Rebirth of a Little Cannon Fodder in the ’70s

Jing Ziheng knew his mother only wanted to read this content.

　　As for the money, it was a quarter of his annual salary.

　　Now that he is an adult and has a job, Jing Ziheng will not evade the responsibility of supporting his parents just because he has gone to the countryside and feels that the living conditions are difficult.

　　In the past few years, he has been sending money home.

　　The second copy was sent to his elder brother.

　　It’s a bunch of bottles and jars of chili sauce, meat sauce, mushroom sauce, pickles, etc. Brother Jing prefers this kind of side dishes that are easy to eat than preserved fruit snacks.

　　The last time Jing Ziheng got married, he even mentioned it in his letter, implying that his younger brother should remember to send him more.

　　After making arrangements one by one, Jing Ziheng unpacked Ye Mi’s package.

　　Inside lay a pair of finely stitched and exquisitely crafted mille-soled men’s shoes, and a plain white handkerchief with a flower embroidered with colored silk threads. A butterfly rested lightly on the blooming flowers, lifelike.

　　She said that she had done it casually, while is obviously very hard work.

　　There was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

　　Jing Ziheng didn’t expect his little girl to be able to embroider. How many more surprises did she have to she give him?
“Comrade, can I have a piece of paper? And a pen.”

　　”Paper and pen are on the table, you take them yourself.” The post office worker who was busy packing the package said without looking up.

　　”Thanks.”

　　Jing Ziheng took the pen and paper, wrote on it that the shoes and the handkerchief were gifts from their youngest daughter-in-law, emphasizing that she made them by herself, then folded a thin sheet of paper and stuffed it into the envelope to be sent to the parents .

　　After spending some time in the post office, Jing Ziheng finished his work and walked out with a big bag

　　He didn’t go home, but rode his bicycle straight to the east of the town.

　　The east of the town is considered as the education district of ​​the town, where the elementary, middle and high schools in the town are all gathered.

　　The road is a little deserted, the elementary school has already had the winter vacation, and the middle school and high school students are still in class at this point.

　　Jing Ziheng parked the car in front of Zhensan Middle School.

　　Ye Mi waited at home until it was dark before Jing Ziheng came back.

　　”You’re back, the meal is ready, I was wait for you to come back to eat.” Seeing that the front of the car was full of things, she consciously went up to help get them.

　　She has little strength and can’t carry too many things at a time, but she can be more diligent and make a few trips.

　　Like a happy little bee.

　　”So happy?” Seeing Ye Mi full of energy, Jing Ziheng knew that something good happened to her.

　　”Hey, I made another deal today!”

　　She raised up a tender white finger, and waved it triumphantly in front of Jing Ziheng.

　　Jing Ziheng stretched out his hand to grab the naughty little finger, and prevented her from breaking free. With the other hand, he took something out of his pocket, separated the rest of her fingers and stuffed it into her palm.

　　”What is it?”

　　It was cool, and a little hard.

　　Ye Mi grabbed the thing and withdrew her hand, looked down, to examine it and then cheered in surprise, almost jumping up in place: “Wow, it’s vanishing cream! A gift for me?”

　　”Yeah.” Jing Ziheng smiled and saw the little girl’s happy appearance, thinking that he would buy her more gifts in the future.

　　He likes to see her happy.

　　After taking the cream, Ye Mi immediately dropped the things, she was carrying, ran into the house happily, and applied the cream to her face in front of the only mirror at home.

　　The snow-white cream is fragrant and moisturizes the face when applied.

　　Even when she was at home before, Ye Mi rarely used cream, and only occasionally dug a little out of her mother’s box secretly.

　　Unlike her sister, who was pampered, and the third brother bought a box directly for her.

　　But that was Ye Zizhi’s own brother, so she didn’t care about it.

　　And now she has a husband to buy it for her!

　　So happy! heh-heh.

　　The daughter-in-law was seduced away by the vanishing cream, and he was just left behind.

　　Jing Ziheng shook his head, carried a bunch of things into the house and put them away, then turned around and went to the kitchen to serve the food.

　　Eat first, and then they would have the strenght to sort out the pile of things .

　　Into the kitchen, besides the hot meal, there was an untouched egg next to it.

　　Jing Ziheng frowned slightly, took out the food and eggs together, and placed them on the dining table.

　　”Why don’t you eat eggs in the morning?”

　　Ye Mi walked over and sat down, took her own bowl, lowered her head and took a sip of mung bean porridge: “That’s your portion.”

　　So she didn’t touch it.

　　The little girl was being intentionally obtuse, and Jing Ziheng felt a little annoyed.

　　He picked up the egg, peeled off the shell, and stuffed the whole egg into the Yemi bowl, saying simply: “Eat it.”

　　Ye Mi raised her head, met Jing Ziheng’s unrefutable gaze, and obediently shut up and ate her eggs.

　　She ate the egg white, dug out the yolk and returned it to Jing Ziheng: “I don’t like it.”

　　In fact, I love them all, just looking for an excuse to share with him.

　　The corners of his lips curled up, and Jing Ziheng didn’t dislike it, so he ate the egg yolk with the porridge.