mess, and my eyes disappeared. Nowadays, stationery boxes are not as popular as later generations, especially in rural areas. If any child can have a bought iron stationery box, it will be no different from later generations’ children taking a newest one. A new Apple phone.

Holding the stationery box in his hand, it was heavy, and when it was shaken, there was still a rattling sound, as if it was something, I opened the stationery box and found that it contained seven or eight pencils, as well as erasers, rulers, and a knife. Stationery such as pencils are brand new.

Owning a set of brand new and fashionable stationery is the dream of many children in this era. Although the chaos is not a good student, but seeing such a stylish stationery, I am still surprised. I have to run out with the stationery and want to give it to the young The friends shared their joy, and Zhang Shuzhen took him so easily!

  (End of this chapter)