Era: Retired from the army at the beginning and returned home

Cloth shoes, size 38, black, can be worn by both men and women, but this size is too small for men, and women can wear it about the same. If they are too big, you can use a needle to make them smaller.

These cloth shoes are too soft and not suitable for work. They are suitable for walking around during the New Year and festivals. During the busy farming season, except for grandma who stays at home, she has to work in the fields. If such cloth shoes are used in the fields, they will break down soon. So it is most suitable for grandma to wear.

Luo Wen was definitely not interested in cloth shoes, sheets, towels (dishcloths), etc., and the same was true for Luo Bing. The father and son kept staring at the bottle of white wine that Luo Cheng took out.

Alcohol is a food essence. The more you drink, the younger you will be. Men in this era are more likely to drink alcohol, and drinking a little alcohol will indeed make you more energetic when working. In addition, the winter in this era is much colder than in the future due to global warming, but there are not many warm clothes. Drink some wine to warm up and feel comfortable all over. Drink some wine on a hot day and sleep well.

In the past few years, I could still get some loose wine to drink, but in the past two years, I didn't even have food, let alone wine.

Drink this bottle of wine sparingly and take a sip occasionally. If you don't entertain people, a person who is reluctant to drink can drink a lot from a bottle of wine.

"Dad, this wine, you can drink it if you want. You can drink it when you buy it. Come on, I'll open it for you."

"No, no, no, no. Why are you opening this fine wine? It's not for the New Year or the holidays, so don't open it. Hey, okay, let's take a sip."

Seeing his father always looking at the liquor, Luo Cheng was rude. He didn't drink liquor, so this wine was just for his father to drink. His father Luo Wen was reluctant to open the bottle, but he really wanted to take a sip, so he kept shouting at Luo Cheng not to start, but he didn't stop Luo Cheng from opening the bottle at all, so Luo Cheng opened the bottle. In the end, I could only reluctantly take a sip.

"You wait, I'll get the cup."

Naturally, you have to use a wine glass to drink wine. It’s not luxurious enough to use a bowl. His father, Rowan, got up and went to look for wine glasses under the cupboard. He hadn’t drank in a long time. This cup had never seen the light of day again. After a brief cleaning, I took two wine glasses, one in front of Luo Cheng and one in front of me.

"Dad, where's mine? Give me a drink too."

Seeing that he was not responsible, Luo Bing was a little anxious. This was the wine brought by his eldest brother, why not give him some.

"You know how to drink? It's a waste to give you a drink. Go away and get some firewood to help your mother cook."

"Dad, if Bingzi wants to drink, let him have a drink. I don't drink, so I'll pour him this glass."

In fact, Luo Bing knows how to drink. In the past few years, every year during the Chinese New Year, he could always mix in a little wine. But this drinking capacity is definitely not good, I haven’t practiced it yet.

Luo Cheng didn't know why many men in this era drank alcohol and were greedy for alcohol. As for himself, he did learn to drink some beer in school, but he couldn't drink enough beer. One bottle would make him dizzy, and two bottles would make him dizzy.

After hearing what Luo Cheng said, Luo Bing did not leave. Firewood for cooking in the kitchen is usually chopped for several days at a time. When it came to lighting the fire, my two sisters were actually helping me all the time.

Luo Cheng first poured a glass of wine for his father, and then went to pour it for Luo Bing. Luo Bing was quite polite and shouted thank you, brother.

"Thank you M, pour it by yourself. Be careful. It's not big or small. Why don't you let me pour it for you?"

"My eldest brother wanted to pour it for me. I didn't ask him to help me."

"Your elder brother tells you to eat shit. Do you want to go or not? Drink or not? If you don't drink, get out."

Luo Bing didn't say a word and told him to go away. He didn't. He took the bottle from Luo Cheng's hand and began to pour it for himself carefully. He also knew that his father would only allow him to drink this one cup, so he poured it while watching it, fearing that if he poured one more drop, it would leak out, and if he poured one less drop, he would feel like he was at a disadvantage.

Luo Cheng watched the communication between his father and his brother with interest. This was really a discipline to his son, and sometimes it made no sense.

There was no appetizer, so the two of them just took a small sip, and then chatted and reminisced. It tastes good. I have never had such a delicious wine. I used to drink wine that was blended with loose wine. It was cheap, spicy, and not very mellow. This wine is very comfortable to drink and has a mellow feeling.

"Ningzi, if you start working now, will you be like the people in the city? You can get a salary of more than 30 yuan a month."

The wine glass was a round cup with a size of 3CM × 3CM. A glass of wine was not much. After a few sips, his father couldn't help but ask questions that concerned him. Luo Bing naturally listened carefully, wanting to know what was going on. Will I be able to earn that much if I have a formal job?

You must know that working in rural areas now earns work points, and the work points earned are also paid, but they are distributed equally according to the income. For example, if the profits in the brigade are good this year, you may get a dime for every ten work points you make, but if the profits are not good, you may only get a few cents.

In this year of famine, everyone doesn’t have enough to eat. Not to mention how much they earn in a year, there are many people who owe the brigade as much as they want. Even in a normal harvest year, a large family will only earn about 180 yuan a year.

Earning one hundred and eighty a year is considered a good harvest time, and it is still a family, not one hundred and eighty per person. And for these one hundred and eighty, you have to go without food or drink as a family to get it. Generally, you have to deduct the usual expenses and rations you receive in the brigade, and then you will only have a few dozen yuan left.

That was a time when the harvest was good. When the harvest was bad, it was difficult to earn work points and little money was earned. It was normal for the team to be in debt after a year.

So if you can earn more than 30 yuan a month in the city, it can basically equal the income saved by a family in the countryside after a year of hard work. Moreover, the money is distributed only once a year before the New Year. This money cannot be saved. There is always something to buy for the New Year, so farmers have no money at all.

"Yes, the average formal worker is about thirty, so there is not much difference. But I am different. I am skilled, a technician. Both workers and technicians have levels. For each higher level, the salary will be higher. It’s much more. The salary for this level of workers is about thirty, but for level eight workers, it can be about one hundred yuan. Guess what level I am.”

When asked about his salary, Luo Cheng felt a little complacent. To be honest, he felt that prices in this era were very low. But it had only been a few days, and he had not yet formed a concrete concept of more than one hundred yuan in this era. But this doesn't stop him from floating.

What you don’t have to eat, I have to eat. Your salary is thirty, and my salary is one hundred and thirty. Don't worry about what I can buy with 130 yuan, even if it can only buy 100 kilograms of rice. But it can also satisfy Luo Cheng's vanity. This vanity is obtained through comparison. You can't even eat enough, but I can still eat meat. I don't need any other houses or cars. This is enough. .

(When did people start to become more and more vain? Is it because people have changed or because the environment has changed?)