Mixed in 1980

Chapter 31 Father Xu's Sky Collapses
Where was the hottest place in every city in the 1980s?

Without a doubt, it must be the department store.

Even though it was a Friday, there was still a huge crowd of people at the department store.

The cloth counter was particularly busy. The salespersons took rulers and scissors, skillfully cutting the pieces to the sizes required by customers and quickly calculating the bill.

The customers in the front of the line quickly took out their cloth coupons and money to pay, picked up their cloth and left, fearing that the salesperson would scold them if they delayed any longer.

"Go this way!"

Xu Jinqiu glanced at the cloth counter, turned around and walked to the other side. There were several ropes nailed to the wall behind the counter, with rows of clothes hanging on the ropes.

This is selling ready-made clothes.

The ready-made clothes sold in department stores do not require cloth coupons. For residents who are short of cloth coupons, buying ready-made clothes is a good supplement, but the prices are very expensive.

Most people are reluctant to buy it.

"Comrade, please help me get that shirt and those straight jeans."

Xu Jinqiu took a few glances, chose one, and then said to the salesperson.

If there is one thing that has changed the most over the years, it must be the clothes people wear.

In the past two years, the streets were full of military yellow, military green, gray and black, but with the reform and opening up, the colors of clothes have become richer, and the styles and fabrics have changed greatly.

Chen Fan was surprised when he saw the jeans.

This thing is not common.

"Wife, are you tired of living?"

Chen Fan was shocked by Xu Jinqiu's generosity. Whether it was a shirt or trendy jeans, it was impossible to get them cheap in a department store.

Just this fall's salary would have to be spent on several months' work.

“I have savings.”

Xu Jinqiu rolled his eyes at him, holding the shirt and gesturing in front of him.

There are no fitting rooms these days. Basically you just hold the clothes in front of you and compare them to see if the width is about right.

If the item doesn't fit you when you take it back, you can just alter it yourself. Nowadays, most women have sewing skills, so altering clothes is no problem at all.

"Not bad, I'll take this shirt, and try the pants."

Xu Jinqiu handed over the pants. Even though they had held hands and even been kissed by Chen Fan, she was too embarrassed to show her pants to Chen Fan in public.

Chen Fan took it and compared it. The size was quite suitable. Xu Jinqiu was also very satisfied: "I want this one. Salesman, how much is this set?"

"The shirt is 25 yuan, the jeans are 40 yuan, the total is 65 yuan."

As soon as the salesperson finished speaking, Chen Fan was about to pay, but Xu Jinqiu glared back at him. Only after he paid did Xu Jinqiu feel satisfied and said, "Let's go, let's go back."

"Why are you going back? Since you're already here, take a look around before going back."

Chen Fan pulled his wife to the women's clothing counter. Xu Jinqiu laughed and ran out. She didn't want Chen Fan to spend any more money.

Chen Fan was surprised. This girl...

Bring her here next time, there are still many days to come.

After coming out of the department store, Xu Jinqiu was about to go back. She was very tired after being on a business trip for ten days. After dinner, she wanted to go back to the dormitory and take a nap.

Chen Fan was not idle after returning. He took out paper and pen and started writing again.

A casual phone call from the agricultural machinery factory was enough to make the matter go away. Don't think too highly of it. Chen Fan still adhered to the principle that he had to apologize in person.

Since there is no sincere apology, let's write in detail about the apology.

There is a lot to say here.

I wrote for an afternoon, worked on it all night, and continued thinking about it in the morning.

In the next yard, Xu Jinqiu packed up some things and walked back directly. Her home was in Shichahai, less than two kilometers away on foot.

This is a large courtyard with five entrances.

Xu Jinqiu's house is in the fifth courtyard, which is the backyard. In a large mansion like this, the backyard is not just composed of a row of back rooms, but also has east and west wing rooms.

Zeng Ali and Zhao Yuanyuan are also in this courtyard.

Xu Jinqiu's house is in the east wing. There are three rooms in a row that belong to her. The place is quite spacious and better off than many people, but it cannot accommodate the large population.

My parents, my eldest brother and his wife, my second brother and his wife, and each pair of brothers and sisters-in-law have two children, which makes a total of ten people. There is no room at all.

"Qiu'er is back, come back and rest. I'll make chicken soup for you at noon." Li Xiuzhen still loves her daughter and has spoiled her since she was a child. But the family situation is like this, and they have no place to live. She can only prepare more delicious food for her daughter every weekend.

"Thank you, Mom. Where's my dad?"

"He went fishing early in the morning, saying he would make braised fish for you at noon. With his skills, I don't think he would catch anything. He is just trying to be lazy in different ways."

"My dad is pretty good at fishing."

Xu Jinqiu smiled. Whenever she had a holiday, her father would take his fishing rod and go to Shichahai.

As for the catch, there were some. In the past, the supply of meat was tight, and I could still catch a few from time to time, which helped to improve the family's food.

"What's so great about that? I failed 5 out of 10 times."

"Five empty-handed catches, that's pretty impressive. Look what I caught today."

As he was talking, Xu Changqing came back with a grass carp weighing more than four pounds. He put it in the basin and said proudly, "Wife, hurry up and clean up the fish."

"You are allowed to show off once."

Li Xiuzhen rolled her eyes at her husband, quickly put on an apron, took a chopping board and a kitchen knife, and started working in the yard.

Xu Changqing moved a small stool and sat down, lighting a cigarette: "Qiu'er, go to Yuanyuan's place tonight and spend the night there. Dad will make you something delicious tomorrow."

"Thanks dad."

Xu Jinqiu also moved a stool and sat down, blushing and coughing softly: "Mom and Dad, I have something to tell you, I'm dating someone."

"What's the matter?"

The cigarette in Xu Changqing's hand broke, and he felt like the sky was falling. His little white cabbage was being eaten by someone.

"What are you doing?"

Li Xiuzhen glared at her husband and looked at her daughter: "Qiu'er, are you really dating? Where are you from, what's your name, how old are you, and what do you do?"

"It's in Nanluoguxiang, in the yard next to our dance troupe."

Xu Jinqiu grabbed the corner of her clothes, looked at her parents carefully, and said softly: "His name is Chen Fan, he is the same age as me, and he is a writer."

"What the hell, writer?"

Xu Changqing slapped his thigh and jumped up on the spot: "Girl, you are not being fooled, are you? What writer is eighteen years old? It doesn't sound credible."

"Let me tell you, there is no set standard for being a writer. Nowadays, anyone who publishes an article or writes a poem can call himself a writer."

"Your father has worked at the cultural center for so many years, and I have seen at least 800 people who claim to be writers, if not a thousand, but few of them are reliable."

Feeling his father's care, Xu Jinqiu felt warm in his heart.

But he was also a little amused and hurried to comfort her: "Dad, don't be anxious, smoke another cigarette and listen to me slowly. You can express your opinion after I finish speaking."

After taking out a cigarette from his father's pocket and lighting it for him, Xu Jinqiu went into the house and took out the magazines and newspapers from his bag: "Dad, take a look. This is the novel he wrote, and it also has editorials."

"Did he write this?" Xu Changqing was surprised.

He is very familiar with the editorial "To be a moral person, start by rejecting moral blackmail."

Not only in the unit, but also in this hospital, everyone is discussing it.

There was a quarrel in the yard this morning because of this matter, because an old lady said, "What do you know? I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice."

The young man started arguing with the aunt.

Xu Jinqiu nodded.

Xu Changqing continued, "The girlfriend in the article who is so beautiful that she seems like a legend is you?"

Xu Jinqiu blushed.

"That guy has vision, but being able to write editorials is nothing. With just one editorial, he is not worthy of being called a writer." Xu Changqing snorted.

I, Old Xu, have an irreconcilable feud with this wild boar because it stole my cabbage.

"Dad, there are also novels, from People's Literature."

"Being able to write books is one thing, but what kind of person you are is the key." Xu Changqing said proudly. He was still full of resentment in his heart, and he had nowhere to vent it.

"It's pretty good. Big sister and Yuanyuan have seen it."

"Ali, Yuanyuan, both of you come out."

Xu Changqing started shouting towards the main house and the west wing. If you want to know more about this matter, you have to ask Zeng Ali. This girl has been reliable since she was young and has very positive ideas.

　The first update is coming~ It's the end of the month, are there any monthly tickets that haven't been cleared? Please clear them for me, hehe!
　　
　
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