Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

The meaning is very clear. I don't even care about the deputy factory director, so why would I care about a crappy leader like you in the hospital?

The third uncle smiled and said, "Muzi, you can take care of the affairs of the courtyard, but you still have to get the unplanned supplies in our courtyard."

"I can't do it!"

Yang Muzi said decisively: "You think it's easy for me to get some food? I'm constantly wandering around the city all day long, and the supplies I get are not enough for our four children. How can I get you any unplanned supplies?"

"Everyone, just wish you the best." "Humph!"

The three old men snorted at the same time. Their goal was not achieved, which made them feel unhappy.

At this time, Liang Ladi suddenly stood up, raised her hand and said, "Uncle One, Uncle Two, Uncle Three, I want to report something."

Uncle Yi: "You say."

Liang Ladi said with a grim expression, "This afternoon, I went to the grain store to buy food, but all the food was sold out. I would like to remind everyone that if you are out of food at home these two days, you should go to queue up to buy food early tomorrow morning."

"What? The grain store is out of food." "How could this happen?"

"Oh my god, someone is going to die."

"We are out of noodles. I will go to the grain store to queue up tomorrow morning. No, tonight."

The people in the yard were talking about it. Everyone was terrified.

Cities are different from rural areas. For city dwellers, the grain store is the base camp for food. If there is no food in the grain store, everyone will starve.

The people in the courtyard were in a panic, a panic that people today may not understand.

To put it more clearly, you run out of rice or flour at home, so you go to the supermarket to buy some, but the supermarket also sells them.

In this situation, if there are several children in the family, everyone would panic.

"If there is no food in the grain store, we can only get supplies outside the plan."

"Yes, we still have to rely on unplanned supplies."

"The unplanned supplies are too expensive, and our family has no money." "Wuwuwu...I won't live any longer."

The more people in the yard discussed it, the more frightened they felt. Their final hope lay on unplanned supplies.

"If you ask me, you should go to Muzi for this matter." "Muzi, we have been neighbors for many years, you can't just ignore it!"

"Muzi, what do you think we should do..." Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Muzi at the same time.

Yang Muzi spread his hands and said, "As for the unplanned materials, you guys should get them by yourselves. I can't do anything about it."

"Muzi, our family is cut off." "Brother Muzi, I beg you."

"Muzi, child, please have mercy!"

"Muzi, our family is really out of food. I kneel down for you. No matter what, give me some flour. I will pay you and will not treat you unfairly."

The neighbors refused to give in, and some even threatened to kneel down. Yang Muzi said nothing, pretending not to hear.

"It's bad, it's bad, Uncle One, Uncle Two, Uncle Three, something big has happened."

Suddenly, Wang Jianguo ran into the yard in panic. "Jianguo is back." Uncle Yi: "Jianguo, what's the situation with the grain prices in Pigeon City?"

Wang Jianguo was out of breath and said in a sad voice: "Uncle Yi, there is no food to buy in Pigeon City."

"What!!!" "How could this happen!" "Oh my God, I can't survive!"

The people in the Siheyuan were devastated.

The grain in the grain store has been sold out, and there is no grain on the black market either, which means there is a complete food shortage.

Yang Muzi's expression was calm. This was within his expectations.

The grain stores have run out of food, so there is no doubt that the food on the black market must also be out of stock.

To put it bluntly, the grain store is the food pocket, and the black market is the food that accidentally spills out of the food pocket.

It is not surprising that the big rivers are dry and the small rivers are dry. "Oh my God, you really don't want us to live." "We only have five kilograms of flour, how can we survive?" "The sky is falling, we can't live." "Old Jia, help me!"

For a while, the courtyard was filled with wailing.

To be honest, people's lives have been quite tight in recent years, but they are not impossible to survive.

Because unplanned materials have become an indispensable part of people's lives.

If the quota of food or supplies is not enough, you can spend some money to buy some high-priced supplies and still get by, but you will just be tight on money.

And now.

The quota was not enough to begin with, and it was suddenly reduced by one tenth, so it was impossible to get materials beyond the plan.

People's lives suddenly fell into an unprecedented darkness. "Okay, everyone, be quiet!"

Uncle Yi said, "Since it has come to this, everyone should just tighten their belts and live a frugal life. I don't believe that we can't survive without unplanned supplies."

Uncle San said, "We have to live through hard times. Even if the ration is reduced by 10%, we can still survive. At worst, we can stop eating white flour and eat more 200g flour."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent, and were all thinking about how to live in the future.

"I'm sleepy. If you're fine, I'll go back to sleep!" Yang Muzi yawned and walked towards the backyard.

Xu Damao gritted his teeth and said, "You still have the mind to sleep. If you can't get the materials outside the plan, I wonder what you will do in the future?"

His words startled everyone, and they couldn't help but look at Yang Muzi. "Yes, Yang Muzi will have a hard time in the future."

"You're right. If we can't get any unplanned supplies in the future, this kid is doomed."

"In my opinion, their family will be the first to starve to death in our courtyard."

"What kind of person is this? He doesn't know how to be anxious at all. He has four children at home."

The topic of everyone's discussion fell on Yang Muzi.

Everyone knows that Yang Muzi's family lives a good life, but it's all because Yang Muzi can get supplies beyond the plan.

Now that unplanned supplies are no longer available, Yang Muzi's family will definitely be the first to starve.

He has four children, and each one is a bigger eater than the other.

Early the next morning.

At daybreak, everyone in the courtyard got up early and went to the grain store in a group.

When everyone arrived at the grain store, there was already a long queue in front of the door.

Qin Huairu looked at the endless long queue and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Their family now has only five kilograms of white flour, which is just enough for the whole family if they eat as much as they want.

There were so many people buying food that it was not until six in the morning that Qin Huairu and other people in the courtyard finally reached the door.

At this time, the clerk of the grain store came out and shouted, "Everyone, go back. There is no more food. If you want some, come back tomorrow morning."

“No more food…”

Qin Huairu was even more panicked. If they couldn't get food tomorrow, their family would really starve.

"Why don't you give us food? We have tickets." "It doesn't matter even if we have tickets. We have no food."

"Oh, what do you do? There's not enough food."

"It's our fault. Do you understand natural disasters? If you want to eat white flour, remember to come early tomorrow morning."

The people in the courtyard left dejectedly.

In the evening, the people in the courtyard held another meeting. After discussion, they agreed to let the women who were not working go to the grain store to line up in the early morning.

At four o'clock in the morning of the next day, the women in the courtyard got up and set out for the grain store again.

But when we got there, there was still no food because you and the others who came earlier had snatched away the food.

"We can't survive anymore." "We're out of food." "We're out of food too." "Oh my God..."

Back at the courtyard, the neighbors broke down and cried one by one.

In order to save food, the workers did not eat breakfast and went to work on an empty stomach.

As a key national support unit, the steel rolling mill will definitely not run out of food. If the workers skip breakfast, they can have a big meal in the factory at noon.

When the workers got off work in the evening, they came back with depressed and pale faces.

After working all day, I only have a full meal at noon, and then go home hungry at night. No one can stand this feeling.

Originally, the city’s food quota was barely enough.

But because we had just entered a year of famine, people had the concept of storing food.

So when buying food, everyone exchanged all their food coupons for food, which led to a shortage of food. Some families hoarded some food, while some families had no food.

The people living in Siheyuan belong to the latter because there are more workers in Siheyuan.

Jia's family. After using up one day's ration for two days, they still had more than two kilograms of flour.

On this day, Jia Dongxu did not go to the factory to eat, nor did he eat at home to save some money.

Qin Huairu, Jia Zhangshi and the deaf old lady did not eat anything in the morning, but each of them ate a little at noon.

By the afternoon, there was no food left at home, so we had two pounds of white flour, which we planned to save for the banggeng. The adults were reluctant to eat it.

So, Jia Dongxu was tired after a day's work and went home hungry, but still had no food to eat.

evening.

The deaf old lady came to Jia's house with a cane. "Huai Ru, I'm hungry. Please give me something to eat."

Qin Huairu smiled bitterly: "Old lady, we have been hungry for a day and have nothing to eat."

The deaf old lady said dissatisfiedly: "I don't care. I gave my food allowance to you, so you have to take care of my food."

"Woooooooo..."

Qin Huairu cried: "Old lady, in this year of disaster, no one has anything to eat, and your food coupons are useless..."

The deaf old lady was furious: "I don't care, I'll give all my things to your family, you can't watch me starve."

As she spoke, she opened the Jia family's cupboard, and there happened to be two steamed buns in the cupboard, which were exactly the rations she planned to give to Banggeng tomorrow.

"Didn't you say there was no food? What is this? It belongs to me!" The old lady picked up the steamed bun and ran home like a fly. "Oh, what should I do?" Qin Huairu wanted to cry but had no tears. Jia Zhang was furious: "I will go find her and get the steamed bun back."

Jia Dongxu held Jia Zhang back and said, "Mom, no, that old woman promised to give us the house, we can't offend her..."

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Jia Zhang sat on the table and said angrily, "Those two steamed buns are for my grandson, why give them to that old man?"

Qin Huairu cried, "Mom, please don't lose the big picture because of the small."

Jia Zhang: "The old man won't live long. It's not a good thing for him to fight for our food every day."

"Why don't we just go all out and not give her any food." Qin Huairu: "No, for the sake of the house, we have to endure it."

the next day.

The Jia family had only one steamed bun, which was eaten by Bang Geng in the morning.

The whole family had to go hungry. The deaf old lady came and made a fuss again, but she couldn't find anything to eat after searching through all the drawers and cabinets. Finally, she left in a huff.

Not to mention the Jia family, half of the people in the courtyard were starving.

It was impossible to borrow food in this situation. Everyone was hungry and their emotions were unstable. They might even start a fight over a steamed bun.

On this day, Yang Muzi went out early and when he came back, he was carrying two pounds of pork belly.

"Damn, where did this guy get the pork belly!" "Asshole, why doesn't he just die!" "Eat, eat, eat, why don't you eat him to death."