205. Nightmare is present

"Sister Xuan'er, the houses in the city are not allowed to be built casually. The workers live in the city, but they are getting smaller and smaller. I also saw a family of seven living in one room. That's narrow, which can't be compared with our family at all." Zuo He knows the situation here best, so everyone believes what he says.

Wang Zhenhe led the children to avoid those places where they often do sports. He brought the children here to open his eyes, but he didn't want them to see those scenes.

Mingyuan is not interested in the garden in the city, and there are no flowers to see in winter. You can see the pool water of a lake and some residual lotus leaves frozen on the ice, which is not as interesting as their riverside.

"Dad, look at the stack of round things underneath their window. Why haven't I seen this thing?"

Zuo He looked at it and found that it was honeycomb coal. He explained, "Brother Mingyuan, many people in the city don't have a pot stove like ours. They can only use stoves to cook. This honeycomb coal is used for heating and cooking, and that one costs money to buy."

Wang Xuan was a little distressed when she heard this. "Oh, it costs money to cook a meal in the city. It's not as good as our family. Let's go to the mountain to hug some grass. We don't have to spend money. It's warm on the kang. It's better for our family."

Zuo Yu also nodded, "That's true. You see, they don't have chickens and pigs. There is no place to play. You can go out to play like our family. The food is grown in your own field, and the eggs are also made at home. It costs money to eat all in the city, but it's the same It's convenient, and the wages of the workers are higher than their uncles. Even Wang Zhenhe was right in Zuo Yu's words. It's really like this.

"Dad, I think when we grow up and go to the city to make money, we will take it home and spend it." Wang Zhenhe couldn't help laughing at Mingyuan's words. This child is so funny.

When they arrived at the department store, several children were suddenly attracted by the dazzling range of goods in it. It was much larger than their supply and marketing agency, and there were many varieties and more buyers.

"Children, if you have what you need, just open your mouth. I'll buy it for you." Wang Zhenhe also took the money stuffed by his daughter-in-law in his pocket. He had money on his body, and he also became confident.

After shopping around, he bought a study dictionary for Mingcheng, Mingyuan and Zuo Yu's villain book, Zuo Hao's pen, Zuo He's diary, and a pair of red silk ribbons for Wang Xuan to tie her hair. As for buying something for his little daughter, Wang Zhenhe hesitated for a long time, he didn't Whether it's good to wear or not, I'm just interested in money.

Seeing that Wang Zhenhe was a little embarrassed, Zuo He said, "Uncle, buy some stamps for your sister. Last time I heard her say that she liked this, and asked my father to collect them for her."

Wang Zhenhe thought about it and bought stamps. It can also be used to send a letter to his brother-in-law in the future.

Go to the sales counter and ask the salesperson to give him a version of everything. Anyway, it can be used in the future. He didn't think about waste. It's rare for someone to buy so much today. The saleswoman asked carefully, "Comrade, I still have some previous backlog of stamps here that have not been sold. Do you One version, but all of these can be used. I didn't find it until I count the goods.

There is no research on stamp Wang Zhenhe. As long as the pattern is different, as long as her daughter likes it, he will buy it for his child today, so he happily paid for everything. I guess he didn't dream at this time. Because of today's impulse, he let their family have more. A piece of invisible wealth.

led the children to buy some snacks and cakes for the elderly at home, and their group of talents returned to the Zuo family courtyard.

When Zuo He saw the yard he was familiar with, he ran in excitedly. Zuo Yu learned that this was the house where his grandparents had once lived, and the two brothers began to look at the place where their grandparents had lived in a different mood.

"Sister Qianqian, we're back. Look, uncle bought you a gift."

As soon as Zuo He ran into the yard, he shouted. Mingyuan and others followed and looked at the narrow yard.

Zhang Lan and Wang Qian came out of the kitchen and saw the excited expressions on the faces of several children. Zhang Lan and others also felt happy, "How's it going? Have you bought something for the children?"

In no time for Wang Zhenhe to answer, Zuo He said, "Auntie, we all bought them, and my uncle also bought a lot of stamps for my sister."

Speaking of stamps, Wang Qian was a little excited. Why didn't she expect to buy some back? She didn't know much about the value of stamps during the Cultural Revolution, but it was always very good. After all, this is a special era, and those stamps can no longer be copied.

"Dad, that's very kind of you. I like you so much. Show me the stamps quickly."

My daughter was happy that Wang Zhenhe knew that she had bought the right thing. She smiled at Zuo He and expressed her gratitude. When Wang Qian saw a roll of stamps handed over by his father, she was a little distressed for Wang Zhenhe. I guess it cost a lot of money. She opened them one by one, and she didn't do much about Then I was very happy. "Dad, why is this only one? Why didn't you buy more?"

When Wang Zhen saw the stamp his daughter took, he touched his head and said with a smile, "Daughter, Dad also wants to buy more for you, but this is the thing that he pressed at the bottom of the box in the warehouse, and there is only one left for me to buy. There is not much."

When Wang Qian saw the red stamp in her hand, she couldn't help sighing that this is God's will. In later generations, she may not know much about other things, but when she heard her classmates talk about the value of this stamp, it was worth a lot of money.

A delicate little face was full of happy smiles at this moment. In the past, she hugged Wang Zhenhe tightly and said, "Dad, I find that you are really cute today." Then she kissed her father.

Wang Zhenhe, who was praised by his daughter, knows something about the southeast and northwest. This is the first time that his child is so interested in something. "Daughter, if Dad sees a good-looking stamp in the future, I will buy it for you."

Zhang Lan beat her husband with a smile, "Okay, let's not stand. Let's go to the house to warm up quickly. My meal is ready, and I'm just waiting for you to come back."

Zhang Lan used a lot of oil for lunch. The fresh vegetables and oil and water were enough, and several children couldn't stop eating.

After dinner, several children and Zhang Lan sat together to talk about some of their experiences in the city this time and also expressed their feelings. Wang Qian felt that as long as she could say it, it would be rewarding.

While talking, he suddenly heard noisy cries and scolding outside. Ming Yuan and Zuo Yu quickly ran outside to have a look, but after they came back, their faces were not very good.

"Mom, the Red Guards are burning books outside, and we also saw that they cut the woman's hair."

Mingyuan was still a little palpitated when he saw the scene outside. That scene was a little crazy, which he could not see in the countryside.

Seeing the little brother's face, Wang Qian estimated that the situation outside would not be much better. "Brother, is anyone watching?"

Mingyuan nodded, "Yes, a lot of people are watching there."

Wang Zhenhe finally saw that his daughter wanted to see the bustle. It was so chaotic outside. He was really worried, "Jianqian, you'd better not go. It's messy and not good-looking. We'll go back later, good boy."

Wang Zhenhe stopped Wang Qian's idea of going out to see the fun, and the family quietly listened to the shouts and cries outside.

Zhang Lan sighed, "Zanhe, come over and I'll tell you something. Qianqian, you and your brother and sister are in the room. Don't go anywhere."

In the morning, Zhang Lan and Wang Qian also promised to send oil to other people's homes after dinner. If they didn't come back, they didn't have time. Zhang Lan pulled her husband to the kitchen and packed the oil in the jar for each family. Each house was an oil bottle, which weighed one catty. It was not much worse for

"Daughter-in-law, have you collected all the oil money in advance?"

Zhang Lan said with a smile, "Of course, otherwise it won't be troublesome if we are seen by someone with intentions. Fortunately, we have received it in advance. Otherwise, how dare we ask for money from those people outside, but they are all our old customers in the past, and they are very familiar with our daughter, otherwise he We can't be so relieved. You put all these oil bottles in your pocket so that you don't have to be seen.

After the couple did everything, Wang Zhenhe changed his little daughter. No one can compare with that space for the secret he wants to do. He can see the power of the space.

The mother put the oil in the space, and Zhang Lan went out with her daughter. The burning fire outside seemed to prove what had just happened.

Wang Qian looked at a pile of things that had been turned into ashes and sighed secretly. There was something she could do.

After finishing the matter, Wang Zhenhe quickly took his wife and children to board the car back. He couldn't wait to leave this place of right and wrong. The Spring Festival is coming soon. He doesn't want to do the last time again. Zhang Lan's illness was really scared. That matter is simply lingering for him in his life. Nightmare. A nightmare.

Knowing that he finally breathed a long sigh of relief when he got home. Wang Qian didn't feel funny when she saw Wang Zhenhe's nervous appearance.

"Grandpa, grandma, we're back." As soon as Zuo Yu arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he began to shout. Unexpectedly, not only the old man and others came out of the room, but also Peng Ziyun and Zuo Xiangcheng appeared at the door of the Wang family.

"Dad?" After Zuo He and the three of them were stunned, they ran to the couple quickly.

Peng Ziyun took the little hand that stretched out with a smile and hugged the little son who ran over. "Zuo He, do you miss your mother?"

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