Traveling through 70's wine

When they were about to walk out of the square outside Shengyuan Temple, Wen Qing found several small stalls under the trees, one of which displayed some porcelain. When they walked over, they saw a middle-aged man selling second-hand goods and two old men squatting on the side selecting.

Wen Qing took a closer look and saw an incomplete set of purple clay teapots on the stall, which consisted of only a teapot, three cups, two small iron pots, a copper pot, three inkstones, seven or eight things that looked like ink blocks in a shoe box, a few stones, a stack of rice paper, a few old brushes, and a dozen copper coins.

Wen Qing also squatted down to choose, and listened to the stall owner explain to an old man who was selecting things that these were the old man's things. The old man was gone and no one wanted these things. The family wanted to sell them and get some money for their children's marriage.

Wen Qing just listened without saying anything. There are so many different things in life, and there are so many similar stories, some are seeing a doctor, some are getting married, some are looking for a job, who knows?

Wen Qing saw that several people were not interested in the small iron pots, so she took them over and took a look. One of them was a small pot without a lid, with two unique ears. When she knocked gently, the iron pot made a low sound; the other one looked like a pot for boiling medicine, but this pot had a long handle. When she opened the lid, she smelled a scent of tea.

Wen Qing asked, "How much are these two iron pots?"

The middle-aged man said, "Now it costs 5 yuan to buy an iron pot, and you need a ticket. How about this, I will sell you two pots for 12 yuan."

Wen Qing said: "These two pots are old. If I had tickets, I would buy new ones."

"Ten yuan, no less."

Wen Qing took out ten yuan and gave it to him, then asked him for two newspapers to wrap it and put it in his bag.

Wen Qing recognized the two pots, one was called a 鍑 and the other was called a 铫, both were used for making tea.

The pot is used to cook tea, and the diao is used to boil tea. There is no such thing now, so she guessed that it was an old item. The inscriptions and patterns on it were very delicate. She would ask someone who knows about it when she has the chance.

It was already evening when Wen Qing returned home. Su Mei said, "Xiao Qing, why did you go out for so long without telling me? We have already had dinner."

Wen Qing just said that she went to see her teacher, and did not say that she did not have dinner.

Su Mei said: "Xiao Qing, your cousin is here."

Wen Qiaozhen, the cousin of the Wen family, was in her forties and worked as a section chief in a steel rope factory. When she saw Wen Qing, she smiled and said, "Xiaoqing, you're back?"

I was still chatting with Wen Dayong and Su Mei about the children of my colleagues and friends from the factory who had gone to the countryside.

Wen Qing sat aside and listened, occasionally saying something, Wen Dayong and Su Mei accompanied her. As they were talking, Wen Qiaozhen asked, "Xiao Qing, are you dating someone in the countryside?"

"No, I haven't seen the right one yet."

"You are 22 years old too?"

“Not full yet.”

"Alas, it's a pity to waste my best years in the countryside."

Wen Qing smiled but said nothing.

Wen Qiaozhen said, "You are not young anymore. I had given birth to your cousin when I was your age. If you find someone to marry now, you may have a child next year."

Wen Dayong said, "The guy your aunt introduced to you is ten years older than you. He is also the factory director, young and promising. How can he not be worthy of you?"

Wen Qing lowered her head and said nothing. Wen Qiaozhen glanced at Wen Dayong and said, "It's getting late. I'm going back."

Wen Dayong and Su Mei sent Wen Qiaozhen out. Wen Qing cleaned up the kitchen and waited for Su Mei to come back. Wen Qing said, "Mom, my vacation is almost over. I want to go back."

Su Mei said, "How about staying a few more days?"

"No, there's no place to stay at home, and it's inconvenient to stay here all the time."

Su Mei said: "The person your aunt introduced to you is pretty good. Let's have lunch together tomorrow at noon?"

He added: "Let's meet, if it doesn't fit, forget it."

Wen Dayong said: "At least give your aunt some face, will your family still harm you?"

Wen Qing nodded.

The next day at noon, Wen Qiaozhen took Wen Qing to a restaurant next to the steel rope factory. When they arrived, there were already two people seated, a woman in her 50s and a man in his s. Wen Qiaozhen said, "Director Qin, Aunt Qin, you're here early?"

The man stood up and said, "Qiaozhen, you are here."

Wen Qiaozhen said to Wen Qing, "Xiaoqing, this is our factory director Qin Wei."

Then he said to Qin Wei: "Director Qin, this is my niece Wen Qing."

He pulled Wen Qing to sit opposite them.

Qin Wei was wearing a white shirt and black pants. He had dark skin and sparse hair. He was 172 cm tall and slightly fat. He looked shorter than Wen Qing.

Qin's mother was wearing a reddish-brown short-sleeved shirt. Her hair was gray. She was only 150 cm tall, had many wrinkles on her face, and looked a little serious.

Qin Wei saw that Wen Qing was very young and tall. She was wearing a loose cotton short-sleeved shirt. She had a beautiful face and a good figure. Although her skin was a little dark yellow, she was full of youth. He was very satisfied.

Not long after they sat down, the waiter brought the food. Mother Qin chatted with Wen Qiaozhen while talking to Wen Qing. Qin Wei picked up the chopsticks to pick up food for Wen Qing, but Wen Qing avoided him and said, "Director Qin, eat by yourself."

Qin Wei asked: "Comrade Wen Qing, where did you go to the countryside?"

"Yundian."

"What year did you go there?"

"71."

"It's been 8 years?" Qin's mother said.

"Ah."

“Isn’t life in the country hard?”

Qin's mother said: "We used to live in the countryside. Later, Xiaowei served in the army and was transferred to Wuhan, so we moved here."

Qin Wei said, "Xiaoqing, life in the countryside is hard, so it's better to go back to the city as soon as possible. Do you want to go back? I'll take care of the work."

Mother Qin smiled and said, "Xiaowei, pick some food for Xiaoqing."

Without waiting for Qin Wei to move, Wen Qing put down her chopsticks and said, "Thank you, Auntie. I'm done eating."

After the three of them finished eating, Wen Qing and Wen Qiaozhen said goodbye and left.

When she got home, Wen Qiaozhen complained, "Xiaoqing is such a harsh kid. Director Qin and Aunt Qin are both unhappy."

Wen Qing said, "This guy is not even as tall as me and doesn't look good either." She slammed the door and walked out.

She walked to the kitchen and released her mental power, only to hear Wen Qiaozhen say, "Brother, since both parties have met, Wen Qing should have a better attitude. If I give a bad impression now, how can I survive in the factory in the future?

I have already told people that after Wen Qing gets married, Wen Lei will be transferred to work in the government office."

Wen Dayong said: "This damn girl."

Wen Qing pretended to bring in some hot water, and the two of them stopped talking.

Wen Qing didn't believe that Wen Qiaozhen was so kind as to introduce her to someone. Wen Yu was only one year younger than her, and her own daughter was about the same age as her. Wouldn't it be better to keep this benefit for herself?

Wen Qing felt that she should go and find out for herself.

Director Qin's home is in the steel rope factory's staff quarters. Wen Qing made up to look like a woman in her forties and went there to sell eggs, carrying a basket on her back. She put the basket under a tree in the small square.

Soon, Aunt Qin and two old ladies came over. Seeing someone selling eggs, they came over to take a look. Aunt Qin was the first to ask, "Sister, how much are these eggs?"

Wen Qing: "10 cents each."

Aunt Qin: "This egg is so small, why is it so expensive?"

Wen Qing: "How can it be small? This is a chicken egg, not a duck egg."

Aunt Qin kept grumbling, but Wen Qing refused to lower the price. Aunt Qin said unhappily, "Sister, this is the steel rope factory's residential quarters, not a place to sell things. Please leave now."

Wen Qing stood up as if frightened, and said in panic, "Okay, I'll leave right away."

Then he turned his head and looked at the tofu stall not far away. "How can they sell things here?"

Aunt Qin said, "You can't sell things here anyway."

Wen Qing picked up the backpack and walked away. After Aunt Qin saw that everyone had left, she went to chat with the old ladies.