Traveling through the daily life of the 1970s

25

As night fell, it was pitch dark outside the window, and the moon in the night sky was hiding its shadow in the layers of gray clouds.

I had a very busy day at work today, because it was the end of December, and it was the coldest time of the year. Many families had to exchange their cloth coupons that they had saved for a year for cloth to make new clothes for the New Year. No matter if they were rich or poor, they would have to buy a few feet of cloth.

Lin Lin didn't even have time to drink a sip of water all day. The line in front of her was all the way to the back of the door. She was exhausted today.

After returning, she used the stove to heat a pot of hot water, heated her feet, washed herself, and went to bed.

Lin Lin was still thinking in a daze after she got to bed. Why didn't Qin Zeyang come back for a few days? Could something have happened? Did he have a car accident? Was he caught for something illegal?

Although she was a little worried, her body was too tired. She felt sleepy while lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep.

At this moment, a slight sound suddenly came from the yard outside the window. Lin Lin thought she was dreaming, so she smacked her lips, turned over, rolled up the quilt, and continued to sleep.

At this moment, she suddenly heard a sound coming from below.

At this time, Lin Lin's consciousness became a little clearer. She lay on the bed, opened her eyes, and even breathed a lot lighter, listening carefully to the sound below.

It was not the sound of taking things openly, but a sound that was deliberately made to be quiet.

Lin Lin instantly thought of "robbery", "thief", "our house is a bit far from the police station, what should we do?"

She swallowed nervously, slowly got up, put on the jacket beside the bed, slowly opened her door, stuck her head out, and looked downstairs slowly without making any sound.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen. The weather had been gloomy for the past two days. There was no moon at night, so nothing could be seen.

Lin Lin walked out of the room, holding a wooden stick in her hand, and quietly moved downstairs.

Quietly walking up the stairs, holding a wooden stick in hand, suddenly the light in the living room was turned on.

"This thief is so arrogant, he dared to turn on the light to steal things." This was the first reaction in Lin Lin's mind.

Because of the sudden bright light, her eyes couldn't stand it, so she blocked it with her hands.

"Lin Lin, what are you doing?" Lin Lin heard a familiar voice.

Squinting her eyes, it was Qin Zeyang who came back.

Lin Lin took a deep breath, calmed her nervous heartbeat, and threw away the stick in her hand.

"Are you scared? I'm sorry." Qin Zeyang looked at the stick that fell to the first floor and vaguely understood.

Lin Lin looked carefully. Qin Zeyang didn't come back today. How come he looked like this? His hair was messy, his face was dirty, and his clothes were covered with black stains.

She took another deep breath and couldn't help but said, "Why are you sneaking back to your own home? And your face, go look in the mirror and see what you look like now. Why did your fairy man image collapse into a coal-mining migrant worker?"

"Lin Lin, I am..."

"Gurgle..."

At this time, Qin Zeyang's stomach made a sound.