The Red Era: Starting from a Truck Driver

Chapter 175 The Definition of Dirty Men and Women
At night, it was pitch black outside and inside the house because the lights were not on.

Zhou Lingying didn't let Jiang Cheng turn on the light because it would be difficult for her to take the initiative if the light was turned on.

"Jiang Cheng, you men don't mind dirt, do you?" Zhou Lingying asked while lying on Jiang Cheng's chest with the gear in her hand.

Jiang Cheng was a little silent when asked, mainly because he didn't understand what Zhou Lingying was asking about.

Could it be that after she did that before, I kissed her again, and indirectly gave it to myself~~.

If asked like this, how should Jiang Cheng answer? Sometimes when passion comes, you can't care about so many things. But after passion is over, it's hard to say.

Besides, speaking of dirtiness, Jiang Cheng hasn’t unlocked more for her yet.

"Today, the neighbor said that there was a widow on the east side of the bridge who was fooling around with a married man. Don't you think it's dirty to put this thing inside another woman?" Zhou Lingying asked again.

This question~~, Jiang Cheng still finds it difficult to answer, this is a double standard question.

As an old driver in the 21st century, don't say you don't like this, you have to go there even if you have to pay for it. If he has this kind of cleanliness, he won't be able to experience the taste of women in that era.

In this era, women may have this kind of cleanliness obsession, and if a man touches other women, they will feel that the man is dirty.

Men are the same. They will never allow their women to have other men.

The difference is that men don't think it's dirty to have sex with different women, but women in this era do think so, which is also a unique conservatism of women in this era.

"Dirty, Yingying, don't worry, I'm not that kind of man."

"You're definitely not. I was just talking about other people. You don't look like someone who doesn't like to be 'clean'."

Jiang Cheng finally answered Zhou Lingying sincerely that he had experienced what he should have experienced. In this life, it was time for him to settle down.

But after hearing Zhou Lingying's words, Jiang Cheng hugged her tightly, and then said shamelessly: "You are really good at judging people."

The next morning, Jiang Cheng woke up early.

Autumn mornings are more comfortable and Jiang Cheng doesn't want to get up immediately.

"Jiang Cheng, what time is it? Let me check the time. Should I go get you breakfast?" Zhou Lingying checked the time immediately after being woken up. Jiang Cheng was the only one in the family who had a watch, and he would take it off when he went to sleep and put it next to the bed.

"Jiang Cheng, this~~this is for me." Zhou Lingying, who was still a little sleepy, was suddenly awakened.

The pocket watch Jiang Cheng gave Zhou Lingying was bought at the Shanghai flea market. This second-hand pocket watch was enough for Zhou Lingying to show off in front of the neighbors in the yard for at least three days.

"Do you like it? I bought it at a flea market in Shanghai. I have a proof of purchase and I'll give it to you later." Jiang Cheng was very happy to see Zhou Lingying happy.

"Jiang Cheng, whatever you like to eat, I'll feed you." Zhou Lingying sat up on the bed. As long as Jiang Cheng opened his mouth, she would hold Jiang Cheng in her arms and feed him.

"Hurry up and make dinner. I'm going to apply for a day off at work today. When I come back, I'll take pictures of you and then send them to your home." Jiang Cheng patted Zhou Lingying's thigh and said this. It was mainly because she sat up, otherwise he would have patted her butt.

If Zhou Lingying hadn't wanted to please her man, she wouldn't have been willing to breastfeed Jiang Cheng. She was going to get up and show off the pocket watch her man bought for her to her neighbors, so that it would be easier to tell time in the future.

And Jiang Cheng said he would take photos of her in the morning, which was enough for her to get up and brag to the neighbors. Jiang Cheng lay in bed for a while and got up. No matter what the conditions at home were, it was still more comfortable to sleep at home.

There is no place like home. The sense of belonging in this home cannot be brought anywhere else.

When Jiang Cheng got up to wash up, porridge was already being cooked in the kitchen, and Zhou Lingying had already gone to show off her pocket watch to Wang Yuzhen next door.

Wang Yuzhen's house was just the first family Zhou Lingying showed off to. Within half a day, everyone in the yard knew that Zhou Lingying's man bought her a pocket watch in Shanghai.

Jiang Cheng actually likes Zhou Lingying like this, at least her vanity is out in the open.

After breakfast, Jiang Cheng set out immediately, first propping up the rack in the back of the car, then putting the "Dacron" he had brought back in, and then started the car to go to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

This truckload of 'Dacron' is said to be converted from foreign trade to domestic sales, but it is basically not the case that it will disappear from 'domestic sales' once the supply and marketing cooperatives put it on the shelves for sale.

Export-to-domestic sales is something that ordinary people can only get in touch with, except in cities like Shanghai. Because there is a second-hand market to support it, people have more or less multiple choices, and they will not be unable to get any good or cheap things.

But in other cities, such as Changcheng, as a provincial capital, it would be good if Changcheng could keep one ton of the goods Jiang Cheng brought.

When this batch of goods arrives at the Provincial Supply and Marketing Cooperative, it will be counted and allocated. Other urban areas in Jiangxi Province have their quotas. After the statistics are completed, operators will be arranged to call the municipal supply and marketing cooperatives in other cities. Then people from other municipal supply and marketing cooperatives will come to arrange for the delivery of goods.

As a city under the provincial supply and marketing cooperative, the share may be larger. But the supply and marketing cooperatives in the urban area and the county town’s headquarters, and the ordinary supply and marketing cooperatives in the county town basically have no share.

If you spread it out evenly, not to mention selling it to outsiders, even the internal employees of the supply and marketing company may not be able to get it.

Jiang Cheng drove the goods to the third transport team of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative very quickly. When he parked the car and entered the office area of ​​the third transport team, there was no one in the captain's office, but the door of the driver's lounge was open.

"Old Song, you're the only one here." Jiang Cheng walked into the lounge and found that only Song Wei was there, so he greeted him.

Jiang Cheng had a deep impression of this master, mainly because he was a driver transferred from a local government agency, while the others were basically from public institutions.

What this means is that Song Wei used to drive for the leader, although he was not the leader's exclusive driver in name. But in reality, he was no different from an exclusive driver. For example, some leaders are not eligible for cars, and the company has cars, but they are only provided for the entire company.

But the reality is that some leaders will use a certain car exclusively, and a certain driver will also serve a certain leader specifically.

"Yes, I'm the only one here right now. The other masters are probably still out of town and haven't come back yet." Song Wei responded politely, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and giving it to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng took the cigarette and took out a match from his pocket. He lit it for Song Wei first, then for himself. He used one match to light two cigarettes, without wasting any.

After lighting a cigarette, the two started chatting.

Because Jiang Cheng was the first one to arrange the shipping list last time, everyone else knew that he was going to Shanghai to get the "Dacron" fabric.

Jiang Cheng took the list and left the unit. I don’t know what lists the people behind him received or where they went.

During the chat, I learned that Song Wei went to Xiamen and brought a truckload of canned goods from there. However, he did not bring the goods from the dock warehouse, but directly from the train transfer station there.

The canned food was produced in Yunnan, and for some unknown reason, the export order was cancelled before it arrived at the port.

(End of this chapter)