The next morning, the sun rose high. The warm sunlight shone from outside to the window and penetrated into the kang inside the house. It happened to fall on Wen Tong's eyes, and Wen Tong lay lazily on the kang.

Wentong burned a lot of firewood last night, especially before going to bed, pressed another wooden stake nearly 15 cm thick. The kang was hot all night and it was not cold even in the morning.

Wen Tong lay in the warm quilt and sighed reluctantly: "It feels so comfortable...I don't want to get up..."

But I was so hungry! Wen Tong turned over and lay on the pillow. He opened the system and there was still a shop on it. This time Wen Tong saw that the store was called "Bafeteria Home".

When I clicked in, I saw various pasta on the shelves. Wentong chose a pork and cabbage dumpling, and the store gave me dumpling soup. Wentong quickly placed an order and spent 13 points.

A plate of steaming dumplings instantly appeared in front of Wen Tong's eyes. There were about 40 dumplings in the whole plate. Each one was white and round, with the gradually rising heat, and the aroma of the dumplings instantly hit Wen Tong.

There was also a bowl of milky white dumpling soup next to it. Wen Tong got up and put on a cotton jacket. The cotton jacket was covered with her feet all night, which was very hot!

Wentong sucked the dumpling soup while eating about 20 dumplings. After eating, he put the rest into the cupboard. After recycling the dishes, he quickly set the fire to make the house warm.

Wentong didn't know when she was busy boiling water to clean up the house, Wang Chunhua, the king of gossip, looked at the chimney of Wentong's house and muttered: "Every child is too lazy, and he doesn't get up until the hour..."

After Wen Tong cleaned up, the room suddenly became much brighter. Wen Tong began to exercise in the room, and this small body really didn't work.

After raising his legs and touching his knees, pressing his legs, stretching, and trotting, Wen Tong also sweated. After a little rest, Wen Tong thought that he had to boil some water to wash at night.

Heat some dumplings at noon and the buns left from yesterday. After eating, Wentong carried a basket on his back to the mountain to pick up firewood.

"Girl Wen, go pick up firewood?"

"Yeah," Wen Tong said with a smile.

Wentong met several villagers one after another and nodded and said hello. Wentong had been in school before, and only helped her grandmother with sheep in her spare time, occasionally picking up some pig grass, and she didn't wander around the village very much, so everyone was not very familiar with her. They all felt that this girl had always been so shy and talk less.

Wentong went all the way to the mountain and started picking up firewood. Then he went home to burn fire and water. After dinner, he washed his coat and finally poured water to take a shower.

It has to be said that the original owner's house has a large bathtub. It is half a person tall and is nearly one meter in diameter. Wen Tong abandoned the boss and pulled the bathtub tightly, locked the doors and windows, pulled the curtains, and started taking a bath in the light of the kerosene lamp.

"Ah... this kind of life is also good," Wen Tong sighed. Although the quality of life is average, it is also simple!

Otherwise, in modern times, why do so many people give up their original careers and choose to deliver food?

The most important thing is that you have plugins...

"Hahaha" Wen Tong couldn't help but feel happy when she thought of this. The happiness with golden fingers is a joy you can't imagine!

In the next few days, Wen Tong lived step by step, picking up firewood and exercising. When it’s okay, ordering a takeaway. Life is so happy! Just as he sees the points getting fewer and fewer, he feels a little panicked!

So I sold another two kilograms of cornmeal. The rest cannot be sold. If the system is not easy to use one day, at least I still have some food. I can't believe it all!

Fortunately, this month has passed. On the first day of the month, Wen Tong got up early, put the documents for withdrawing money in close proximity, then put the huge 90 cents in close proximity, and went out with a basket.

Wen Tong hurried out and rushed to the entrance of the village. From a distance, he saw a ox cart at the entrance of the village. Wen Tong heard someone shouting before he arrived.

"Girl Tong, come, come here, sit here." Wentong knew it was Aunt Ma Chunlan. Ma Chunlan went to Wentong's house once, and told her to go to the town with her. Ma Chunlan also knew that Wentong was afraid that she had no money! Fortunately, there were subsidies every month, so Wentong would not be able to live a life as a little girl!

"Oh... I'm here, aunt." Wen Tong hurriedly ran a few steps, came to the ox cart, and sat next to her with Ma Chunlan's hand.

"Oh, the girl from the Wen family has gone to get the money again, right?" said a woman in a gray cotton-padded jacket, about 40 years old. She had a sour voice in her tone.

"That's not! They are different from us. They only have money to collect by themselves, and they don't know how to spend it? I'm so lucky! Tsk... I dare not think about that day?" A woman wearing a red turban and a blue jacket opposite Wen Tong said with a lipstick.

Say good fortune to a little orphan whose family just passed away. No matter how you hear this, it won’t make you feel comfortable.

"What are you doing? Why are you so jealous? You have to hold it in a hot mood!" Before Wen Tong could speak, Ma Chunlan helped her fight back.

Wen Tong held Ma Chunlan's arm and couldn't let others charge in the battle. Her cat was behind her. He raised his head and said in a slow tone:

"My father is a martyr and sacrificed for the country. The party has good policies, so I feel pity for me to give me a pension. I have a clear conscience! When I turn 18 and don't need the care of the country, I will do my best to serve the country. Aunt, is there any problem? Are you dissatisfied?" Wen Tong's mouth curled slightly, with big eyes open, and his eyes were indeed extremely firmly looking at the woman who was talking just now.

The woman said with a flashing look: "No problem, no problem!"

Who dares to say there is a problem? If you dare to say there is a problem, then you are the biggest cancer yourself and dare to bully the orphans of the martyrs.

I have to say that Wen Tong's identity is the biggest pass in this era.

The ox cart was already walking slowly on the road at this time. The people on the ox cart probably didn't expect that Wen Tong, who usually seemed cowardly and talked less, could not say a word to the person he was timid.

Due to Wen Tong's reasons, everyone didn't talk much along the way. The ox cart walked forward for nearly an hour and arrived in the town.

Wen Tong got off the ox cart with stiff limbs and rubbed his butt at an angle no one saw it.

Then I looked around and found that there were basically bungalows. There were only a few second and third floor buildings, including supply and marketing cooperatives, post offices, hospitals, armed teams, police stations, etc.

The overall color is gray. Some people ride bicycles occasionally, taking a group of people's envious eyes. They look at the clothes that should be mine workers.

There is a mine in Danshan Town that produces coal, a cement factory and a brick yard, which is considered a larger town in the entire county.

"Tongya, go to the post office first! I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative. If you're done, come to me. If you don't meet it, wait for the ox cart?" Ma Chunlan said, pulling Wentong's arm.

"Okay, aunt, you go to the post office first... I'll go to the post office now." Wen Tong immediately turned around and said to Ma Chunlan.

"Oh... that's OK. I'll leave!" Ma Chunlan also knew that Wen Tong was familiar with the town.

Wentong goes to school here and comes to the post office every month, so she is not worried. Ma Chunlan turns around and walks towards the supply and marketing cooperative with a few women who come with her.

The direction of the supply and marketing cooperative and the post office was exactly the opposite. Wen Tong turned around and said to Mr. Niu who was driving the car first: "Mr. Niu, I'll leave first."

"Oh... OK, OK!" Grandpa Niu was not good at speaking and quickly agreed. Uncle Niu is an old farmer and usually has the most contact with Niu, so if the team gets a ox cart, it will be Niu who comes to drive the cart.

After Wen Tong said hello, he turned around and walked towards the post office. Wen Tong came almost every month. The post office staff knew her, and there was no twists and turns. She successfully received a huge amount of 17.5 yuan.

After leaving the post office, Wentong found that he didn't seem to have much place to go. But Wentong felt that he didn't know when he would come to the town next time? How could he celebrate the New Year if he didn't take the opportunity to make some money?

Wen Tong still has time now, so he found a corner without a man and bought 20 meat buns. This meat bun is 5 cents per, which is quite expensive! There are also reasons for its high price. This bun is huge, with about 8 taels of ounces of meat. It is still pure meat inside, and the price will be more expensive.

Nowadays, one cent four cents per pound of white flour, seventy-eight cents per pound of pork, and one cent of meat buns in state-owned hotels are also sold for one cent! There are often no one.

Wentong thinks that I can only have three or four cents per bun! There are so many meats inside... and I don’t have to vote for it.

Wentong put the buns into the basket, covered them with cloth, and walked towards the mine, after all, the working class had to have money to eat...

Wen Tong walked to the mine family building and stood at the door and looked around, looking a little anxious. Wen Tong thought to himself that my acting skills could at least be a little golden man.

People in this era are still very enthusiastic, so an old lady came over. The old lady was wearing a blue coat, black pants, and black cotton shoes. She was clean and there was no patch on her body. She came over with a basket and asked:

"Little girl, who are you looking for?" asked the enthusiastic aunt with a smile.

"Auntie, I'm here to deliver the buns. My cousin likes the buns made by my mother. The day before yesterday, my cousin said that a guest was coming from home, so I asked my mom to make some buns. I delivered them today, and then gave us the noodles and meat. My mom was really good, so I made 20 big buns together. But my cousin didn't want them anymore..." Wen Tong said seriously and with a little resentment.

"Oh! Meat buns?" The old lady's eyes lit up as soon as she heard that there were meat buns. The little grandson at home has been clamoring to eat meat recently, but there are no meat tickets.

"Little girl, let me see how your buns are?" The old lady said as she pulled Wentong to the corner.

Wen Tong hesitated and finally gritted his teeth and followed the aunt. "Auntie, look, what my mother made is so real, just in time for the village to kill pigs, how could the meat come from?" As the words fell, Wen Tong lifted up the cover, and 20 fat white buns fell in front of the aunt. She could still smell the fragrance of meat.

The aunt swallowed and said, "Girl, you can't eat these things even if you take them back! How about selling me a few?"

Wen Tong looked embarrassed and finally nodded vigorously, "Okay, aunt, I'll be kind to you. I can't bear to eat when I take it back. I wanted to change it... Alas." Before Wen Tong finished speaking, the aunt understood, just exchange for some money tickets!

"Girl, how do you sell it?" the aunt asked anxiously.

"Auntie, I don't lie to you. My bun is made of big, and it's full of 45 cents of meat."

"Oh! No, it's too expensive..." the aunt waved her hands repeatedly.

"Auntie, it's really not expensive? Take a look at it yourself. It's twice as big as a state-owned hotel!" Wen Tong raised the basket and let the aunt have a close contact.

"Sanmao"

"Don't, four knots"

"No, three or five"

"Auntie, I don't want food coupons, just 40 cents! If you don't want me, I'll take it back." Wen Tong acted as if he wanted to cover the basket.

"Hey-oh-ok, then 5 are there." The old lady said, pulling Wen Tong's arm.

The final transaction was 2 yuan.

Wentong was selling it nearby again, and the final income was 8 yuan.

Not bad, I went back for eight yuan and exchanged a lot of cornmeal. I was selling it and I made a sure profit!

Wen Tong finally hurried back to the place of the ox cart, and Aunt Ma Chunlan was looking around.

When Ma Chunlan saw it, Wen Tong immediately arrived, "Where did you go, you girl? The supply and marketing cooperative didn't see you, and I'll wait for you here for a long time and never come back."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Aunt, I saw a classmate and chatted for a while, but I didn't see the time." Wen Tong quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm wasting everyone's time."

"It's okay, it's okay, just be fine. Get in the car quickly!" Mr. Niu answered.

Wen Tong got on the bus neatly, and the way back was more lively than when he came. Everyone talked about the things they bought, and they soon arrived in the village.
Chapter completed!