The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 134 Teacher Wei Returns to Her Parents' Home

The clock struck, and the sound of a key turning startled Wei Qinghuan from her reverie.

Qian Jin barged in, bringing with him a chill: "I was originally planning to buy some food, but I found out this morning that we're having yellow croaker dumplings for lunch today. They're delicious, so we'll have dumplings for lunch."

Wei Qinghuan went barefoot forward to help him take off his coat, and then threw herself into his arms without saying a word.

She gently pinched her husband's arm, closed her eyes, and lifted her head to receive his kiss.

Qian Jin was completely dumbfounded.

What do you mean?
He looked up at the decorative artwork on the roof and suppressed the surging desire that was beginning to rise within him.

The female teacher, as if tearing off a customs seal, fumbled to unbutton his clothes.

After the belt buckle fell onto the carpet, Wei Qinghuan suddenly pushed him around and shoved him into the shadows.

This was completely beyond his expectations!
Qian Jin raised his hand: God, you saw it! Look closely! She attacked first! She attacked first!
I did not break my oath, I did not!

then--

I broke my vow on December 27th.

On December 28th, I stopped quitting.

On December 29th, I still had some energy left.

On December 30th, even a dead tiger cannot fall from its perch.

On December 31st, Qian Jin solemnly declared, "This time I'm serious. If I can't abstain from sex for a week, may I become a eunuch!"

Wei Qinghuan slapped him lightly, her voice a mix of affection and anger, and said, "Go find some toilet paper, I've started my period. Luckily it started during the day, otherwise the sheets would be stained tonight..."

Toilet paper definitely won't work.

Qian Jin ran out to ask at the department store on Kunlunshan Road, and the salesperson gave him a thick strip of cloth:

"You just got married, right? You've never seen this before? This is exactly what your partner wanted. Just fold up some toilet paper and put it in."

Qian Jin stammered, "Is there anything like that that's disposable? Something that sucks blood, and then you just throw it away after you're done using it..."

"Yes, you can just throw away the dirty toilet paper after you're done, but you can't throw this away, otherwise it's such a waste." The salesperson explained impatiently, "Alright, sir, this is it, you should buy this."

When Qian Jin revealed that he was a colleague in the same supply and marketing system, the salesperson's attitude improved considerably.

but.

This is still the only thing available!

Qian Jin finally confirmed that, at least in Haibin City, there was no such thing as sanitary napkins yet.

It’s not easy.

He can't just buy it from the mall and then explain that he asked someone to bring it for him, can he?

Nobody would believe it!
Asking someone to bring back clothes and shoes, and then the mall giving away a pair of stockings as a gift when bringing back the clothes—that's all easy to explain.

It's unheard of for a young man to ask someone to bring him sanitary napkins.

Qian Jin was quite fortunate.

Luckily, he went to the department store first to inquire about the situation and wanted to buy sanitary napkins that were in use during that era.

If he just brings over a fat, white guy, it'll be really hard to explain later.

This so-called sanitary belt is really unacceptable.

Qian Jin sighed and left, intending to search the online store for a suitable alternative.

If all else fails, get some absorbent cotton and make your own...

Some casual remarks cleared up my doubts, and a strange impulse compelled me to continue my investigation. I paid extra attention to your every move…

He wasn't sure whether sanitary napkins were high-tech products or not, since men rarely researched this stuff.

In terms of materials, Qian Jin definitely wouldn't understand; he doesn't know what materials sanitary napkins are made of.

But structurally speaking, he knew that it was just a mat with something that could absorb water and blood!

After clarifying his thoughts, Qian Jin first needed to go home and retrieve the material procurement certificate to study in the online store.

He did a quick search and found that there really were alternatives.

The store has a product called Graphene Washable Cotton Panty Liner Bandage. It looks like a large sanitary napkin, and it's waterproof, breathable, and hypoallergenic.

It has a strap in the middle, which can hold gauze strips, cotton strips, sanitary napkins, or even tissues.

Qian Jin found another blood-absorbing cotton roll.

This thing is used to cut thick tissues to stop bleeding from the nose or other places; it has a strong blood-absorbing ability.

So he wrapped a thick layer of absorbent cotton rolls with a strap, folded them into a long strip, placed them on the pad, and secured them with two straps at the front and back.

survive!

He was quite excited to receive this item, as it might be the first domestically produced modern sanitary napkin in mainland China.

After manufacturing several Qian's sanitary napkins, he rode his bicycle back to the guesthouse.

The biting wind was chilling, but his blood was boiling.

Wei Qinghuan visibly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him return: "Where did you go? Did you go to buy sanitary pads?"

"How did you know?" Qian Jin was taken aback.

Wei Qinghuan said, "He hasn't been back for so long, it's obviously not as simple as just going to buy a roll of toilet paper."

"The only thing I can think of is you going to buy sanitary pads and getting mistaken for a pervert and sent to the police station!"

Qian Jin laughed heartily: "You guessed half right."

"Yeah, you went to buy sanitary napkins, but no one took them to the police station," Wei Qinghuan said irritably.

She has been subjected to abuse these past few days, and is also going through a special menstrual period, which makes her lower body very uncomfortable.

Qian Jin showed her the tape: "No, I made something nice for you."

He enthusiastically explained his great invention.

Wei Qinghuan was stunned.

She was touched by Qian Jin's thoughtfulness, but also annoyed by his heartlessness.

Is this the time for scientific research and invention?

Qian Jin urged her to give it a try.

Wei Qinghuan pinched him playfully: "Turn around, do you still want to see?"

Qian Jin said, "We've been an old married couple for so long..."

"Does being an old married couple mean you can accept a murder scene?" Wei Qinghuan interrupted him.

Qian Jin said weakly, "It's only the first day, it can't be that serious, right?"

Wei Qinghuan nodded subconsciously, about to smile, but then suddenly realized, "How do you know so much!"

"And at that time, I felt something was wrong. How do you know so much!"

Qian Jin immediately explained, "That's how the descendants of us capitalists are; we know a little bit about everything."

Wei Qinghuan put on the Qian family's invention and then put on her clothes.

I tried it out, and it's really good.

The main features are that it fits snugly without slipping, is delicate and comfortable, and doesn't get in the way when walking.

She was satisfied and immediately felt relieved, so she jokingly said, "Donate your invention to the country, and who knows, it might fill a technological gap in the country's technology."

"If the country can produce this product, you will make a huge contribution to women's health."

Qian Jin chuckled: "I just inquired about it. Foreign women use something even better. It's simple, convenient, and hygienic. I'll ask someone to find it for you later."

"Or maybe next time I go to the ghost market, I'll see if I can find a foreigner to buy this product."

Wei Qinghuan said, "No need, this is great, really great, much better than the stack of toilet paper I used before."

It's already the end of the month, and the female teacher happened to be on her period again, so Qian Jin decided to check out and leave.

The manager had mentioned on the phone that he could stay this month, and he was planning to stay for just two days.

He never expected that his ancestral home would be transformed into such a comfortable guesthouse. The main reason he didn't leave early was because he really liked the place.

Now we have no choice but to leave.

He spread his hands at Wei Qinghuan: "There's nothing I can do. It's because your man's position is too low."

"If your husband can become the president of the city's supply and marketing cooperative, you, as the president's wife, can probably live here permanently."

This was said in a joking manner.

It actually touched his heart.

I can't just coast along anymore. I need to seriously develop my career in the company from now on. I really need to find a way to climb to the position of president!
Wei Qinghuan took it as a joke and jokingly replied, "Okay, then you do your job well, and I'll be your good wife so we can enjoy happiness together soon."

The two checked out and left.

Wei Qinghuan left decisively and without looking back.

Qian Jinting was puzzled: "Aren't you reluctant to leave? You've had a very pleasant stay here these past few days."

Wei Qinghuan said calmly, "I'm happy because I'm with you. If I were to live here by myself, I would only stay for one day to experience the novelty."

"Moreover, I feel very uneasy living here. It feels like I'm dreaming every day, and now it's time to wake up."

Qian Jin immediately grasped her hand.

damn it.

If you marry like this, what's the point of striving for success?
A wife, kids, and a warm bed are the best things in life!
He asked seriously, "Really? You don't like it here?"

Wei Qinghuan said earnestly, "How could I not like it? I'm not an ascetic, I just know what I need."

“I need a home, a warm home; a husband, a husband like you, not a beautiful but cold big house.”

Qian Jin understood.

We still have to keep striving.

Moving back to this villa would be the best option for the whole family.

however.

Is it more likely that I'll get promoted to president, or that I'll wait until the economy recovers after the reform and opening up and then buy this villa back?

What Biya said well, that is the question!
The smell of coal smoke in the corridor of the tenement building was even more pungent than I remembered.

It might be because the weather is cold, and every household has lit their stoves.

Wei Qinghuan slowly untied her scarf and carefully examined the wall plaster and steps in the stairwell.

Seeing that no one was in the hallway, Qian Jin placed his hand on her swaying buttocks and said with concern, "It's cold, don't get cold."

Wei Qinghuan was getting used to his unserious behavior, and quickly pushed his arm away: "What are you doing? This isn't home, this is outside!"

Qian Jin chuckled and asked, "How's it going? It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go back to frugality. Are you finding this environment hard to adjust to?"

They turned a corner on the stairs and saw a frozen puddle of urine.

The weather was frigid, and the yellow urine stains turned into an irregularly shaped bronze mirror, reflecting the grayish-white sunlight leaking from the skylight of the neighboring house.

The environment of the tenement building is completely different from that of the Yintan Park Guesthouse!
But the atmosphere is completely different.

They had just stepped onto the second floor when a scream of "Auntie!" rang out across the sky.

The sound was so terrible that Qian Jin couldn't help but shudder.

Tangyuan, wearing a blue floral cotton-padded jacket, rushed over, the red ribbon tied to her pigtails swinging from side to side, making her look like a chubby little thing.

Wei Qinghuan smiled like an aunt, squatted down, and prepared to hug the precious baby. However, the two were at different heights.

Little Tangyuan rushed up and jumped up, trying to throw herself into Wei Qinghuan's arms, while Wei Qinghuan squatted down and opened her arms, as if to take her in completely.

As a result, one jumped up and the other just happened to crouch down...

If Qian Jin hadn't caught Wei Qinghuan just in time, that young wife would have been knocked down as soon as she got home!
Wei Qinghuan hugged her little niece and rubbed her pretty face against her niece's.

The red rope brushed against the side of her neck, tickling her like a spring breeze.

The chubby little girl buried her head in her neck and exclaimed, "Wow, Auntie, you smell so good! You're a fragrant auntie!"

Wei Qinghuan sniffed and smelled the camphor balls and roasted sweet potato from the child's collar: "Hmm, you smell so sweet and delicious, did you eat roasted sweet potato?"

The chubby girl proudly held up one hand and said, "I eat these roasted sweet potatoes every day!"

Qian Jin was shocked: "Five?"

Wei Qinghuan, however, knew her niece's intelligence well and asked, "How many?"

"Two! One in the morning and one in the afternoon!" The chubby girl shook her hand vigorously.

Wei Qinghuan pressed her thumb, ring finger, and little finger back in: "These are the two."

The chubby little girl was incredibly excited, running around after leaving her mother's arms: "Auntie taught me this, two! Two!"

Qian Jin said, "Alright, it's not like you two haven't seen each other for several days. Haven't you been seeing each other every day lately?"

After the college entrance examination, the People's Night School was on holiday, and Wei Qinghuan, having nothing to do, took leave for her wedding.

During the day, when Qian Jin is at work, she has nothing to do, so she goes back to Taishan Road to play with her niece. Sometimes in the morning or afternoon, she takes the little chubby girl to the guesthouse, but she doesn't sleep there at night because she sleeps with Qian Jin.

The chubby girl complained, "But Auntie hasn't put me to sleep in so long! It's been so long!"

She then extended her right index and middle fingers, making a "V" sign.

The four children and the other kids in the building chuckled behind them.

Wei Qinghuan waved to them, and Liu Sanbing ran over and shouted, "Teacher Wei, you're so beautiful! Even more beautiful than before!"

"Really?" Wei Qinghuan's pretty face lit up with a joyful smile. "You have such a sweet tongue. Did you know that Teacher Wei was going to give you all some candy?"

The other children came running up in a flash.

Liu Dajia looked at the female teacher shyly and said, "Teacher Wei, you've really become more beautiful again. Your face is like, like, like a freshly boiled and peeled egg, it's glowing."

He then looked at Qian Jin, his brows furrowed with worry: "Uncle Qian Jin, what's wrong? You look terrible!"

Qian Jin rubbed his lower back and laughed awkwardly: "Really? I've been working overtime a lot lately."

"Your eye sockets have gotten darker and your lips are very dry. You've had a tough time these past few days," Liu Siding said earnestly.

Qian Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Have you been working hard these past few days? Who taught you that phrase?"

Liu Siding said, "I can do it myself. You've been working overtime all the time, of course it's tiring."

Qian Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

That's what I mean.

I thought……

"Yeah, I've been working overtime these past few days, especially at night. How could I not be exhausted?" Wei Qinghuan said sarcastically.

Qian Jin urged her, "Aren't we supposed to give them wedding candy?"

Wei Qinghuan took out candy from her pocket—pineapple candy, apple candy, and milk candy. Several children got White Rabbit candy and jumped around excitedly.

Liu Dajia suddenly realized and said, "Wedding candy? I understand now, Uncle Qianjin, you married Teacher Wei."

Qian Jin nodded and said smugly, "That's right, from now on, don't call me Teacher Wei anymore, call me Aunt Qianjin."

"How dare you!" Wei Qinghuan exclaimed urgently, "You can call me Auntie, but you're not allowed to call me Auntie-in-law!"

Liu Sanbing said to the little chubby girl, "You're going to be a big sister. My mom says that women will have children after they get married."

Qian Jin pushed him away: "Hey, why does your mom tell you everything? Come on, Teacher Wei needs to rest, don't disturb her."

Wei Qinghuan entered room 205, put down her scarf, looked at the familiar surroundings, and sighed, "I'm home. It's so good."

She took off her clothes, revealing her curvaceous figure, and Qian Jin picked her up and carried her to the bed.

"You bastard, how dare you do this!" Wei Qinghuan quickly slapped him.

Qian Jin laughed and said, "I know you're on your period. Would I really do anything inappropriate? I'm just carrying you to bed. It's called a princess carry."

"Don't hug either boar or sow, I'm telling you, you're messing around—you've missed something!" Wei Qinghuan wailed.

Qian Jin ran away quickly.

Cold water was leaking out of the door crack in the communal water room of the tenement building, so Liu Dajia immediately led people to clean it up.

Otherwise, it will freeze and people will slip and fall.

Seeing this, Qian Jin nodded, thinking, "This child is truly good at heart."

Tangyuan ran back and drew circles on Wei Qinghuan's face with her finger: "Auntie smells so good, just like the auntie in the guesthouse car."

Wei Qinghuan helped her straighten her braids and smiled, "Do you still remember the auntie in the car?"

They frequented the Yintan Park Guesthouse every day, so they naturally met the leaders' wives.

The chubby girl nodded, then suddenly lowered her voice and imitated an adult's speech: "Aunt Wang from room 201 said that you've turned into a golden phoenix since you moved into the Yintan Park Guesthouse. It's the first time this has happened on Taishan Road."

Wei Qinghuan's throat tightened: "Don't believe such things. What golden phoenix or silver phoenix? Tangyuan will always be Auntie's fat phoenix."

In this day and age, children are considered beautiful and fortunate to be chubby.

The little dumpling nuzzled her face with its head, like a lamb nuzzling its mother.

She thought for a moment and ran out, taking out a brand new red scarf from her father's bedside: "Dad gave it to Auntie. He said it was a special New Year's gift displayed in the department store window."

Wei Qinghuan put it on her, and the little girl, vain as she was, happily twirled around.

But he just wouldn't go out.

Wei Qinghuan asked her, "Why don't you go out and play with your older brother and sister?"

Little Tangyuan bit her finger and lowered her head without saying a word.

Wei Qinghuan chuckled, "What's wrong? Do you have a secret from your aunt?"

Little Tangyuan shook her head, and when she looked up again, her eyes were already red: "I'm afraid that if I leave, my aunt will leave too."

“Auntie isn’t leaving this time.” Wei Qinghuan scooped up the child and kissed him.

Upon hearing this, Tangyuan squirmed happily in her arms, "Then will Auntie tell the story of the big ship again tonight? Last time you mentioned the steel fish that could spit black smoke that came to New York Harbor..."

Wei Qinghuan nodded with a smile.

Qian Jin called out, "Wife, I'm going to work."

Wei Qinghuan said, "Drive slowly, be careful of danger."

Qian Jin glanced at her sideways.

She closed her eyes helplessly and sighed. After gathering her emotions, she smiled sweetly and said, "Honey, drive carefully on the road, be careful of danger."

Qian Jin was satisfied, blew her a kiss, and then laughed heartily before leaving.

Wei Qinghuan looked at the little glutinous rice ball next to her.

Little Tangyuan suddenly imitated her and blew her a kiss.

Wei Qinghuan pushed open the window and shouted outside, "Qian Jin! You'll be sorry when you get home!"

A few people outside looked up and exclaimed, "Oh, Teacher Wei is back?"

"I heard that Teacher Wei is staying at the Yintan Park Guesthouse? Tell me what it's like inside?"

"That's a place that hosts high-ranking officials and leaders. In August 1972, when Cambodian leader Prince Sihanouk and his wife Princess Monique visited our seaside, they stayed at the guesthouse there..."

Wei Qinghuan greeted them warmly, picked up an iron plate and went down to distribute candy, peanuts and melon seeds to the elderly, sweetly calling them "uncle and aunt" and "grandpa and grandma".

Sweeter than the mouth is sugar.

The elderly people knew these were wedding candies, and that Wei Qinghuan was generous with them, so they were happy to accept them.

They already had a good impression of Ms. Wei, who tutored the neighborhood children for free, and now they liked her even more.

Qian Jin had prepared a lot of candy, which wasn't worth much in the mall, but he told Wei Qinghuan it was a benefit from his workplace.

Wei Qinghuan had heard about the generous marriage benefits for leaders and cadres of the All-China Federation of Supply and Marketing Cooperatives, but didn't think much of it.

So she went back into the building and generously handed out candy. If anyone was home, she would knock on the door and leave a handful of candy.

She distributed the gifts from the first floor to the fourth floor, and her neighbors praised her highly.
"What a wonderful girl! How much good fortune did Captain Qian accumulate in his past life to marry such a wife in this one?"

There were many of her students in the building. One young man, instead of being happy to receive the candy, said dejectedly, "Teacher Wei, I didn't do well on the exam. I won't get into university..."

Wei Qinghuan comforted him: "It's okay, Xiao Zhao. First University is not a bridge or a road that you have to cross in life."

"Secondly, if you really want to go to university, it's okay if you didn't get in this time. You still have half a year to review, and who knows, you might get into a better school this summer."

"If you call me teacher, then remember this message I gave you—"

"Where there's a will, there's a way; with a do-or-die spirit, even the mighty Qin Pass will fall to Chu. Heaven helps those who help themselves; with perseverance and determination, even the mighty Yue army can conquer Wu!"

The students were encouraged and their hope was rekindled.

Wei Qinghuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "The study room won't be deserted after this college entrance examination. The teachers and your teacher Wei will still come to give lectures. Let's study hard then and prepare for the 1978 college entrance examination!"

The other young people who felt they hadn't done well on the test were delighted to hear this: "You're going to be our teachers again?"

Wei Qinghuan said, "As long as you want to learn, Teacher Wei will always be your teacher."

The young people were deeply moved.

In their eyes, Teacher Wei was much more respectable and approachable than Chief Qian, who wielded considerable influence on the streets.

She's a goddess!
The apartment buildings were close together, and when people heard that someone was getting married and handing out wedding candy, people from nearby buildings soon came too.

The elderly, children, and adults who were not at work all rushed over to ask for wedding candy.

Wei Qinghuan took out the bags and gave one to each person who came.

Marriage is one of the most wonderful things in her life, and she has never been stingy with her money, especially given the special circumstances at this moment.

Elderly people and children are given wedding candy, men are given wedding cigarettes, and women and girls are given wedding peanuts, melon seeds, and other auspicious fruits.

Even some neighbors felt sorry for him, saying, "Teacher Wei, that's enough. You don't need to give so much."

Wei Qinghuan tied her hair up and said, "Hey, it's nothing. Didn't everyone come to congratulate us? How can we not share good things?"

"What a waste!" the kind-hearted old lady sighed.

Wei Qinghuan laughed and said, "How could that be? As the old saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative."

“Our Wei family doesn’t have any relatives left. You old neighbors are like family to me. If I don’t give my wedding candy and fruit to my family, who else should I give them to? You don’t waste anything you eat; it’s only right that you do!”

In the past, she greeted the residents of the building as an outsider, always polite, respectful, and tactful.

Now, as Mrs. Qian Jin and the mistress of apartment 205, she speaks to her old neighbors, and her tone and content are different.

The group listened happily and said, "Your family will support you if you ever need anything."

Wei Qinghuan's eyes sparkled, and her smile bloomed like a flower.

She greeted her old neighbors and then waited patiently for her husband to come home from get off work.

When Qian Jin got off work and went home, it was the last few hours of 1977.

Soon, this year will be over, and people all over the world will be welcoming 1978.

(End of this chapter)