Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

Chen Qingyi lowered her head and ate melon seeds honestly, listening to Zhao Xiangmei and Lao Zhaitou talking about ancient times.

Zhao Xiangmei took a sip of tea, held the teapot, and sighed:

“Life is so good now!

Never even dreamed about it.

When I was a child, my family was poor and we never had any snacks. We, this generation, never had anything good. "

"How could we have these good dishes before? It's great to be able to make two or three dumplings during the Chinese New Year."

"On New Year's Eve, we make New Year dumplings for dinner and give out paper dumplings at midnight."

"No dumplings on the first day of the lunar month, but New Year dumplings on the second day of the lunar month."

"As soon as I got to the third grade of junior high school, there was nothing delicious to eat, so my grandma started making small rice porridge, big rice cakes, and corn flour pancakes."

“Sometimes we also put some dried wild vegetables and sweet potato noodles in the pancakes!”

"Even at noon on New Year's Eve, we only stir-fry four dishes and one stir-fry dried tofu."

“One shredded pickled cabbage for stir-fried shredded pork, one for stewed tofu with cabbage, and sometimes the tofu is fried in oil and stir-fried.

It's that simple.

They are reluctant to kill chickens, and there is nothing to feed them at home. It is not easy to raise a few chickens. "

"Even Qingsong and Qingbai didn't eat anything good when they were young. When I was hungry, I took the sauerkraut out of the tank, washed it and ate it.

I can’t even bear to bake potatoes! "

"The days gradually got better later..."

Zhao Xiangmei curled up the corners of her lips, chuckled, and took another sip of tea, "It can be regarded as relying on Chen Changbo."

"In 1960, during the most difficult three or four years in [-], Chen Changbo mailed grain to his home several times."

"Fortunately, the harvest here is not bad. In the past two years, God has blessed us with good harvests!"

So for Mrs. Chen and Mr. Chen who love to eat, she has never laughed at the prodigal family.

Human beings have their own way of living.

What happened to your love for food?

Who dares to say that they don’t like good food?

She felt that Mr. Chen and his wife were more blessed than her parents and lived a more leisurely life. Her parents had saved their whole lives and were reluctant to eat or wear clothes.

That's it, people, sometimes don't be too careful.

Zhao Xiangmei glanced at the eldest daughter who was sitting obediently on the bed, eating melon seeds and dried fruits.

This girl also loves to enjoy herself, and she has also taken advantage of it. She has eaten so many new things this year.

Looking at my precious daughter and strong son makes my heart light up.

He patted the kang, smiled and said loudly: "I have hope for this day!"

Lao Zhaitou also laughed: "Yes, there is hope!"

Chen Qingfeng, Chu Xun, and Chu Heng were in the kitchen, and the bowls and brushes clinked.

During the Chinese New Year, the whole family can't just chat.

Chen Qingfeng suggested playing cards.

Chen Qingyi blinked. She didn't like playing this game. She didn't like playing cards or mahjong.

People who play cards always get angry over a penny.

The key is that she doesn't know how to play! !

What she had at home were not playing cards, but leaf cards, which were long and thin. Mrs. Chen and the others were so cute playing them.

"You guys go ahead and play, Fubao and I will play for a while. It's the Chinese New Year and he needs to eat something good.

Dress up again. "

Chen Qingfeng screamed strangely: "Fu Bao is already so flashy, why do you still need to dress up?

It's just a bird, how should it dress up? "

Fu Bao rolled his eyes, "Why can't I dress up? I can paint my paws with red nails!"

Oh mo!

Everyone in the room:...

Could it be that Fu Bao is a female parrot?

Chen Qingyi coughed lightly, "Our Fubao is a handsome young man, Fubao, come here..."

"Dangdang, are you surprised or not? Do you like it?"

Fubao:...! ?

Then Chen Qingyi took out a small dress with flowers embroidered on it.

Others were also silent...

"To be honest, Fubao's hair is not as good-looking!" Chu Heng said carelessly.

Chen Qingyi scratched her head and twitched her lips, "This is just one of them, I've prepared others!"

She immediately ran to the west room and mysteriously took out two things from the big closet.

Another gust of wind came back.

Fu Bao's eyes lit up when he saw the thing in her hand. He immediately rubbed his wings and blew a rainbow fart.

"Xiaoyi is the best. This shelf is so beautiful. What kind of beads are you stringing?

It's still shiny, oh, there's even a red ribbon floating on it!

This nest is also beautiful and very soft..." Fu Bao stepped forward and stepped on it, "Is it made of rabbit fur? "

Fu Bao was in a good mood, so the bird was particularly diligent. He flew to the stove and picked up four boxes of matchsticks.

Chu Xun didn't play either, so just four of them formed a round, one person per box!

They took down a thick quilt and spread it on the kang to make it easier to draw cards. The four of them started fighting, a matchstick battle!

At this time, the matchsticks are no longer ordinary matchsticks.

It's Niu Hulu matchstick!

It represents honor, status, luck, and wisdom. Chen Qingyi watched as Old Man Zhai blew a breath into the palm of his hand.

Among the four, Zhao Xiangmei was the best, and Chu Heng was a food addict.

Fu Bao watched and jumped anxiously, flew to his shoulder and stood up, acting as a strategist and giving random orders.

Won two more!

Chu Heng finally couldn't be moved anymore, or he was in a complicated mood.

He didn't want to admit that he was worse than a bird in playing cards, so he insisted that he was lucky in these two games.

Fubao didn't fight with him and flew to the shoulder of Chen Qingfeng, who was second in line, to watch the battle.

then……

Chen Qingfeng is very arrogant and domineering:

"Hahaha, Chu Heng, you only have five matchsticks left. You are not very lucky in that position.

How about we change places? "

Chu Heng frowned and refused to believe in evil.

Fu Bao continued to ramble, "Chu Heng, how about I help you again?"

Only by being around Chu Heng can its value be reflected!

"Okay, let's use our swords together and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor behind. If I win, I'll give you a home in a while!"

Fu Bao pointed, sometimes raising his paws, sometimes waving his wings.

"Oh, I asked you to play this, play this, didn't you remember the cards they played?"

"You listen to me, if you don't you will lose!"

Fu Bao was so angry that he scratched Chu Heng's head, obviously dissatisfied with his stupidity and insistence.

Chen Qingyi and Chu Xun:...

"You said that if we win, should Chu Heng win or Fubao win?"

Chu Xun's lips twitched: "Count it a blessing!"

Qingqi is stupid for not wanting to admit that this is his brother.

Chu Heng, who heard the two whispering, was very unconvinced and vowed to avenge his shame.

Chen Qingfeng, Zhao Xiangmei, and Lao Zhaitou didn't want to lose to a bird!

Four people and one bird have mixed feelings!

Gear up!