Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

Lin Zhengjun makes the buns according to the amount of five per person, so even the biggest eater can make them as desired.

After washing their hands and faces, everyone immediately took a few buns and started showing off.

"Oh, this meat bun smells so good!"

"These peanuts are fried well, very fragrant and crunchy!"

"Zhengjun's cooking skills are really good!"

"This pot of millet porridge is not bad either. I think I added half a bag of brown sugar to it. The smell is so strong right away!"

"Zhengjun is really generous!"

Everyone praised the meal highly and felt extremely satisfied.

These days, it is hard for every household to have enough to eat, let alone eat well.

The villagers just boiled vegetables every day and had no cooking skills at all. Lin Zhengjun had run a restaurant in his previous life and had also studied at New Oriental, which was a complete dimensionality reduction attack.

"As long as the old and young men like to eat it!"

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "I have to be busy making sesame candy, so I can't build a house with you. But I will be responsible for your three meals a day, and I will make sure you eat well!"

"Don't worry, Zhengjun!"

"It must be a beautiful job!"

After the meal, the villagers continued to work at the new house construction site.

"Lin Zhengjun, you bastard, you only want to make money and don't want a wife anymore, right?"

Lin Zhengjun had just washed the pot and was about to make today's sesame candy when he heard Zhao Xueruo's scolding voice.

He hurried out.

Tang Xiaofu came in unsteadily, supported by Zhao Xueruo. She looked haggard and pale, with dark circles under her eyes, as if she had suffered a serious illness.

Lin Zhengjun was startled, and he held Tang Xiaofu, and asked with concern: "Xiaofu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"

"It's all your fault for asking her to do printmaking!"

Zhao Xueruo complained angrily: "She started sketching when she returned to the educated youth camp the night before yesterday, striving for perfection and overturned more than ten drafts!"

"After selecting the draft, she started carving. In the past two days, she has been working day and night, and has barely slept a wink. Finally, she has finished the print you wanted!"

"What's the matter? You want to be Lin Baopi, right?" Zhao Xueruo glared at Lin Zhengjun with a fierce look on her face.

"It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

Lin Zhengjun took the initiative to admit his mistake, feeling very distressed: "Xiaofu, the **design is not urgent, what should you do if you tire yourself out?"

"Xue Rou, don't blame Zheng Jun. He didn't rush me. I was the one who was afraid that if I was slow, it would cause delays!"

Tang Xiaofu explained with a smile: "Also, I really like painting and sculpting. Once I pick up the paintbrush and carving knife, I forget about time and never feel tired at all!"

"Oh, what should I say to you! No matter how much you like me, you have to take care of your health!" Lin Zhengjun was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

This girl is really an artistic young woman!

A person with artistic talent!

I must give her a warm home, but perhaps, this home should not be limited to this small mountain village in Hewan Brigade!

The thought in Lin Zhengjun's mind could not be suppressed, and it became clearer and stronger!

"Come and take a look at my design drafts and woodblocks..." Tang Xiaofu took out several drawings and woodblocks from her bag.

"Beautiful, really beautiful! You should apply to the Academy of Fine Arts!" Lin Zhengjun took a look at the design draft and immediately praised it.

Her designs are divided into large and small sizes.

The big ** is a sticker on a one-pound box. In the middle is a portrait of a kindly old man, with the words "Lao Gan Die Sesame Candy" below, and two lines of small characters in vertical order on the left and right: "Once you eat sesame candy, everything will be auspicious."

This is the advertising slogan thought of by Lin Zhengjun, which paraphrased the advertising slogan written by Huang Zhan: "Once Remy Martin is opened, good things will come naturally."

Consumers like this kind of tie. Take Goldlion for example. It was unknown before it changed its name, but its sales increased immediately after the name change. Many business owners specifically asked to wear this kind of tie.

Regardless of the era, common people like good omens, whether they are officials, businessmen, friends gathering, or family banquets... everyone wants good luck and prosperity in everything.

The small inscriptions used to inscribe individual sesame candies are artistic words such as “a happy marriage for a hundred years,” “early birth of a son,” “blessings as vast as the east sea,” “a bumper harvest,” and “all the best,” all with corresponding patterns.

Compared to the first draft, Tang Xiaofu's final design is more perfect, with beautiful fonts and lines, and festive patterns. Lin Zhengjun feels that it will be fine to use it for twenty years without changing it.

In his previous life, when he hired people to design various icon advertisements, he was often tortured by the designers to the point of being unable to complain. In the end, they usually just made do with the results, and he was rarely satisfied.

"Look at the print again!"

Receiving Lin Zhengjun's praise, Tang Xiaofu smiled tiredly but contentedly.

"very good!"

Lin Zhengjun didn't know anything about printmaking, but he knew a thing or two about seal carving. At first glance, he felt that Tang Xiaofu's knife skills were quite exquisite and her foundation was very solid.

Then he applied ink to the engraving and pressed it onto the paper.

The effect is really good. The printed prints have clear lines, distinct boundaries, lifelike patterns, and beautiful fonts.

Lin Zhengjun has made up his mind that even if he becomes rich in the future and can afford modern printing technology, he must preserve this **, it is so beautiful!

When Wei Hongbing and the other three saw **, they immediately praised it.

"Oh, it's so beautiful!"

"It's a good idea to use printmaking! Commander Lin really has a good idea. Just apply some ink and press it, and in a short while, hundreds of ** will be printed out..."

"Tang Zhiqing is really talented!"

"From now on, our sesame candies will be like the candies from the state-owned factories in the city, and they will also have **!"

"Zhengjun, I'm glad you're satisfied. I'm so sleepy. I have to go back to the educated youth camp and sleep!"

Seeing that Lin Zhengjun was very satisfied, Tang Xiaofu finally relaxed. A strong feeling of fatigue came over her, and she yawned softly with her hand covering her mouth.

"You should have some rice porridge and some scrambled eggs. It's hard to fall asleep when you're hungry..."

Seeing Tang Xiaofu's tired and haggard appearance, Lin Zhengjun felt so distressed that he quickly brought her rice porridge, scrambled eggs and meat buns.

Of course, Zhao Xueruo also has a share.

"I got the chance again! Thank you, Comrade Zhengjun!" Zhao Xueruo was so happy that she showed off three big buns in one breath.

"You're so polite!" Lin Zhengjun thought of Zhao Xueruo's selfless help to him in his previous life, and a bit of tenderness emerged in his heart.

"Comfortable!"

Zhao Xueruo drank the rice porridge, patted her belly contentedly, and then said with a smile: "I have good news to tell you. My return to the city notice has arrived, and my work has been arranged!"

"What?! That's great! What unit?" Tang Xiaofu was originally sleepy, but she was no longer sleepy after hearing that, her face full of joy and excitement.

There are few educated youth who don't want to return to the city.

However, there are currently few ways for educated youth to return to the city, such as being recommended as a worker-peasant-soldier college student (after 77, they took the college entrance examination), taking over their parents' shifts, or retiring due to illness.

In recent years, in order to obtain the quota to return to the city, the educated youth used all kinds of tricks. Some gave gifts and treated others to meals, some deliberately swallowed glass and injured themselves, and some even carried knives to threaten the brigade and commune cadres.

"My father has been reinstated as the director of the Yanjing Red Star Machinery Factory. I will go back to work in the office!"

Zhao Xueruo said, "Haha, I'll go to the county's Youth League Office and then go to the brigade commune to sign. It will only take a day or two, and I can go back to Yanjing!"

"But before I go back to the city, I plan to treat everyone to a meal at the educated youth center to thank everyone for helping me over the past few years... When the time comes, you two must come!"

At this moment, Zhao Xueruo was already imagining the scene of herself returning to the city to work:

Every day I wear a greasy and twisted work suit, ride an old bicycle with a noisy lunch box on the back seat, and ride out of the house while greeting acquaintances in a loud voice, with complacency in my eyes and pride in my heart: I am also working class!

"We must go!"

Tang Xiaofu was very happy for Zhao Xueruo, and there was deep envy in her eyes.

Looking at Zhao Xueruo's beautiful smile, Lin Zhengjun's brows gradually frowned.

Zhao Xueruo's return to city notification arrived, and the time was almost the same as in her previous life, which meant that the trajectory of her fate had not changed because of the butterfly effect of her rebirth.

And according to the established trajectory, the masked man is about to take action.

Who on earth is it?

Could it be the second-rate Wei Shanye?

Or someone else?

No matter who it is, I must prevent the tragedy from happening in this life. First of all, I must not let Zhao Xueruo get hurt at all. It would be best to catch the masked man and make him get the punishment he deserves and spend the rest of his life in jail!

Thinking of this, Lin Zhengjun said seriously: "Xue Rou, there is one thing I must remind you!"

"what?"

Lin Zhengjun said sternly: "Before you return to the city, don't wear a skirt, wear thick pants, and tie your belt tighter, preferably with a knot!"

"Ugh! Lin Zhengjun, what do you mean? When has my belt ever been loose?" Zhao Xueruo's pretty face flushed, and she said with mixed shame and anger.

In Huaibian County, "loose belt" is a local slang to describe a woman with bad behavior. Zhao Xueruo thought of herself as pure and innocent, and she was immediately unhappy.

"Oh, Xue Rou, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that there was something wrong with your behavior!"

Lin Zhengjun smiled bitterly and said, "I am worried that Wei Shanye will harm you. Recently, I found that the way he looks at you is not right."

"You must be careful. Don't go to places where there are no people alone. Don't be with other people all the time. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Do you understand?"

"I will be careful. I also noticed that the way this bastard looks at me is indeed not serious!" Zhao Xueruo was disgusted when she heard this and frowned.

The next moment, Zhao Xueruo curled her lips in disdain: "But, with that silly look of Ermaitai, huh, skinny as a rib, without even two taels of meat on his body, he still dares to provoke me? I'll kick him to death!"