Daily life of female supporting actresses in the 1970s

Zhao Lanlan hesitated and said, "Yesterday, Jiang Zhiqing's clothes were changed by Lin Zhiqing. I was boiling water in the kitchen at the time and didn't see it."

To be honest, she was indeed jealous of the money, which seemed to be at least two or three hundred.

If Lin Xiaomei fights hard enough to get the money, she will get half of it. Then she won't have to suffer from the cold this winter, and her mother won't have to stop taking medicine.

But if her false testimony was exposed, she would definitely be considered an accomplice and would definitely be sent to a farm for reform.

Therefore, it is better to find an excuse to get away without being there, so that you will not be dragged into it.

When she is exposed, she can only say that she dared not offend Lin Xiaomei.

Lin Shaoyang, the captain of the educated youth team, happened to see Zhao Lanlan's evasive eyes. Combined with the fact that he was the one who helped to boil the hot water yesterday, it meant that Zhao Lanlan was lying. His face darkened a little, and the scales in his heart immediately tilted towards Jiang Yanqiu.

He then asked, "Jiang Zhiqing, you said the money is yours. What evidence do you have?"

Jiang Yanqiu looked at Lin Xiaomei with a flash of disdain in her eyes, and asked, "Lin Zhiqing, then tell us how much money is in your bag? What else is in it besides money?"

Lin Xiaomei panicked. She had no idea how much money was in her bag, so she could only say stubbornly, "Why would I tell you how much money I have?"

There was nothing wrong with Lin Xiaomei's answer, but her attitude made people feel even more suspicious.

Jiang Yanqiu took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said straight to the point: "Then let me tell you what's in my wallet. I sewed that wallet myself, and it has the initials of my name embroidered on it.

There were a total of 265 yuan in the wallet, 200 of which were subsidies issued by the Youth League Office. It was brand new money that had just been withdrawn from the savings bank, and most of the numbers were consecutive.

In addition, the wallet also contained fifty kilograms of coarse grain coupons, ten kilograms of fine grain coupons, three kilograms of cotton coupons, twelve feet of cloth coupons, thirteen industrial coupons, two kilograms of brown sugar coupons, five health coupons, etc.

All of these tickets came from subsidies from the Youth League Office, and they were all issued by the capital and valid nationwide. My wallet also contained my border pass and Youth League ID.

Captain Lin, please help verify this and report it to the police."

Jiang Yanqiu fainted immediately after she finished speaking. She no longer had the strength to hold on.

In fact, she had been forcing herself to hold on with her weak body until now, but at this moment she could no longer bear it and finally fainted.

Zhao Lanlan was glad that she had been careful just now, otherwise it would be difficult to explain it clearly now!

Even if there is no educated youth certificate and border pass, as long as it is a ticket issued from the imperial capital, regardless of whether the amount of money in it matches, it can prove that the wallet belongs to Jiang Yanqiu.

As for Lin Xiaomei having Imperial Capital bills, no one believed it.

Where did the educated youth from Xiangxi get the national currency during their three years in the countryside? They were issued in the capital, right? They're just fooling fools.

Not to mention the exchange for Gu Qingshi and Lin Shaoyang, two educated youth from the capital, both of them used military tickets.

The key point is that neither of them has the character to protect any outsider, let alone Lin Xiaomei, who is disliked everywhere.

Everyone was stunned by the huge sum of money in Jiang Yanqiu's hands. You know, these rural people work hard for a year, and when the harvest is good, they only get a dividend of a few dozen yuan. If they encounter a natural disaster, they will have to pay money.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh: "So Jiang Zhiqing is so rich! No wonder she looks so spoiled!"

"Exactly. If my family were this rich, I'd also look down on others."

"I really can't tell. Besides looking down on people, Jiang Zhiqing works very hard and doesn't let other men do the work for her."

"That's right. Wang Xiaomei relied on the Tian family kid to get by. He didn't have a penny at the time."

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After a long while, Lin Shaoyang finally spoke: "Lin Zhiqing, do you think we should check the money and bills in this wallet, or should we report it directly to the police and let them handle this matter?"

Lin Xiaomei was stunned for a moment. She had no idea what was inside. She could only stand there blankly with her mind blank.

However, she quickly came to her senses and quickly found an explanation.

She shouted excitedly, "Jiang Yanqiu must have framed me! She took advantage of us not being in the dormitory to go through my wallet and put her things in it. And her suicide was just a pretense. If you don't believe me, go ask Qiao Zhiqing and Gu Zhiqing. They both said that people who can swim can't easily drown."

Before she could finish her words, Li Chunni, who often quarreled with her, took advantage of her distraction and suddenly snatched the bag from her pocket.

He sharply questioned, "Who would carry their wallet with them right after returning home? And your hands are still dirty, why are you so eager to pick up the wallet? Besides, why are you helping others tie their belts?"

"People who can swim won't drown. A few years ago, our Wang Tiezhu saved Li Ermao during a flood. And last year, he accidentally drowned while fishing. Who taught you this logic? Is this the logic of you city dwellers?"

Gu Qingqing said grimly, "Lin Xiaomei, please don't misinterpret my meaning. We were just saying that it would be extremely painful for someone who can swim to commit suicide by diving, not that they can't drown."

At this moment, she was extremely disgusted with Lin Xiaomei.

Not only does this person love to take advantage of others, but he now steals, eavesdrops on other people's conversations, and quotes them out of context.

However, no one paid attention to her explanation, and all their attention was focused on the wallet.

Li Chunni took the wallet and handed the money to Lin Shaoyang, saying, "Lin Zhiqing, you Zhiqing know how to count, come and see if the money matches what Jiang Zhiqing said."

Lin Shaoyang did not take the wallet, but said to Village Chief Zhao: "Let Village Chief Zhao verify it."

Village Chief Zhao responded grimly, "This is a matter between you educated youth, so resolve it among yourselves. But if it affects our village's chances of achieving the advanced title, don't blame me for being rude."

Lin Shaoyang's face darkened instantly and looked very ugly. He knew that the village chief was like this every time he dealt with the issue of educated youth.

Whenever he saw someone he wanted to protect, he would use the title of advanced to threaten the educated youth not to make a big deal out of it.

Although the village has never won any advanced awards in all the years he has been here, he always uses this reason to oppress them.

Nowadays, people have a strong sense of collective honor. If the government gives them a certificate of merit and asks them to donate their houses and food, they will be willing to do so.

In the end, Lin Shaoyang said nothing and counted the money in front of everyone.

He opened the embroidered wallet and found a layer of transparent film wrapped around the banknotes. Just as Jiang Yanqiu had said before, the three letters JYQ were indeed embroidered inside the wallet.

After opening the plastic wrap and counting the money, the amount matched and the ID inside was indeed Jiang Yanqiu's.

Lin Shaoyang didn't say anything, but instead shouted, "Who's willing to help check it again, so that we, the educated youth from the big cities, won't end up shielding and framing each other again?"

Lin Xiaomei always says that people in big cities look down on people from small cities. If this matter is not handled properly, she might really turn around and blame them.

Everyone was silent. A few kind-hearted aunts in the village wanted to help, but they didn't know how to count.