Chapter 7 Scrap Collection Station

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"Your jealous face is so ugly. A rich and beautiful girl like me is still afraid of not being able to find something. In my opinion, you should find something. Otherwise, someone like you who has graduated from high school and has no job will be It's time to go to the countryside!" Chen Xiaolin also found it funny when she saw He Yingying's angry look. In fact, He Yingying is not a very bad person, but for some reason, she always likes to make trouble for herself, as if she is stealing her sweetheart.

"Chen Xiaolin, just wait for me, hum!" He Yingying felt so sad that she wanted to cry when Chen Xiaolin mentioned her painful point. In fact, He Yingying had already signed up to go to the countryside today. Because she was going to the countryside, she was in a bad mood, so she came to a state-owned restaurant to eat braised pork to relieve her mood. Who knew she would meet her nemesis Chen Xiaolin.

Chen Xiaolin shook her head helplessly. This He Yingying was nothing to worry about. A simple-minded girl like her could only have a bad mouth at best.

"Sister, I want a piece of braised pork and a bowl of rice." Chen Xiaolin looked at the blackboard on the wall and found that today there are only braised pork, braised fish, fried shredded potatoes, dumplings, beef noodles, steamed buns and rice.

"A total of one dollar and seventy cents, half a catty of meat stamps and two taels of food stamps. When the meal is ready, you have to come and get it yourself!" The waiter at the state-owned restaurant collected the money stamps with an expressionless face and gave Chen Xiaolin a sign.

Chen Xiaolin found a seat and sat down. She was still very curious about the state-owned hotels in the 1970s.

After a while, Chen Xiaolin finally heard, "The braised pork and rice are ready, come here and get them."

Chen Xiaolin looked at the plate of brightly red braised pork. She picked up a piece and put it in her mouth. It was indeed a must-order dish in the Chronicle. It's really fat but not greasy and melts in your mouth.

Chen Xiaolin had one mouthful of braised pork and one mouthful of rice. After a while, she finished a plate of braised pork and a bowl of rice. She burped with satisfaction.

After walking out of the state-owned hotel, Chen Xiaolin planned to go to the scrap collection station to check in.

There are two scrap collection stations in Beijing, one in the east of the city and one in the west of the city. The scrap collection station in the east of the city is two kilometers further from Chen Xiaolin's house.

Since there was no bicycle, Chen Xiaolin had no choice but to walk. After walking for almost half an hour, Chen Xiaolin arrived at her destination.

The same scrap collection station, the same old man, the staff of the Chengdong scrap collection station is also an old man in his sixties or seventies

Grandpa, can I go in and find some textbooks and newspapers?" Chen Xiaolin took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and handed it to the little old man sitting at the door of the scrap collection station.

"Okay, you go in and look for it yourself. When you're done, come out and weigh and give money. Remember not to take things you shouldn't take." The little old man at the scrap collection station quickly took the cigarette that Chen Xiaolin handed him, and then opened the door to let Chen Xiaolin in. .

Chen Xiaolin walked in and found that the inside had been sorted and sorted. She planned to start rummaging through the place where newspapers and textbooks were placed.

After searching for a long time, Chen Xiaolin found a complete set of self-study books on mathematics, physics and chemistry. It was already 1970, and the college entrance examination would be resumed in seven years.

Chen Xiaolin first put aside this series of self-study books on mathematics, physics and chemistry. She planned to find some more little books that she could use as gifts when she returned to the countryside. Her four cousins ​​did not know how many nieces and nephews they had given birth to. I can get more points, otherwise what should I do if I don't have enough points!

When Chen Xiaolin sees medical books, cookbooks, and wired books, she will put them into the space. These books will not see the light of day for the time being.

It didn't take long for Chen Xiaolin to finish looking through the room. She collected several medical books and recipes, and one of them was a compendium of materia medica with pictures. She just planned to make some money by collecting medicines when she returned to the countryside.

The rooms next to them were all locked, so she had no choice but to go Taobao, so she could only walk out with a set of self-study books on mathematics, physics and chemistry and a stack of newspapers.

"Grandpa, please help me weigh these books and newspapers."

"Just give me a dollar, and I'll give you this snakeskin bag as well." The little old man at the scrap collection station took a casual look. He quite liked Chen Xiaolin, a child who loves to learn.

"Thank you." Chen Xiaolin took out a dollar from her pocket and handed it to him, then put the book in a snakeskin bag and left.

Chen Xiaolin walked for a while carrying the snakeskin bag, and then put all the books in the snakeskin bag into the space while no one was around.

On the way back, Chen Xiaolin happened to pass by the street office, and she thought she might as well rent out the house today.

"Xiaolin, why are you here? I plan to go to your house to see you later!" Liu Aihong is the deputy director of the subdistrict office. She is friends with Chen Xiaolin's mother. Her son just got married a few days ago, so she never had time to see Chen Xiaolin.

"Aunt Liu, I plan to rent out my house and then return to my hometown." Chen Xiaolin knew from her memory that Aunt Liu was very good to the original owner. She was too familiar with the original owner, so Chen Xiaolin was a little afraid that she would see something.

"Why are you thinking about going back to your hometown! You are a child of martyrs now, and the government will arrange a job for you." Liu Aihong really did not want Chen Xiaolin to return to the countryside. She was afraid that Chen Xiaolin, who had been pampered since childhood, would not be able to bear the hardships in the countryside, and If he is not by her side, if something happens to her, he will not have time to help.

"It was my father who asked me to go back to my hometown. He said it was not safe for me to be here alone, and there are grandparents in my hometown, and they will take care of me." Although Chen Xiaolin does not plan to go back to live with her grandparents, in order not to Liu Aihong was worried, and Chen Xiaolin couldn't speak directly.

Okay! Why don't you rent your house to me? Your brother Jianguo is getting married and he doesn't have a house to live in. I'll give you fifteen yuan a month." Liu Aihong was still looking for a house for her son. Now that Chen Xiaolin is renting out her house, isn't it like someone handed her a pillow just after she dozed off?

"It doesn't have to be so much, just ten yuan. Aunt Liu, you don't have to think about supplementing me. I'm not short of money." Chen Xiaolin is also a rich woman now. If it weren't for the fact that she would have a reason to eat well in the future, she would In fact, I am not very willing to let others live in my house.

"Okay!" Liu Aihong thought for a moment and agreed. She knew that Chen Xiaolin's parents' salary was not low, so they should have left a lot of money for her.

"Then I will send you the key in two days. Then I will stop by to change my household registration. I will go back now and pack my things." Chen Xiaolin did not dare to have too much contact with Liu Aihong, for fear that she would find out that she was with the original owner. different.

"Take these food back. I originally planned to bring them to you after get off work." Liu Aihong brought a large bag of food this morning and planned to visit Chen Xiaolin after get off work in the evening.

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