Earning a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan while doing exhausting work, Su Jiu felt every day as if she were about to drop dead.
Then one day, she opened a door at home that had always been locked.
On the other side was a crowded courtyard in 1983, and she even had an identity there.
So she started living a laid-back life, eating and drinking to her heart's content on her 3,000-yuan monthly salary, while lying flat.
A whole chicken cost just three yuan, and half a jin of beef was only 90 cents.
The courtyard had an air of goodness that hadn't yet been corrupted by capitalism. The old men in the yard were learning English, and the little girl next door held a three-mao note every day.
Oh, and her coworkers' parents-in-law, who heard them brag every day, hadn't actually started out in business.
She wandered around the courtyard every day, and a handsome, bushy-browed young man even wanted to date her. His first move was to hand over his passbook with all his wages and swear that after they married, he would give her every penny he earned.
Ah, what a beautiful 1980s.
Theme: Nostalgia for the good old days
