Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

Wei Wei's eyes flashed slightly. Can she say that it was because she 'couldn't help it' and secretly went into the space to work overtime in order to modify these machines?

"I'm still young, so it's normal for me to grow taller." Wei Wei avoided talking and directly changed the topic.

"Grandma Jiang told me just the day before yesterday to wait for you to come back and see if there is any way to get a pig's head." Although Wei Wei changed the subject, her head was still full of questions, "What does Grandma Jiang want the pig's head for?"

Qian Duoduo thought of the pig head and calculated the date, "Sister Wei, this is what Grandma Jiang plans to use secretly to pray to God. I think it also means to ward off evil spirits and pray for blessings. I hope everything will go well in the coming year."

pray to deity? This is Wei Wei's knowledge blind spot, "Oh, I understand." In fact, he has been thinking hard in his heart, is there such a custom?

"Maybe Grandma Jiang and I are from the same hometown. I wonder if you can find out where my accent comes from." Qian Duoduo's limited memory is that he first fled, then fled, and finally wandered, and then was picked up by a passing army...

Qian Duoduo still has expectations for home and wants to find his relatives, but Wei Wei is not so optimistic. Thinking that those abandoned girls may not be found, it is also a blessing. Qian Duoduo has already established himself.

Wei Wei did not make sarcastic remarks, but diverted Qian Duoduo's attention, "Remember to buy a fan of pork ribs while you are doing the pig head. I like to eat it."

He handed Qian Duoduo a stack of money tickets and said, "The more, the merrier. When Grandma Jiang leaves, I won't be able to eat." His tone was inexplicably pitiful.

Qian Duoduo took the money ticket, covered her chest, and saved her life. For Sister Wei, she must practice her cooking skills to perfection.

The temperature is below zero. I don't have to worry about eating too much meat and spoiling it if I have a lot of money. I got a pig head today and a few ribs tomorrow. Slowly, I accumulated about four middle ribs.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the weather was good and it didn’t snow.

After Wei Wei had eaten a dinner carefully cooked by Grandma Jiang, he was pulled to start a fire.

Grandma Jiang and Qian Duoduo were staying up all night preparing to secretly set up a square table in the yard after 12 o'clock.

Wei Wei was reduced to a fire-burning girl, whose only function was to make fire.

Because it was done quietly, Grandma Jiang tried to be as simple as possible and had it done before ten o'clock in the evening.

"Grandma Jiang, aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Wei Wei was puzzled and stared at the big pig's head in the middle. Aren't you trying to break down feudal superstition? Aren't ordinary people afraid of it?

Especially Jiang Shuyi, who is still suffering in the Black Province.

"Wei Wei, this is a custom. If I don't do it, oh, I won't be able to eat or sleep in the future." Grandma Jiang looked very distressed, "Tonight is twelve o'clock, the ninth day of the first lunar month. In my hometown, I stay up all night. Just to worship God on the ninth day of the lunar month."

"Don't worry, grandma is alert. You see, the incense used to make incense is a kind of herb planted in the ground. In my hometown, poor people can't afford incense, so they break it off and use it as incense for vegetarian dishes and soups. , you see, it is also a small dish, the three of us can handle it in a few mouthfuls." Grandma Jiang racked her brains for tonight, and finally dug out the substitutes for the three incense sticks from her memory.

The secular world is not fair, but Grandma Jiang is more pious towards these things, like spiritual pillars.

"Weiwei, don't worry, we'll put them away after I pay my respects later." Grandma Jiang inserted the three nondescript straws, "This is unacceptable. How can you secretly burn paper money for your ancestors during the Qingming Festival? ?”

"Sister Wei," Qian Duoduo checked the time, "Grandma Jiang and I just want to bow down. I haven't bowed down for several years."

Although Wei Wei didn't understand, he could respect it and silently took a few steps back.

"Grandma Jiang, it's time," Qian Duoduo greeted, "it's time to start."

At the end, Wei Wei's face was slightly distorted as he watched Grandma Jiang and Qian Duoduo kneeling devoutly, bowing three times while mumbling something.

I really can’t tell, you have so much money, you are such a superstitious person.

The only good thing is that they worshiped them, but did not ask Wei Wei to do the same.

Fortunately, they kept their promise and got up in just 10 minutes.

"Quick, quick, put it away." Grandma Jiang ordered quickly.

Wei Wei was speechless, thinking that they were really not afraid...

In February, Wei Wei sent a letter to the Heilongjiang Construction Corps, and soon a small house was built there in Wei Mingyue's name.

In March, Wei Wei set out to send Grandma Jiang to the Construction Corps as Wei Mingyue's aunt and in the name of visiting relatives.

Apart from the fact that she obviously couldn't recognize Jiang Shuyi, and occasionally felt sorry for Jiang Shuyi and had to do heavy work, Grandma Jiang lived a very good life there.

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"Sister Wei, you are back," Qian Duoduo said overjoyed, "How is Grandma Jiang adapting?"

"Very good," Wei Wei glanced at Zhang Zeliang, who was frowning, "Grandma Jiang is there. She has a younger brother, a niece, a grandson, and neighbors. She is very happy to miss Shu."

"That's good," Qian Duoduo was happy, then remembered that now was not the time to reminisce about the past, his smile froze, and he thought of the person he had forgotten, "Sister Wei, Major General Zhang is waiting for you."

Qian Duoduo glanced at Major General Zhang who was standing motionless beside him, and said that Sister Wei was not here yet, but she kept coming.

If it was really that urgent, why didn't Sister Wei come to the door when she was still here?

"Wei Wei, I'm here." Seeing that Wei Wei was deliberately cold to him, Zhang Zeliang had no choice but to speak out.

"I saw it," Wei Wei's face changed instantly. He was still smiling just now, but now he is cold and cold. "Why, those people only think of me when they are desperate? It's hard to get things from the Soviet Union, right?"

Wei Wei has received news that it is estimated that the relationship between the country and the Soviet Union will be difficult to restore. It withdrew experts before and started withdrawing projects this year, making the already not wealthy country even worse.

"Wei Wei, don't be like this, the higher ups have promised to pay you for the repairs." Zhang Zeliang quickly gave the document to Wei Wei.

Zhang Zeliang: "Due to the large number of eggs waiting for repair..."

"How can it be a huge amount? Isn't it only five hundred pills a month?" Wei Wei stopped again.

Zhang Zeliang: "Because the output cannot increase, the superiors unanimously decided to give several more military factories to produce them together."

Wei Wei twitched the corner of his mouth, "You are seeking death, why are you so generous to your enemies?"

Wei Wei: "How much is the so-called salary?"

"It's 200 yuan a month," Zhang Zeliang stretched out his finger and made a sign of two, "I know it's less, and the workload is very heavy and requires working around the clock, so I'll give you a third-class merit note."

"Only third-class merit?" Wei Wei was dissatisfied, "What about the previous design? Can I be promoted? I've been stuck with the regiment leader for a long time."

"That's a lot of third-class merit. The total of those people you secretly pulled down some time ago is only second-class merit." Zhang Zeliang felt like vomiting blood. Do you think everyone is as evil as you? Is accumulating military merit just for fun?