Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback
Chapter 383: Gift

Chapter 383: Chapter 383: Gift

"Sure, I only like making clothes." Qin Xiangnuan feels that being a doctor is a decent career for retirement, and doctors will be very popular in the future. Of course, being a teacher is also good, with two vacations throughout the year, regular pay, and good benefits.

But she doesn’t like it.

"You really are something," Li Li can’t really argue with Qin Xiangnuan’s random choice of profession, making clothes for others.

Qin Xiangnuan also picked up a glass of iced orange juice. She quite liked this—drinks of the era were cheap and tasted good. Although they weren’t very high-end, given the current standard of living, this glass was pretty good.

"Right, aren’t you staying on campus?" Mao Xiaomei pinched a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth. Their homes were both far away, and even though they were both in Capital City, they were in the suburbs, so they had to live on campus. Qin Xiangnuan was admitted to Kyoto University, which was close to her home. She figured she could either board or not.

"Yeah, I won’t be staying," Qin Xiangnuan propped her face on the table. "I wonder if they will provide me with a dormitory?"

"Of course not, you don’t get a part of it," Li Li said with a laugh. "You’re not staying on campus; why would they reserve a bed for you? Besides, what’s so good about living at school? You have to choose between upper and lower bunks, and even though there are only a few people in one dorm, it’s like a small community. It’s annoying if you end up with bad roommates."

"I really want to rent a place outside, get up whenever I want," sighed Mao Xiaomei. It’s much more convenient to live outside, but at school, you have to abide by all these rules.

Renting outside is expensive and not convenient. Qin Xiangnuan still didn’t want these two classmates to learn from others and rent a place together. How could it be as safe as the school outside?

Exactly, Li Li and Mao Xiaomei both touched their pockets inadvertently. Even if they wanted to rent, they couldn’t afford it now because they had paid their tuition fees. Each of them only had a few hundred dollars a month for living expenses, and there wasn’t much left after eating.

They all went to report to the school first and also said that they would go to Qin Xiangnuan’s home on the weekend to be guests and eat dumplings made by Granny Lu. As for Qin Xiangnuan, she had already registered and was just waiting to report.

"Here, this is for you," Jian Zhiqing placed a small box in front of Qin Xiangnuan.

"What is it?" Qin Xiangnuan took the box and shook it. There seemed to be a sound inside, but it was quite light.

"It’s a gift," Jian Zhiqing sat down, the arc of his mouth curving warmly. It just so happened to see it, so it’s a gift for school, see if you like it?

"Thank you, Brother Jian," Qin Xiangnuan held the box, not willing to unwrap it. In her last life, no one had ever given her a gift. Each year on her birthday, Jian Zhiqing would give her a gift, sometimes a doll, sometimes a few books, and sometimes some modern electronic products. For instance, Jian Zhiqing also gave her a Moonlight Treasure Box, which was an MP3 player back then, very expensive, costing thousands of dollars. Qin Xiangnuan usually carried it around, and honestly, the attention it drew in crowds was quite high. This was not the era of widespread mobile phone use, where few young people wore earphones.

Qin Xiangnuan opened the box and was slightly stunned.

A phone, actually a mobile phone, and color screen at that.

Back in 1998, the first color screen mobile phone appeared in China, and it was really expensive at the beginning. Jian Zhiqing’s gesture was indeed grand, giving her a mobile phone—and not just any phone that you could simply buy because you had money, you needed connections too.

Qin Xiangnuan looked up at him, her eyes misting over a bit, confused and a bit reluctant, as if all those shadows from the past were truly fading away.

Once you get used to a mobile phone, you really can’t do without it. Even now, she sometimes subconsciously reached for her phone in her pocket, but after searching for a while, there was no phone because phones hadn’t been invented yet.

"Take it," Jian Zhiqing took the phone from her hand, turned it on, and said, "The SIM card is already installed. There’s a number stored in it, mine. If you need anything, call home or call me. You’re a grown-up girl, it’s more convenient to have this."

"Thank you, Brother Jian," Qin Xiangnuan put away the phone, planning to look carefully at the instructions soon. For her who had come back from that era, she still knew how to use a mobile phone. Jian Zhiqing knew she was eager, so he didn’t say anything, letting her go ahead and play with it herself.

Qin Xiangnuan happily carried the box back to her room and flipped the phone over and over. The phones of then were quite simple, the screens especially small. Even though it was a color screen, the ringtone options were relatively limited and few chords were available.

She set a ringtone that was quite pleasant and stored her home telephone number as well as Qin Xiangyang’s. When she checked the call log, there was only one number stored, with the words "Brother Jian" next to it.

She pursed her lips, pressed a bit more, and stored a few more numbers into it, though she couldn’t remember some. She took out a phone book from the drawer and saved all the useful numbers into her phone, including those of some stores, not many others.

She lay on her bed, happily flipping the phone over and over. Holding the mobile phone tightly for the first time, she couldn’t deny her excitement; although it wasn’t one of the later smartphones, it couldn’t go online or have any good games—an exception being Snake and Solitaire, which she didn’t like playing. Still, this mobile device was extremely convenient for her. She carefully placed the phone on the table and foolishly waited for the battery to drain before charging it for twelve hours. She didn’t know if that was really necessary but followed the instructions just in case, after all, this phone was very expensive. If she were as economical as she usually was, she definitely wouldn’t have bought it herself.

No wonder she always believed she reeked of the smell of money. Now she felt she wasn’t just miserly, but downright stingy. While she now had plenty of money and many houses, she still hesitated to spend here and there. Perhaps, she was afraid because she had been so poor in her past life.

She sighed lightly and her being directly entered the system, sitting at the embroidery frame and starting to embroider a Spring Mountain Night Rain Painting, which was rather intricate and beautifully conceived—one of her favorite pieces. Lately, she wanted to finish this embroidery, not minding selling her painstakingly crafted work as snacks for the system. Selling to the system or outside were the same and the system was she, and she was the system.

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