Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Feng Qingxue carried more than a dozen bundles of firewood back to her home, and carried a few bundles of thatch. When she got home, she quickly piled an earthen stove with stones on one side of the door and sat on the earthen pot.

The water in the earthen jar is scooped from the river.

She used matches to light the fire, and she told Feng Qingyun that they were given to her by well-wishers.

In reality?

In fact, she was afraid that the lighter would no longer be usable one day, so she hoarded a lot of matches in the space and now uses them.

It wasn't that she had foresight, but that she knew very well that ordinary lighters would not be able to make a light if the liquid in them was used up.

Feng Qingyun squatted in front of the stove to light the fire, and the firelight reflected her excited face, "Sister, what a kind person!"

Feng Qingxue shook her head and smiled.

While Feng Qingyun was watching the fire and boiling water, she simply cleaned the house and spread a thick layer of thatch on the ground in the east corner.

This haystack is the temporary bed for the two sisters.

After boiling the hot water, pour it into the wooden basin, mix it with cold water, wash Feng Qingyun's hair and bathe, put on the floral pants that she sewed when she rested on the way back, and then put on the cotton jacket, pants and coat she bought today. .

It's not that she doesn't pay attention to hygiene, so she just bought it and put it on Feng Qingyun. It's just that Feng Qingyun really needs the clothes on her body.

The gown on Feng Qingyun's body was not the unpatched one, but the patched one.

The clothes worn on Feng Qingyun were a bit too big and looked a bit empty, but there was nothing that could be done about it. Feng Qingxue was inexperienced, and visual inspection was not that accurate. Moreover, Feng Qingyun would grow taller, so a bigger one would be just right. .

Feng Qingyun tugged on the skirt of her clothes, stamped her feet, and smiled happily.

"Sister, sister, I have clothes, I have shoes!" she repeated over and over again impatiently.

"When people ask where the clothes came from, just say that I got them from many people when I went out." Feng Qingxue warned.

"Sister, I originally asked for it!"

Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "Yes, we just begged for it. But we can't tell others that we begged for steamed buns, eggs and rice. If someone asks us what delicious food we begged for, just say it's sweet potato noodles mixed with sorghum." Noodles.”

Feng Qingyun nodded, "I understand, sister. They know that we are coming to have delicious food, and they will also beg for food. When there are more people begging for food, we will have less food. I won't Tell them! The steamed buns mixed with sweet potato noodles and sorghum noodles are also delicious. I said they are the steamed buns eaten in our cafeteria."

The steamed buns eaten in the cafeteria? Feng Qingxue was confused.

Soon, she remembered.

The collective canteen has just been disbanded. Before, everyone ate from a big pot. What does the wowotou look like? It is a steamed steamed bun made of sweet potato noodles mixed with corn and wheat straw stems and leaves, as well as sweet potato vines, and the stems and leaves of these crops account for two-thirds.

It is this kind of steamed buns that everyone treats as a treasure. They can only eat them during busy farming seasons, and usually drink thin soup.

"So smart!" Feng Qingxue touched Feng Qingyun's head.

Although they only got along for half a day and a half, Feng Qingxue found that the child in front of her was quite smart.

It would be a shame not to send such a smart child to school.

Feng Qingxue decided to send her to school when she was two years older. When the college entrance examination opened, she was already in her thirties and might not have the chance to take the college entrance examination. But Feng Qingyun was only in her twenties and could go to college. This way Only then will there be a better future.