I just packed it in a small cloth bag and put it behind the back basket, and there was a rabbit and a pheasant in the back basket. With these things, it was still dark.

Full of hope, Zhao Guoqing rode his bicycle to the Red Star Commune.

Chapter 16 The Great Harvest

Zhao Guoqing rode his bicycle fast, and when he arrived at Hongxing Commune, it was just dawn.

He looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no one around, he quietly knocked on Boss Zhao's door.

"Come? Is no one following?"

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, I'm careful!"

Zhao Guoqing nodded, this year's behavior like this is still speculative.

However, if you are really hungry, let alone eating meat, it is not easy to even get some rice to eat.

You have to ask for a ticket to buy any in-demand supplies!

Take the current pork as an example, it is not expensive and you need a meat ticket. A catty of pork is better than a piece of fat meat, and the lean meat that is almost is about [-] cents, and the general one is [-] cents.

But not everyone can afford this one yuan per catty of meat.

After all, these days, Zhao Guoqing's family drank corn porridge every day, and he was reluctant to eat white rice.

More than ten catties of rice are only about one yuan and five catties. Zhao's family can eat ten catties of rice for a month, and put a little bit when it is used to make porridge.

But it is only enough to buy more than a catty of pork.

A catty of pork is more than enough to eat, it is not enough for one meal, and the ten catties of rice can be eaten for a month.

Because money is hard to earn, and there are too few ways to earn money.

This time Zhao Guoqing brought the bamboo fungus, although there was a basket when he picked it up, but once dried, the bamboo fungus left less than five catties.

Three yuan and five catties cost nearly 17 yuan.

Fortunately, he also brought a rabbit and a pheasant. These two things were combined, and they were all exchanged for food stamps. There were fifty catties of food stamps, five catties of pork stamps, and some kerosene stamps and sugar stamps.

There are about ten yuan left, plus the little money I saved, about 30 yuan.

Originally, Zhao Guoqing wanted to change some cloth tickets and make some clothes for his family, but now that he has less money, he has to start preparing more food.

After all, I really want to build a house.

You have to hire someone to do the work. In rural areas, relatives, friends and neighbors come to help. You can pay less or no wages, but you must have white rice and some meat.

Otherwise, you can't ask anyone to help, and others can't build a house for you hungry?

So you need to save more food stamps and prepare more.

Moreover, the food in the family is so poor, let alone malnutrition after a long time, even he can't bear it, so he has to find a way to improve the life of the family.

So Zhao Guoqing got the money and food stamps.

The first thing he did was to buy pork. He came early, thinking that he ate as much rice as two educated youths last time, and this time he had some money to make bamboo fungus and sell rabbits, so he bought three catties of meat!

I bought the kind of good meat with fat and thin, and I gave the meat ticket and returned three yuan.

Zhao Guoqing also saw that there were pork lungs on the chopping board for the meat seller, which looked quite big, and said that he didn't need a ticket for twenty cents. He saw that the pork lung weighed two or three catties, so he simply bought one.

This thing is considered meaty at any rate, so it's good to buy it and stew some pumpkin.

After buying these things, Zhao Guoqing bought ten more fried dough sticks, each fried dough stick cost eight cents a piece, which is a rare thing with oil and water.

Soaking fried dough sticks in sugar water these days is already the best food in a family.

It is estimated that only the daughter-in-law is willing to eat two bites during confinement.

The premise is that the husband's family is generous and willing to be willing to the daughter-in-law, otherwise, the fried dough sticks in sugar water will be unpalatable.

After Zhao Guoqing returned home, he quietly stuffed some fried dough sticks for his younger siblings and mother, because the family was short of oil and water.

The pig heart and lungs were given to the mother.

Liu Zhenfang smiled when she saw such a large piece of pig heart and lung, she was very happy.

"Oh, I just dug out some potatoes at home. I will stew this at noon and keep it delicious. I will ask your grandma later. I will let you have a dry meal at noon..."

The dry food in this family is still corn mush, and Granny Mei has to give her a nod.

"Mom, why don't you think of a way to separate the family? This day is going well. You have to eat a dry meal, and the old lady has to nod. How aggrieved..."

Zhao Guoqing frowned.

This family is really separated, and my mother is the one who suffers the most.

The one who does the most work is the one who suffers the most.

"Well, your father is not happy about it. We have a lot of children and there is never enough food. I'm afraid you will starve."

Liu Zhenfang sighed, in fact, she also wanted to separate.

But separation is easy to say, but at first Zhao Gui was not happy, and Mrs. Mei and the others were not happy either.

Secondly, his family has few people earning work points, but there are many children, and the annual food distribution is not enough to eat. It doesn't matter if the family is divided, she will work harder, at least the children still have corn mush to drink.

In case, in case the family is separated, maybe the youngest child will starve to death.

In the early years, who didn't starve to death?

When the family got together, even if they ate corn mush every day, the children stuttered and did not starve to death.

"Mom, don't worry, life will be more and more hopeful, and life will get better and better in the future. We have to separate and live in a big house in the future, hehe..."

Liu Zhenfang did not believe what Zhao Guoqing said.

This son is as stubborn as a cow, he doesn't worry at all, he is talking, and she starts to complain when he talks.

Said she was a good girl, why did Zhao Guoqing refuse to do so?

As soon as he said this, Zhao Guoqing quickly hid, unwilling to listen to it any more.

Perhaps because of the pig's heart and lungs, Mrs. Mei finally agreed to have a dry meal at noon, but it was not pure white rice, but bean rice.

It's just some rice with a lot of mung beans and peas in it.

There is very little rice, just a bean meal, but it is much better than corn mush.

Liu Zhenfang skillfully pulled out all the white tendons in the middle of the pig's heart and lungs, then used the heart and lungs to drain the water, added ginger to the pot, stir-fried, added potatoes and boiled!

Although the heart and lungs will float up in the end, but after all, it is meaty, and the fragrance wafts out all at once!

Not only Zhao Guoqing's house, but also the neighbors far away can smell this fragrance!

Many people poked their heads out to look around, and found that the scent was coming from Liu Zhenfang's house. Some people enviously asked Liu Zhenfang who was going to wash clothes in the river.

Today, I stewed meat at home, so delicious?

"What kind of meat is that? My family bought a pair of pig heart and lungs early on the National Day, and boiled some potatoes..."

"Pig heart and lung, that thing is actually delicious, full of flavor!"

Even pig heart and lungs are not serious pork.

But speaking out, it was still enviable, but when Liu Zhenfang came home after washing her clothes, she planned to see if the pig's heart and lungs were cooked.

When I opened the jar, I froze for a moment.

Originally, a jar was full of potatoes and pig heart and lungs, but now, the pig heart and lungs are less than half, and the potatoes are also missing a lot.

She glanced at the main room, sighed, and said nothing.

But when it was time to eat, Mrs. Mei started acting like a demon again!

Chapter 17

"A pair of heart and lungs weighs a few kilograms. Why is it so small? Also, second daughter-in-law, did you steal it?"

Old Madam Mei stared.

Liu Zhenfang was wronged in her heart, but she shook her head again and again.

"Mom, how could it be me? I've been married for so many years, but I've never eaten it secretly. You should know it in your heart..."

When Liu Zhenfang said this, she couldn't help but glanced at the table.

This reminded her of last year's Chinese New Year when she used radishes to cook meat. Mrs. Mei also said that she ate it secretly, but after a final investigation, she found nothing.

But Liu Zhenfang saw that a bowl was missing at home, and the bowl and chopsticks were finally brought out from the uncle's main room.

At that time, she said something extra, but was severely scolded by Mrs. Mei and sister-in-law.

But today, she actually saw the back of her sister-in-law coming out of the kitchen, and she seemed to be holding something in her hand, but she was walking too fast, and she didn't have a clear view from the front.

"You are cooking in the kitchen, who else is it? You know if you have stolen food!"

Old Madam Mei had a dark face. Anyway, she had always been pleasing to her daughter-in-law, and she never liked her.

"What did you say, why do you always wrong my mother every time you buy some good things? You have said it all, if you don't want to think about it, separate the family, don't accuse Sang Huai..."

Zhao Guoqing stared, and said something very unhappy.

On the other hand, Liu Zhenfang came to tug on his sleeve to make him stop talking.

Zhao Gui over there scolded hummingly: "What, are you full? That's your grandma, why did you talk to the elders?"

"Don't talk about it, hurry up, sit down and eat, there is dry rice to eat today..."

Zhao Quan was an honest man, so he hurried to make a mess. The boss, Zhao Fu and his wife had quick hands and eyesight, and they had already put the dry rice into bowls, pressing and pressing hard.

Almost crushed the porcelain bowl.

Then I stood up to pick and choose, and filled my own bowl with heart and lung soup, but saw the old man Zhao who was seated suddenly coughed and told the boss and his wife to stop.

"Boss, wait a minute, let your mother share the meat dishes for you today, one spoon per person, no grabbing..."

According to the Zhao family's rules, when there are meat dishes in the house, it is Mrs. Mei who will share the dishes for everyone. As for who gets more and who gets less, whether the spoon shakes or not, it depends on Mrs. Mei's mood!

This habit has always been there. Now that the old man Zhao said it, Zhao Fu and his wife could only stop their movements, but the meaty soup had already been poured on it.

Mrs. Mei was hated by Zhao Guoqing.

Feeling uncomfortable, Zhao Fu and his wife had heart and lungs in their bowls, and Zhao Gui and Zhao Quan also had heart and lungs. When it was Zhao Guoqing's turn, they were all gone, only some radishes were left.

Liu Zhenfang was even worse. She didn't even have any radishes, only a little soup left to soak her rice.

Zhao Guoqing was very angry when he saw this appearance, and just about to get angry, he saw his mother Liu Zhenfang shaking her head anxiously at him.

"National Day, eat, don't talk about it, I beg you, eat quickly..."

Zhao Guoqing turned his head and saw third uncle Zhao Quan quietly put some heart and lungs in the bowl into his daughter-in-law's bowl, and third aunt secretly gave the heart and lungs in the bowl to daughter Zhao Dongmei.

His father, Zhao Gui, ate meat with his head down, and he didn't see his mother who was busy cooking for the family. There wasn't even a carrot in the bowl.

"Mom, you eat..."

Zhao Guoqing gave all the radishes in the bowl to his mother, and the desire to separate the family became stronger in his heart.

Mother Liu Zhenfang always does the hardest work, but eats the worst food, and is also the most angry every time, but she endures it.

It's really because she is always worried that she has many children.

Men are unreliable, relying on her alone as a woman, there are three small children in the family, and the food earned by work points is not enough to eat.

What's more, my younger brother is still studying. Although the family does not allow him to study every year, Liu Zhenfang insists on it every time. Zhao Youqing will be in the third grade in the second half of the year.

It's just the annual tuition fee, which is difficult!

For this money, the family would quarrel countless times every time, and Liu Zhenfang would cry countless times.

But even so, Liu Zhenfang insisted on asking her son to read more books.

After the family had finished eating and the third aunt was washing the dishes, Liu Zhenfang could take a breath and go back to her room, pulling Zhao Guoqing to talk.

It's okay to persuade him to take less time to fight, and it's okay to eat less. Although Mrs. Mei is nagging, but the younger brother studies, the family always pays for it.

Take it easy everyone, no, the children will be able to read.

"Mom, it's not about saving money, you can't even eat, and it's meaningless to live. At home, you can still eat dry meals at home, but grandma just refuses, that's stingy..."

In his previous life, Zhao Guoqing always thought that his family was really poor and couldn't get rid of it.

But when the eldest brother Zhao Daqing came back, grandma gave him 300 yuan and a bunch of food stamps, so I realized that I was wrong.

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