Although everyone is in the same sky, their moods are different.

The old man in the duty room was immersed in his ordinary or wonderful memories of the past and his helplessness with reality.

Luo Xuan, who was choosing a large jar in the yard, was in a particularly good mood at this time.

In the yard of the brewery, countless large pottery jars are placed.

Luo Xuan ignored it roughly: If you calculate it in a row of 15-hole pottery jars, there may be nearly 200 large pottery jars in this yard.

On top of each pottery jar, there is a pointed lid of bamboo weaving.

This was used to block the sun and rain when brewing bean paste.

Luo Xuan probably had some of these abandoned pottery jars privately by the old man who was guarding the door.

I saw a hole in the east and a gap in the west in the yard. It looked like a scaly head, and was moved in a mess.

There were even broken pottery pieces on the ground, and no one went to clean it up.

Luo Xuan felt more and more happy when he saw this situation!

If the large pottery jars were arranged neatly, the old man would easily see how many times he had moved away.

Like a corn cob that was gnawed by a mouse, the old man would never be able to see it even if he moved a few bites from it.

Unless he was so idle that he ran into the array of large tanks and went to check the fresh traces on the ground one by one.

Luo Xuan leaned over and lifted the pottery jar in front of him. It was estimated that one mouthful should weigh 6 or 70 kilograms. He could barely lift it up and make the jar escape from the ground.

I looked at the duty room.

I saw that the dilapidated door was still closed, and the old man's desolate erhu was still clamoring.

Luo Xuan lifted up a large jar, took the idea, and quickly moved it into the space.

He didn't care about putting the pottery jar, Luo Xuan quickly left the space again, changed the place, and picked up a large jar and entered the space.

This goes on and on.

In less than 10 minutes, Luo Xuan moved away a total of 5 large pottery jars!

Anyway, if I don’t move more today, I won’t be able to use it for another year. These big tanks will either be sold by the old man or be “confiscated”.

If that's the case, why not move a few more people?

After moving the 5-mouth tank, Luo Xuan felt a little tired.

After thinking about it, Luo Xuan felt that he should not overdo it. He had these large tanks, which were enough to raise eels and turtles.

There is no need to be too greedy.

Finally, Luo Xuan picked up a little bite of the smaller pottery jar, and then walked towards the brewery gate step by step.

When he walked to the gate, Luo Xuan shouted loudly to the duty room: "Uncle, I've made a choice, please close the gate!"

"Go away yours."

The old man in the room replied impatiently: "No gift!"

After leaving the door, Luo Xuan covered the door with his backhand.

Looking around, seeing that no one was passing by, Luo Xuan lifted the pottery jar again and placed it in the space.

Then Luo Xuan shook his hands and feet and walked out of the alley.

Previously, Teacher Chen asked himself to go to her house and help slaughter eels in the market.

Luo Xuan felt that if he went there again at noon, it would be a bit of a free meal.

So after moving the big tank, Luo Xuan was in a good mood and walked towards "No. 115 Shengli Street".

In fact, Luo Xuan’s predecessor is very familiar with this house number: because it is behind [Hongxing Township Advanced Primary School].

It can be said that this house is separated from Luo Xuan's school by a wall.

It's just that at 115 Victory Street, it's a street-facing house.

Your own school needs to pass through other alleys before you can enter the primary school gate.

Luo Xuan found No. 115 Shengli Street, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Squeak--"

Without knocking twice, the door opened in response.

An old lady with a lot of white hair on her head and a pale face appeared behind the door.

"Excuse me--"

Luo Xuan pondered and said, "Is this Teacher Chen's home?"

When the old lady heard this, she nodded slightly, then turned her head and shouted at the room: "Xiaoduan, someone is looking for you."

"Hey, here we come."

A crisp sound rang out. The teacher Chen, who had bought Luo Xuan twice in the frog market, appeared at the door.

When she saw that the person coming was Luo Xuan, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "It turned out to be you, you came so early."

Luo Xuan was even more stunned when he saw her!

What kind of girl is this in front of me!

I saw that she looked about 18 or 9 years old, with a white face glow like white porcelain.

The oval face is not very beautiful, but it is very pleasing to the eye. It belongs to the type of "the more you look at it, the more you look at it".

Her long, black and flowing hair was carefully tied behind her head, and her hair was neatly combed neatly, looking meticulous.

In this era, there are no shampoos, conditioners and other things in small places like Hongxing Township.

It would be nice for the women in the production team to wash their hair and have a piece of soap cranium.

No one would be willing to spend money to buy a piece of pancreatic soap, and no one would be willing to buy the fragrant "Shanghai brand" soap to wash their hair.

So the teacher Chen in front of Luo Xuan’s eyes, her beautiful hair, is very rare in a small place like Hongxing Township.

What is even more rare is the temperament of her, which is that "I looked at it for the first time and felt approachable. But if I looked at it carefully, I would feel ashamed of myself"!

Just like the snow lotus on the mountain:

It can only be seen from a distance, but it is difficult to get close.

In the past, Luo Xuan had already felt that Teacher Chen was a little different from others when he was in the market.

But today.

This was the first time I saw his true face clearly, and I couldn't help but stand there for a moment.

At this time, Luo Xuan had only one evaluation of her in his heart: she was extraordinary and out of dust, not like a mortal figure.

Seeing Luo Xuan dazed, the old lady beside Teacher Chen glanced at Teacher Chen, who was also a little dazed, and whispered: "Don't you invite someone in? How could you treat guests like this?"

Teacher Chen laughed at the old lady with a 'puff' and said, "Mom, I just look familiar with him. It seems that he is not from Hongxing Village, but like a boy from Rongdu!"

Rong is the capital city of Bashu Province where Luo Xuan lived in this life.

Hearing words.

Luo Xuan looked down at the torn straw sandals on his feet, and his pants with several holes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: The children in the provincial capital are all wearing sandals or white canvas sneakers.

With blue pants and white shirts, how could it be as shabby as you would wear?

but.

In this life, Luo Xuan did not feel inferior because of this.

Now I am just a half-old boy. I don’t have a blind date or a performance on stage. What’s so shameful about myself?

If you really want to get a dress like a child in the city, it is actually not difficult.

Even if there are many things, I dare not let go of my hands and feet now, but what's the difficulty of making money to buy such a outfit?

Isn’t it just about 20 yuan?

But Luo Xuan, who has a strong heart and is very clear about the direction of the future development of the situation, has no intention of dressing up his appearance.

In this era, it’s better to be poorer!

I am so poor that I am so confident, what's wrong!
Chapter completed!