Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

Zhang Zhiqiang rode his bicycle to the supply and marketing cooperative, ready to buy the radio directly so that Ran Qiuye would not be bored when he was not at home.

Walking into the supply and marketing cooperative, Zhang Zhiqiang saw a male salesperson.

"Hello comrade, I need a radio."

Zhang Zhiqiang said politely.

"Do you have a ticket?"

The male salesperson glanced at Zhang Zhiqiang and started to retort.

There are many people who say this like Zhang Zhiqiang every day, but only a few can produce radio tickets, especially someone as young as Zhang Zhiqiang, who doesn't look like he has a ticket.

When other families bought a radio, the whole family would come together, discuss for a while, and then grit their teeth and stamp their feet, and the older men would take out the money. For someone like Zhang Zhiqiang, he basically came just to satisfy his fascination with the radio.

"Here is my ticket, take a look."

Zhang Zhiqiang handed over the radio ticket.

The male salesman looked at Zhang Zhiqiang suspiciously. Something was wrong. Could it be that he had made a mistake? How could this man take out the ticket? Could he have stolen it?

"This is a reward given to me by the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. I am Zhang Zhiqiang, an eighth-level fitter, and I have proof of this."

Zhang Zhiqiang seemed to see what the male salesperson was thinking and spoke.

This made the male salesperson blush. He didn't expect that someone would find out what he did. It was so embarrassing.

"Okay, we have a Yingge brand radio here, made by the 8th Radio Component Factory in Sijiu City, and the price is 98 yuan."

The male salesperson said that now it depends on whether Zhang Zhiqiang can come up with the money.

Radios are not particularly difficult to manufacture and are not as practical as bicycles and sewing machines, so they are relatively cheaper.

"Here's a hundred dollars, take a look."

Zhang Zhiqiang took out ten big unity notes from his pocket and put them on the table.

"No problem, I'll get you the sewing machine now."

The male salesperson carefully checked each Great Unity banknote. After all, the face values ​​were relatively large, and if he made a mistake, he would have to pay for it himself. After checking that there was no problem, he went to get the sewing machine for Zhang Zhiqiang.

Soon, the male salesman came over holding a square box. This was the radio, with a big red flower tied on it, and it was brown in color.

"Hello comrade, here is your radio, and here is your two dollars in change."

The male salesperson put the item in Zhang Zhiqiang's hand.

"Thank you."

Zhang Zhiqiang put the radio on the front frame of the bicycle, got on the bike with a beautiful sweep of the leg, and drove away.

The male salesperson thought Zhang Zhiqiang's bicycle was something special when he saw it. He blamed himself for not seeing it at first, otherwise he would not have been so tactless as to stop Zhang Zhiqiang.

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As soon as he entered the courtyard, Zhang Zhiqiang's radio was seen by Yan Bugui.

"Hey, Qiangzi, what is this object?"

Yan Bugui trotted over and looked at the radio with curiosity.

"radio."

Zhang Zhiqiang replied with three words indifferently.

"Is this the radio? It looks really unique. Where did you get the ticket for this radio?"

Yan Bugui asked, his previous wish was to have a bicycle, now that his wish has come true, his new wish is to have a radio so that he can entertain himself after dinner every afternoon.

I didn't expect that Zhang Zhiqiang would get there first. How come all the good things always fall into Zhang Zhiqiang's hands? It's so unfair.

"The factory just sent it today."

Zhang Zhiqiang didn't want to say much to Yan Bugui, he just answered whatever Yan Bugui asked.

"Oh my, this is great. Qiangzi, you still have money. You can buy it if you have the ticket."

Yan Bugui's eyes widened with envy.

Suddenly, Yan Bugui's eyes turned and he thought of a good idea.

"Qiangzi, this thing consumes a lot of electricity, and people who just bought it usually don't know how to use it."

"How about this, you give the radio to Uncle San first, and use my electricity. When Uncle San has learned enough, I will return it to you and teach you how to use it."

Yan Bugui expressed his thoughts. In his opinion, it was very likely that Zhang Zhiqiang would not refuse such a good thing, considering how expensive electricity is now.

The Yan family only turns on the lights for a short while every night and is always the first to turn off the lights in the yard, just to avoid wasting electricity.

"Haha, I'll let you use my new radio for free for a while?"

Zhang Zhiqiang expressed Yan Bugui's meaning in very simple words.

"Uh, Qiangzi, you can't think like that. This radio..."

Yan Bugui was interrupted by Zhang Zhiqiang before he could finish his words.

"No, our family doesn't need this little bit of electricity. If you want to listen, just buy one yourself."

After Zhang Zhiqiang finished speaking, he pushed his bicycle away.

Yan Bugui's face turned pale and blue. Fortunately, there was no one in the front yard, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.

"Pah! It's just a radio. I'll buy one tomorrow and let everyone in the hospital see how powerful I, Yan Bugui, am."

Yan Bugui whispered something harsh.

When they arrived at the central courtyard, Qin Huairu was helping Sha Zhu wash clothes. She was supposed to do it at home, but Jia Zhang wouldn't let her and drove her out.

I happened to see Zhang Zhiqiang pushing his bicycle back with a radio in the frame.

Qin Huairu looked at the radio with envy. She knew the radio. Firstly, Zhang Zhiqiang had just received the ticket from the factory today, and secondly, she had seen others buy one when she was at the supply and marketing cooperative.

Qin Huairu felt a flash of sadness when she saw that Zhang Zhiqiang ignored her.

It would be great if Zhang Zhiqiang had married me. Now everything in Zhang Zhiqiang’s house would be mine.

I have worked hard in the Jia family for so many years, but they only have one sewing machine, which cannot be used because they cannot afford a needle and thread box. It is just a tool for show.

"Wait a minute, I don't believe your relationship has always been this good."

"If you had given birth to a girl, I don't believe Zhang Zhiqiang would still like you so much."

Qin Huairu said to herself. In her opinion, Ran Qiuye must be pregnant with a girl. With Ran Qiuye's appearance, there was no way she could enjoy such a good life. Everything was just temporary.

Unlike me, I have a belly that can give birth to a son, so I will definitely be able to give birth to a son.

Qin Huairu planned to wait for Ran Qiuye to give birth to the girl, then she would go and remove the IUD, and then she would seduce Zhang Zhiqiang when he was in a bad mood. Bah! If she showed some concern, maybe things would work out.

By then, I will have a bicycle, a radio, a big bed, two rooms, and I can pester Zhang Zhiqiang to buy me a sewing machine, even if it is a second-hand one, and my life will be complete.

As she thought about it, Qin Huairu started to laugh. It was only a few months left before Ran Qiuye would fall out of favor. Now was the afterglow of the sunset, and she just had to wait a few more months.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm back."

Zhang Zhiqiang shouted at the door, and Ran's father opened the door for him.

"Hmm? Radio?"

Father Ran looked at Zhang Zhiqiang in surprise. Why did he buy a radio? There was a big red flower tied on it. It was obviously new.

"Yes, I won the honorary title of Advanced Individual. This is a medal. The radio ticket is a reward from the factory. I thought Qiuye would be bored staying at home, so I bought it directly."

Zhang Zhiqiang said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, come in quickly, Qiangzi."

Father Ran took the medal and welcomed Zhang Zhiqiang in with a smile on his face. Zhang Zhiqiang's excellence was one thing, but what made him even more satisfied was Zhang Zhiqiang's attitude towards his daughter.