Siheyuan: When I became the control group of Qin Huairu

"Director Wang, Director Wang, can all of us come here to study or only some of the young people?!" The person who asked this question was obviously someone who didn't listen to Director Wang carefully.

"Second... No, first uncle, Director Wang just said that you are teaching us to read for free, is this true or false!?"

"We are already so old, it is not appropriate for us to learn to read..."

"It's better than being blind... We are old, we are all grandparents, but there are also young people in the family who can't read..."

"...then they are living in a good era. In our time, not to mention that there was no one to teach us how to read, even if we wanted to learn, our families didn't have the conditions to do so..."

Some people were sitting in their seats discussing the matter heatedly, others went directly to Director Wang, Yan Bugui and Gong Xiaohui to ask questions, and there were also some people like Su Qinmi who were calm.

Su Qinmi watched her husband resolutely sign up in order to prevent Xu Damao, the horse-faced man, from running for the position of the third uncle and the manager.

I feel speechless.

Su Qinmi wanted to persuade He Yuzhu not to run for election, but she couldn't tell him the reason in front of so many people.

In the coming years, due to the food shortage, it will not be easy to be the manager.

But when she thought that since the Great Leap Forward in Steel Production had not occurred, perhaps the problem of food shortage would not occur either, Su Qinmi sat sideways on the stool thinking this in her mind, watching the hustle and bustle in the yard with cold eyes.

Less than 20 to 30 centimeters away from Su Qinmi was He Yushui's position. This little girl knew from the beginning that today's school-wide meeting would take place, and she was just there to make up the numbers.

He Yushui looked at Sister He Hua who was in the crowd and chatting with Xiao Qian with a smile on her face. She couldn't help feeling a sense of loss in her heart. She glanced at her sister-in-law Su Qinmi, who was dressed very exquisitely in a floral dress that showed off the beauty and curves of her female body. She lowered her eyes and looked at her.

He Yushui has long known that his sister-in-law likes to dress up.

But if you want to buy more than ten pairs of blouses just to dress up for the whole summer, that's a bit too much.

In He Yushui's opinion, all bras are of the same style, but her sister-in-law Su Qinmi asserted that the pattern of each bra is different, such as floral, round neck, plaid, stripes, etc.

The blagi is a dress from the Soviet Union with a very simple design: short puff sleeves with puffy pleats connected to a round neck bodysuit and a belt at the back.

In 1956, when a Soviet leader visited China, he pointed out that China's monotonous clothing did not fit the image of a socialist country. In order to show the prosperous new face of socialism, the government put forward the slogan "Everyone wears flowery clothes."

"Love labor and wear beautiful clothes" has become an important part of people's lives.

The Soviet female experts who came to China to help wore "bragi" and this was the first choice for emulation.

The Soviet Union represented advanced culture, and Soviet fashion naturally became a symbol of fashion.

"Bragi" is the Russian transliteration, which means dress.

The minimum price of a piece of braid is four yuan and fifty cents. It seems not expensive to Su Qinmi, but it is very expensive in the eyes of He Yushui and other people in the courtyard.

The grown-up girls and young wives in their courtyard were extremely envious and jealous when they saw Su Qinmi wearing a lot of colorful blouses throughout the summer.

Some young wives even had quarrels with their husbands just to get an expensive braj, while some older girls did not dare to ask for it at home even if they wanted it in their hearts, after all, their family conditions were like that. However, some girls who were more favored in the family could still get a braj.

If you wear a beautiful braid and walk around the courtyard or school, you will get a lot of envious glances from people.

He Yushui thought that Bragi was nice-looking but too expensive, so she didn't ask Sha Ge for money to buy it.

Besides, He Yushui now has a large sum of money in his hand, which is the child support that his father He Daqing sends from Baocheng every month.

If she wants to wear it, she just needs to buy it.

He Yushui just felt that his sister-in-law didn't know how to live.

Even though I'm spending my silly brother's money, how can I live like this? Not to mention that I have to be very picky about food every day.

They only eat refined rice and noodles, and do not eat oily food, but they must have lean meat at every meal.

Even though he had some ideas in his mind, He Yushui did not interfere too much in the affairs between the couple.

After all, the relationship between my silly brother and sister-in-law Su Qinmi is like Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.

But when he saw the goose bumps on his sister-in-law Su Qinmi's arms caused by the cool breeze at night, He Yushui couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He really wanted beauty over temperature.

It's the eighth month of the lunar calendar now. Although the sun is still shining brightly in the city during the day and the temperature is oppressive, it drops sharply at night and you have to wear a coat. But my sister-in-law Su Qinmi shows off her arms and legs. It would be strange if she didn't get goose bumps from the cold.

Even if she had a lot of complaints in her mind, He Yushui would not say anything. She knew that her sister-in-law was very narrow-minded. If she said anything, she would remember it and would definitely mention it to her silly brother He Yuzhu. It would not be worth it if she had to be lectured by her silly brother He Yuzhu later.

Su Qinmi, who was sitting gracefully with her hands folded across her chest, had no idea what her cheap sister-in-law He Yushui was thinking. She endured the noise at the scene and waited for the whole hospital meeting to be announced to be over before she pulled her man to inquire about what had happened.

After learning that many people in their courtyard had registered with the eldest uncle Yan Bugui, Su Qinmi understood.

Everyone wants to run for the position of the third uncle in charge, so that if there is any good thing happening in the street office in the future, they can also take it to themselves.

However, after knowing the list of candidates, Su Qinmi knew that the competition this time should be quite fierce. Apart from others, Zhou Yankun in the front yard, Xu Damao in the back yard, and Zhang Xiaohe, the eldest son of Aunt Zhang, would definitely be strong rivals of her man He Yuzhu.

It all depends on how everyone will canvass for votes for this manager in the end. After Su Qinmi discussed the details of how to canvass for votes with He Yuzhu for a while, she started talking about other things.

"Zhu Zi, I heard from other people in the courtyard that the price of grain will only go up during this period. In addition, I read the newspaper every day and learned from it that other provinces in our country have suffered from drought and the crops in the fields have failed. In order to help the victims, the people above will definitely allocate funds and grain. Therefore, the price of grain in the city will not fall for a certain period of time."