Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

"I know." He nodded seriously.

"Uncle is gone, you should pack up and go to bed early."

He rubbed Jiuli's head, then left with Xiao Liu with a smile. His face darkened as he turned around. It was all Zhou Qianhua's fault, that loser, and his poor, delicate niece.

"Tell the old ladies in the village to keep an eye on their own boys, especially the second-rate ones. We must never let a situation like the one in the neighboring commune forcing female educated youth to death happen again," the team leader took a puff of his pipe.

"Brother, you're right. But this girl is obviously incapable of doing farm work. How about giving her my scorekeeper?" The village party secretary tapped his pipe, full of worry.

"No, I'll go to the commune and apply for a barefoot doctor quota. I'll calculate it based on 10 centimeters. If it's not enough, I'll make up for it."

Let’s just say that Zhou Zhiqing’s uncle is the division commander. If he promotes him more, his third son will have a bright future.

"Wife, kill a chicken and ask Zhou Zhiqing to come over for a quick meal later." The team leader said to his wife.

"Brother, let Zhou Zhiqing come to my place for dinner tomorrow." We have to maintain good relationships, otherwise it will be a loss.

"Okay," Aunt Cuihua, the captain's wife, came out and rolled her eyes. How nice it would be if she could be his wife?

He sent Ye Jianan out of the village and returned to the house he had bought at the end of the village. With a flick of his fingertips, the whole room became clean.

"Master, how can you use magic?" 0001 was stunned, his voice trembling. Didn't you say it was not allowed?

"It's not me who can't do it just because they can't. You can just be Ling Ling from now on," he glanced at his useless self.

There were curtains with small floral patterns hung on the windows, a simple army green quilt was spread on the kang, and suitcases were placed on the floor, one filled with food and the other with clothes.

There were several Dacron shirts alone, the green military uniforms were brand new, and there were also two thick army green cotton jackets.

There are several bottles of vanishing cream and several buckets of difficult-to-make malted milk. Ye Jianan is largely responsible for the fact that she has been raised so delicately since she was a child, so he is not afraid of her spoiling her.

It was lunchtime at the educated youth camp, one of the two meals a day. Corn porridge and pickles were already on the table, and they were chatting.

"The new educated youth who came today came by car," he said with envy, saying that families like these were just gilding their reputation.

"I rented a room on the first day. It's much better than that bitch who flirts with people." He looked towards the window with a gloomy gaze.

"Isn't it? Today's porridge is thick and delicious." Filling the stomach is more important than all that.

That man looks like he can't lift anything with his hands or carry anything on his shoulders, so it's probably impossible for him to get down to the ground. You don't have to be like them.

"Send a bowl to Su Zhiqing later. If that doesn't work, go to the health center and have a look."

"I have sent it. It's just a cold from not sleeping well because the quilt is too thin. It will be fine if I cover myself up. I can't afford to go to the hospital."

"That's right. Fortunately, Zhou Zhiqing came and suppressed that shameless thing. I even hate living here."

"Don't, that man is from the captain's family, it's a good place to be, and there's an allowance every month."

It's just that these educated youth arrived a little late, and there is not much work to do in the middle of winter, so they are about to start hibernating. I guess they don't mind, after all, those clothes are something that people from poor families can't afford.

Jiuli was lying on the bedding, holding her stomach with impatience in her eyes. Her rumbling stomach told her that she was hungry.

He turned over and got up from the bed, waved his hand to light the candle, and fixed his eyes on the peach biscuit shachima on the table.

"Lingling, do you have any chicken for sale?" After eating a few biscuits, she didn't feel like cooking and just wanted to eat chicken, so she asked.

"Yes, master. They don't require any points. What flavor do you want?" Ling Ling opened his eyes and replied.

Lord Su Hua told it that it must satisfy all of its master's needs, and that points would be deducted after completing the task.

"Give me one of each." Only children would be picky, but adults would naturally want both. What's more, she doesn't know what flavors there are.

"Yes." Ling Ling quickly stretched out his chubby little hand, bought all flavors of chicken, and brought them to the table.

The rich meaty aroma emanates the moment the lid is opened, and the spicy flavor is extremely overbearing, making people drool, especially when there are tickets everywhere.

It's hard to eat a bite of meat. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It's more delicious than the ones sold in state-owned restaurants. I quickly took out a chicken leg and it was so delicious.

No, how could she be tempted by a chicken leg? Was it because of this mortal? She ate it without hesitation and asked for another bowl of rice.

Jiuli ate half a crispy chicken and two bowls of rice. She lay down contentedly and drank malted milk.

"Is Zhou Zhiqing here?" Aunt Cuihua knocked on the door, carrying a bamboo basket. It was all the old man's fault for insisting on asking her to come.

Jiuli, who was holding malted milk in the room, blinked, put down the cup and did not forget to dispel the smell of crispy chicken in the room.

"Yes," he said, straightening his clothes and going out to open the door.

"Zhou Zhiqing, I'm the team leader's wife. You can just call me Aunt Cuihua. I have some chicken soup at home for you to try."

Aunt Cuihua said this, and the two of them walked into the room.

The small floral fabric that she was reluctant to buy for her daughter was just hung on the curtains, and the army green bedding was neatly laid out.

"Excuse me, Aunt Cuihua. Here are some White Rabbit candies I brought. Take them back and give them to your child to sweeten his mouth."

She said this with a smile, invited Aunt Cuihua to sit down and poured her a cup of brown sugar water. She understood the ways of the world.

"No, no, you can come to me if you have any problems in the future. Apart from anything else, my words are still effective in the village." Aunt Cuihua looked at Naitang with shining eyes, hesitating.

"It's not worth much. Take it. Otherwise, I'll be embarrassed to eat the chicken soup you brought." He stuffed it into Aunt Cuihua's hand.

"That's not good," he smiled, his wrinkles widening. "Zhou Zhiqing, I'm going back first. I have things to do at home. Remember to eat."

"I'll give it to you." It smells good.

When we said goodbye at the door, Aunt Cuihua almost ran back with five White Rabbit candies in her mouth. She was dissatisfied when she came, but now there was a smile on her face.

"What? Come up and eat. We've been waiting for you." The captain held the bowl and looked at his noisy wife with dissatisfaction.

"Today's dishes are good,"

Aunt Cuihua came to the table and the bowl of chicken soup was divided into four equal portions, with one bowl for each of the pillars of the family.

"This is from the big cities, one for each of us."

After dinner, Aunt Cuihua talked about her own experience. She had rarely drunk brown sugar water in her life. Thinking of the White Rabbit cigarette in her hand, she gave one to each of her four grandsons.

"He's handsome, much better than those new educated youth."

She also looked at her third brother with a look of disappointment. If he had shown some courage and fell in love with Zhou Zhiqing, she would have fully supported him. As for Xu Zhiqing, forget it.

Not only does he have a small butt, but his family is also poor and he holds others back.

"I'm warning you, you just saved her today out of bravery, but you didn't pledge your love to her."

"No, I have to take responsibility." To be honest, she is good-looking and can read and write, so she is not a bad match for him.