Reborn in the 70s, the ascetic soldier dotes on him every night

"Nan Nan is here." Chen Shao saw An Yinan from a distance and hurriedly walked out to greet him.

"How is Auntie?" Although he had already received the system prompt, An Yinan still asked with concern.

Chen Shao's face was filled with joy, "I have been discharged from the hospital. The hospital said they can't do anything. They don't even know what medicine to use. They just asked me to go back for a reexamination in a week to confirm the follow-up situation."

An Yinan nodded, opened the backpack, and took out the things he had prepared, "Don't be polite to me about these blood-replenishing things. Also, this potion is for iron supplementation. Let aunt drink one bottle a day to replenish the blood." , and slowly recover your energy and blood."

Chen Shao originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard that it was a medicine he had never heard of, he quickly agreed. He owed more and more of this favor.

"Then I won't refuse. Thank you. If you don't come to the hospital today, your aunt and I are ready to separate." Chen Shao smiled, but now that he thinks about it, he still feels scared.

"Examination?" An Yinan wanted to end the topic and asked quickly.

Chen Shao did not delay, and quickly took out the envelope sent by the city, "This is your last translation fee, 370 four yuan, and some tickets."

An Yinan looked at it and stuffed it into his small military green backpack.

"This is a test translation exam, it will take half an hour." Chen Shao tore open another envelope and pulled out a handwritten translation paper.

After An Yinan took the paper, he read the questions from front to back, then picked up the pen and started writing quickly. The whole bookstore was quiet, and he could only hear the "swish" sound of the pen tip writing on the paper.

After checking it and finding that there was no problem, An Yinan handed the paper to Chen Shao. Chen Shao looked at the time...

Ten seven minutes.

"Aren't you checking?" Chen Shao asked kindly.

An Yinan shook his head, "No need."

"Okay, I'll put it away and seal it first." Chen Shao stuffed the paper in the envelope, sealed it, wrote a specific mailing address and zip code on the outside of the envelope, affixed a stamp and put it in the drawer.

"How many translation magazines will you get this time? I guess the exam results will be out next time you come to the county."

"Let this time be the same as last time." An Yinan thought for a while, but still asked for the same thing. Although she liked making clothes very much, and making clothes was also very profitable, not to mention that there was plenty of space for those cloths, which had been emptied out several times at that time. The warehouse of a textile factory.

But the country needs translators. If she translates more materials, it will be helpful to the country.

She doesn't want to give up her career as a translator, nor does she want to just focus on making clothes. Although she loves it, she still has a choice.

"Here you go, this time it's thicker, please keep it safe." Chen Shao found the materials to be translated from the back room and handed them to An Yinan.

An Yinan put it directly in the big basket.

"Uncle Chen, I'll leave first."

After saying hello, An Yinan went to the state-owned restaurant, filled the one hundred venison buns prepared by Sister Liu Mei in advance, and bought another hundred steamed buns.

"Can you finish eating so much?" Liu Mei was a little dumbfounded.

An Yinan rubbed his forehead helplessly, "There are many people in the family, and there are many people who can eat. There is nothing we can do about it."

Liu Mei also had a clue in her mind. She used to be afraid that a hundred buns would be spoiled, but now it seems that she still underestimated the number of people in her sister's family.

"Then let's see when you come over next time. I'll ask my second uncle to prepare in advance." Liu Mei thought about it and made the plan.

If you suddenly get steamed buns and steamed buns every time, you may not be able to sell enough, and that won’t work either.

"In seven days, it would be better if we can make some braised pork, sweet and sour hairtail fish, etc. You can make as much as you want." An Yinan winked at Liu Mei.

Liu Mei nodded, "Then I know it in my heart. If there is something delicious, I will try to keep it for you."

The little girl who took over 1000 yuan without batting an eye clearly shows that she is not someone who is short of money.

An Yinan decided on this matter, and he had a lot of things in mind. In addition to braised rice, his own staple food was clearly arranged in the future.

I put ten venison buns in a cloth bag and half a catty of sorghum wine in a can before going to the waste recycling station.

She seems to have gradually formed a habit of going back and forth to three places every week.

After seeing An Yinan, the old man pointed to the yard and said, "Go to the place where you saw the paintings last time. There is a broken wooden box under the table. You can take the contents of the box."

The old man told the place directly without any ink marks, without a word of nonsense.

An Yinan didn't hesitate, bypassed the people who were picking things, and went directly into the second courtyard.

"Brother, what's going on in the second yard? How do you let that little girl in?" An aunt straightened up, moved the chosen igniting newspaper to the side, and said somewhat unhappily.

The old man said with a smile, "There are old wood in the back. It rains too much and the wood becomes chaff. It can't help but burn. It's not too much. Let the little girl take it back and light the fire."

When the aunt heard this, she realized that the wood was all gone. Besides, buying wood at a scrap station was not as good as letting the losers in the family go to the mountains to pick it up.

An Yinan naturally heard what was said in the front yard. He first put the contents of the wooden box into the space, and then placed the things he brought on the wooden table.

Then she went to pick through the pile of wood and found a few pieces of rosewood. She carried the wood back into the yard.

"Uncle, look how much these pieces of wood cost. The wood at the back is too rotten. If I take it back, my mother will beat me to death. These pieces are okay." An Yinan looked at the pieces of wood with disgust. piece of wood.

The old man looked up at An Yinan in a funny way. An Yinan winked and said, "Take the two cents away." The old man understood.

An Yinan immediately took two cents and handed it to the uncle, who also wrote it in the account book.

"Put the food on the table and drink less wine." An Yinan whispered before leaving.

The uncle raised his hand and said, "Want to retreat? No, no, no, the account has been recorded. If you can't retreat, you can't retreat, so hurry up and leave."

An Yinan nodded, "Okay, Oscar owes you a statuette."

After not hearing from Chen Xun for more than a week, An Yinan went to the post office and asked if there was a letter from her. After getting a negative answer, she bought all kinds of stamps on the counter.

He was still the service staff in the morning. Looking at An Yinan, he could only shake his head. This little girl is really bad at living. She spent more than ten yuan to send those bottles and cans in the morning, and now she spends more than 20 yuan to buy them. With all these stamps, how many letters would I have to write to use them up?

"Sister, I want to ask, can you still find a stamp that shows the mountains and rivers all over the country are red now?" I haven't found this stamp in the past few times I bought stamps. This is a leading stamp. After going through this era, I always want to leave a thought. .