Yan Jiecheng's face darkened slightly. He pretended to listen, but his thoughts were wandering.

When he came to his senses, he saw Xu Chengye looking at him intently, and then he coughed dryly, "Ahem, Brother Xu, what I say doesn't count. You have to talk to my dad. Besides, didn't your family buy a bicycle that year and not invite guests?"

Xu Chengye smiled awkwardly, "How can my situation be the same as yours? I'm not the manager."

Yan Jiecheng was speechless, not knowing how to refute Xu Chengye's words.

Just at this moment, Yan Jie Di came forward and said, "Brother Jie Cheng, what are you doing? Mom asked you to go back to the room. It seems that she has something to tell you."

Yan Jie Di has a slender and well-proportioned figure, and she is wearing a white and blue flowered jacket, which gives people a clean and transparent feeling. Xu Chengye couldn't help but praise: "Jie Di is getting more and more beautiful, and looks like a big star."

Yan Jiedi was very happy to be praised and showed a charming smile, "Oh, Brother Xu, you are talking nonsense. It's not as beautiful as you say."

In front of the door, Yan Fugui was collecting tickets.

He moved the TV to the yard but he didn't want others to watch it for free. He charged each person a 1-cent ticket.

The residents in the yard thought the color TV was new and didn't refuse it.

At this time, Yan Fugui was having a great time collecting admission tickets.

Just as he was receiving Xu Chengye's call, he stretched out his hand to Xu Chengye and said, "Xiao Xu, here, 1 cent."

Xu Chengye said with a playful smile: "Old Yan, given our relationship, you still charge admission?"

Yan Fugui snorted, "Given our relationship, why don't you give me a ticket?"

When Yan Jiedi saw Yan Fugui coming over, she called out, "Dad, I'm going to the cross-yard."

Yan Fugui opened his mouth, hesitating to speak, "Okay!"

Xu Chengye took out 1 cents from his pocket and handed it to Yan Fugui, saying, "Old Yan, your family is the first in the compound to have a color TV. Shouldn't you set up a few tables to have fun?"

Yan Fugui declined, "Alas, all the money in the family has been used to buy a TV, where is the money for the wedding banquet? How about you make up for it?"

Xu Chengye pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his thumb, and said disdainfully: "You are worthy of being called that, Old Yan. This TV is clearly a New Year's Day gift from your Yu Li, but you say it's bought?"

Yan Fugui then laughed, "Haha, I'm just teasing you. Wait, I'll set up two tables in a few days. I'll definitely invite you over for a drink then, but remember to pay the gift."

Xu Chengye waved his hands helplessly, "Okay, you better be quiet. I paid for the ticket, please don't delay me from watching TV."

Yan Fugui glanced at Xu Chengye and said, "You can't just watch TV, you have to have something to chew. The roasted melon seeds from the Red Star Commune have thin skins and big seeds. They cost 80 cents a pound. Do you want to weigh them?"

Xu Chengye said disdainfully: "Roasted melon seeds are only 5 cents a pound out there, why are they 8 cents here?"

Yan Fugui pulled a frown and said, "I rode my bike all the way to Changping to collect this. It took me half a day to go back and forth. What's wrong with charging 5 cents more?"

Xu Chengye took out 7 cents and handed it to Yan Fugui, "Oh, I only have 7 cents left in my pocket. How do you think I should calculate this?"

The roasted melon seeds sold by Yan Fugui are weighed in advance, and one bag weighs one pound.

He snatched the 7 cents from Xu Chengye's hand, and then prepared to open a bag of roasted melon seeds and grab a handful.

Xu Chengye said with a half-smile: "Old Yan, if you catch a handful, I won't want them anymore, and I will report you to the police for speculation. It's up to you to do."

Yan Fugui paused, "Hiss, why are you so shameless?"

Xu Chengye twisted his mouth and smiled without saying anything.

Yan Fugui threw the roasted melon seeds he had just grabbed back into his pocket, and angrily stuffed the bag of roasted melon seeds into Xu Chengye's arms, "Here you go, here you go. You are so stingy. You will definitely be a failure in the future."

Central courtyard, Qin Huairu's home.

Qin Huairu and Xiaodang were making dumplings. The pork was from He Daqing, the cabbage was from Yang Ruihua, the flour was from He Yuzhu, and they even asked He Yushui for sesame oil.

Qin Huairu said: "Xiaodang, did you see that? Yu Li in the front yard is a little bitch. After sleeping with that guy and getting a TV, she can't recognize who she is. Tsk tsk tsk, she just knows how to show off."

Xiaodang was very envious of Li, especially the color TV. She thought that if she went to sleep with Zhou Zheng now, it would not be too late to ask Zhou Zheng for a TV.

But then she thought it might be too late, so she sighed deeply and said, "Mom, why is my man so rich?"

Qin Huairu chuckled and pouted, "Give me back your man! You are just a little bean sprout, and you still think you are a man. It's okay to talk to me at home, but don't talk nonsense outside."

Xiao Dang spread his hands and said helplessly: "Well, can I just tell you?"

Qin Huairu taught him a lesson: "Of course not. If outsiders heard it, you would lose your reputation. You are a girl, but you keep talking about your man. How old are you? You haven't even grown all your hair yet!"

When Xiaodang heard Qin Huairu say this, he was stunned, then stepped aside and took off his pants.

"Mom, look, am I sick?"

Qin Huairu looked up and saw a circle of "stubble". She said angrily and amusedly: "Little fool, put it on quickly. This is normal. Mom was like this when she was your age."

Xiao Dang asked doubtfully, "That's not right. I took a look when you were asleep that day, and there was nothing there."

Qin Huairu looked at Xiaodang deeply, and after a long while she sighed helplessly, "Mom shaved..."

Xiao Dang was still wondering why Qin Huairu wanted to shave it off, but seeing that Qin Huairu's face was not very good, he did not ask. He said "Oh", pulled up his pants and returned to the dining table to continue helping to make dumplings.

After a while, Qin Huairu suddenly raised her head and asked, "Xiaodang, why don't you go to the front yard to watch TV?"

Xiao Dang pouted and said, "Oh, don't mention it. Mr. Yan charges 1 cents for the entrance fee. I might as well save the money to buy candy. Besides, the projector in Zhou Zheng's room is much better than TV."

Qin Huairu frowned: "Have you been to Zhou Zheng's yard?"

Xiao Dang raised her head proudly, "Yeah, it was Zhou Zheng who took me there personally. It was the day you returned to the Red Star Commune. Brother Zhou Zheng was so nice. He even helped me take a bath."

Qin Huairu's face changed, she threw the dough onto the chopping board and stood up angrily.

Xiao Dang knew that Qin Huairu was going to cause trouble for Zhou Zheng, so he immediately stepped forward to stop Qin Huairu, "Mom, can you please stop making trouble? Stay out of my business!"

Qin Huairu said in a bad tone: "No, Zhou Zheng must give us an explanation for this matter. How can he be considered a human being if he doesn't even let a girl as old as you go?"

Xiao Dang yelled, "Mom, it's not what you think, that's enough."

In fact, Zhou Zheng didn't really do anything to Xiaodang. That was after October 1st. Qin Huairu went back to her parents' home to help with the autumn harvest, and left Xiaodang and Huaihua at home to look after the house.

Xiaodang was playing in the west courtyard. It was raining heavily and he fell in the mud, getting covered in mud.

Zhou Zheng went home to get a document that day and happened to see Xiaodang covered in mud. So he kindly took Xiaodang back to the East Courtyard and used the shower in the bathroom to help Xiaodang wash off the mud.

Then he found another shirt of his own and gave it to Xiaodang.

Because it was raining heavily outside, Xiaodang took shelter in the living room.

But it was awkward for the two of them to sit in the living room, so Zhou Zheng turned on the TV and played a movie for Xiao Dang.

Qin Huairu listened to Xiaodang's narration and her mood gradually calmed down.

But she did not forget to remind him: "Xiaodang, you can say whatever you want to me, but you can't say anything outside. Also, I don't object to you liking Zhou Zheng, but you can't show Zhou Zheng your body. Do you understand?"

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