How to Thrive in the ’60s

In August in the capital, even the air is full of sparks, the sun is so poisonous and hot that the leaves of the trees on the roadside are wilted and drooping. Adding the noisy cicadas, it is even more noisy Distraught, unable to lift a trace of energy.

Yun Shang and Gu Shinian returned to the capital on such a scorching afternoon.

After getting off the train, wipe off the sweat beads on his head with a handkerchief soaked in cold water, and then run into Bai Qingjie's car parked outside the station under the sun, take a sip of the ice soda he prepared early in the morning, and feel refreshed The coolness penetrated into my heart at once, and the hairs on the back of the comfortable Yunshang stood on end.

She drank half a bottle of soda in one go, and under Bai Qingjie's teasing eyes, she leaned on the back of the front seat and asked curiously, "Third cousin, I heard that both the first cousin and the second cousin made me a nun. They got married half a year late, why don't you believe me?"

Gu Shinian piled his luggage on the back of the car, and when he opened the door to get up, he just heard Yun Shang's words, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he pulled Yun Shang to sit behind him, and signaled Bai Qingjie, who was about to explode, to drive quickly.

This girl's mouth is really poisonous, poking wherever it hurts.

It is said that Bai Qingze and Bai Qingyuan are both fathers, but there is no news about Bai Qingjie. Isn't it cryptic that Bai Qingjie is really useless?

Which man can bear this?

Fortunately, this is his cousin, otherwise Bai Qingjie would have been appointed to fight the battle.

In fact, Bai Qingjie almost exploded at this moment, raised his hand and gave Yunshang a headache, turned around, started the car, and quickly drove towards the courtyard.

Yun Chang covered her head and looked at Gu Shinian pitifully, her big eyes full of doubt and grievance.

What is the third cousin doing to beat her?

She just wanted to be an aunt, so why did she get a brain collapse after urging Third Cousin?

Gu Shinian was amused, rubbed her forehead for her, and then chatted with Bai Qingjie about the current situation in China.

While listening to the two chatting, Yunshang turned her head and looked at the pedestrians on the street through the car window.

After this observation, it was discovered that there were many more cars on the street, and their appearance was by no means inferior to the cars of later generations.

"Third cousin! Why are there so many beautiful cars on this street? Is this a new car produced by the car factory?"

"Yes, the new model was just upgraded last winter. The engine and model are redesigned. It is also equipped with air conditioning. The speed is twice as fast as before. It is said that the engine technology is more advanced than foreign ones."

Bai Qingjie patted the steering wheel in his hand, and said with regret, "The organization wanted to change the car for my grandpa for the New Year's Eve. My grandpa didn't change it. He said he was used to riding in a jeep, and the air-conditioning in that small car made me panic."

Yun Shang and Gu Shinian glanced at each other, and both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

This car, shouldn't it be produced based on the information they provided?

Otherwise, how could the engine technology leap to the top level in the world?

Thinking of this, Yunshang immediately became interested, and lay on the back of the passenger seat again, and asked Bai Qingjie, "Brother third, besides the car, what rare things have you produced in the past two years? Do you have any home appliances?"

"I bought a new TV and installed an air conditioner at home." Yun Chang's eyes lit up, and she was about to cheer, when Bai Qingjie continued, "We made them all ourselves."

Yun Shang: "..."

Those experts at the base are really amazing!

In just a few years, so many things have been researched and put into production.

It was worthwhile for her and Gu Shinian to take the risk of trying so hard to hand in the information.