Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

Chu Xun was tall, and at a glance he could see the accountant Qian standing on the tractor selling things.

"Milk, this is our brigade's stall."

Mrs. Chen immediately held her head high and felt quite proud, "Tsk, look at what they grabbed, the old lady's shoes were even squeezed out.

Did you see it? The one wearing a gray cotton-padded jacket is quite fat!

It's better for us. We don't have to queue up or crowd in. We can just go to the farm and buy whatever we want. "

Mrs. Chen spoke with a loud voice.

Upon hearing this, the people around knew that the three of them were from the Big Pig Pen, and they all cast envious glances at them.

Mrs. Chen was even more proud.

It was as if his whole body was glowing, and his chin almost lifted to the sky.

Old Mrs. Chen watched for a while and even exchanged a few words with the old man and lady next to her.

Then I walked around the market with a step of disowning my relatives.

Almost everything sold in the entire market is home-grown, such as green radish, Chinese cabbage, carrots, potato seeds, and frozen cabbage.

There is quite a market for this frozen cabbage.

Many people are buying it, but it’s actually nothing delicious. It’s just sauerkraut and potato seeds all winter long. Occasionally, I eat frozen cabbage for a change.

The cabbage used for frozen cabbage and pickled sauerkraut is different.

The cabbage used for pickling sauerkraut is very large and firm, while for frozen cabbage, the kind that has not grown well should be used.

They call it Pola Kezi here.

When eating, blanch it in water and eat it with the sauce. For the sauce, you need to stir-fry the red pepper noodles with soybean paste.

In addition, there are also sellers of various pickles, including pickled chive flowers, pickled cucumbers, leeks, and mustard knots.

There are also sun-dried radish strips, hazel mushrooms, bean skins, potato slices, chili shreds, etc.

None of the three were interested.

Mrs. Chen even muttered: "I don't pickle the sauerkraut much this year.

The brigade has fresh vegetables. Who likes to eat sauerkraut all the time? It’s not expensive for us to buy vegetables.

Buying a pound of leeks can make several soups.

I bought a small handful the day before yesterday and put some potato soup in it. Your father and your third uncle all drank it.

It's just a bit of a waste of food. Your father only has four big corn pancakes for a meal.

Plus a big bowl of rice porridge, especially your third uncle, even the two girls Qingzhi and Qingli can eat it.

But no Xiaofeng can eat it. "

Chen Qingyi:...! !

"Why are you just talking about others, but what about yourself?"

Who wouldn't eat more when he encounters something delicious? Chen Qingyi glanced at the old lady's face, which was getting paler and fatter.

Since she earned money, her mother's and her father's meals have skyrocketed.

Even her grandma loosened her grip a lot under the constant brainwashing of the little old lady.

Occasionally, I was willing to buy a rabbit to eat. When I was greedy, I bought a pound of pork. I also bought leeks twice this winter and persimmons to make soup.

I still don’t want to buy beans and eggplants.

Mrs. Zhao and Mr. Zhao are also much fatter than last year.

Chen Qingyi and the others would send something to Lao Chen's family, and they would also send something to Lao Zhao's family.

There is much more oil and water this year than before.

Mrs. Chen curled her lips and didn't take it seriously:

"I'm already halfway into the coffin. If I don't enjoy it now, when will I enjoy it?"

"Milk, the harvest is good this year, and there is a lot of food distributed! Besides, I eat a lot, and I don't have enough energy to paste matchboxes."

"Too."

Mrs. Chen thought that the amount of food she received this year was more than double that of previous years.

Started to feel happy again.

She also tried to make up for herself, fearing that she would leave a stingy impression in front of her future grandson-in-law:

“It’s not that I’m really distressed, it’s just that every time I cook, the pot is almost half full, and the food in the tank will be bottomed out in a few days. I used to plan on eating it.

I'm afraid that in autumn, the harvest will be cut off before the harvest is over.

I am also afraid that I will be hungry in the coming year.

Now that I suddenly ate it with my belly open, I felt a little uncomfortable. "

Not only her, but other families also feel the same way. Cats don’t work in winter, so it was good to be able to eat six cents full before.

Nowadays, no one cares about the food until it reaches my throat, and I am inevitably in a trance.

Not supportive, not adaptable.

Chen Qingyi and Chu Xun understood very well that their generation really did not live a good life.

Many people have stomach problems, almost always caused by hunger.

When the food was distributed before, several elderly people wiped away their tears. They were really crying with joy.

Chu Xun: "Nai, life will be good from now on."

Mrs. Chen nodded.

"Milk, didn't you say you wanted to buy tobacco leaves for my father? They sell them."

Chen Qingyi pointed and changed the topic. The stalls in this area were all selling baskets, earthen baskets, curtains, and brooms for washing pots and sweeping the floor.

There is a little yellow tobacco leaf in front of an old man holding a pipe in his mouth at the far end.

Mrs. Chen directly Bao Yuan'er.

Going further west, there are people selling firecrackers and red paper.

No matter how poor the family is, they will buy a few pieces of red paper to write couplets, write the word "blessing", and cut window grilles. Whose couplets are written best?

This family became very proud years ago, and many people came to ask for it.

Not only do they write couplets, but people with better conditions also buy a few more pieces of red paper.

Write about seeing good things when you go out, there are pigs and cows in the pen, and even people with bicycles post a note that it is safe to go out.

In addition, a Stove King will be posted on the stove.

They are all written by myself. The first line is for heaven to send good things, and the second line is for the lower world to ensure peace.

There is not much market for the God of Wealth right now.

Not allowed to post either.

Mrs. Chen bought five pieces of big red paper. There are many doors in rural courtyards, such as gates, house doors, east-west room doors, warehouse doors...

Chen Qingyi didn't buy it, but Zhao Xiangmei said she would, and specifically asked not to buy too much.

The place selling firecrackers also has three floors inside and three floors outside. Most of them are children, and Chen Qingfeng and Chu Heng are actually here!

Chen Qingyi squeezed over and patted his shoulder: "Third brother, where is our grandma?"

"My grandma left with our mother." Chen Qingfeng shouted in Chen Qingyi's ear, but she couldn't do it without shouting, because she couldn't listen.

Chen Qingyi nodded, knowing that her grandma disliked her third brother, the monkey in the sky.

Mrs. Zhao and Chen Qingfeng walked together like Sun Wukong and Tang Monk who had just jumped out of Wuzhishan.

One walked slowly, and the other ran joltingly.

"Xiaoyi~"

Chen Qingyi: "Huh?"

"Xiaoyi~Sister~" Chen Qingfeng's sugar content can reach [-] on an empty stomach.

Chu Xun had a straight face and couldn't bear to look at it. Old Mrs. Chen couldn't stand it either and wrinkled her face:

"You're quite a young man. You spoke so politely that you gave me goosebumps."

"Hehe..." Chen Qingfeng pointed to the firecrackers, "Let's buy more this year. Look, there are two kickers this year.

The stall owner just said that this one keeps ringing.

When it is released, it makes a loud bang, which is very majestic! "