The couple made a living in the 1950s.

Seeing his elder brother's behavior, Ding Qiang frowned, stood up and took Liu Meijia's hand and walked towards his home.

After the couple left, Ding Qiang's sister-in-law quickly helped her son up from the ground and brought him back into the house.

In the bedroom on the second floor of the Bai family, Lin Manyu nestled in Bai Ye's arms.

"Aye, let's go to Dong'an Market and buy some fruits on Sunday."

Bai Ye placed the "Strategies of the Warring States" in his hand on the bedside table and kissed Lin Manyu on the forehead.

"Next March, I will try to get some more grape seedlings and plant them under the pergola."

"Let them climb up along the pergola, no need to build a grape trellis."

"The grapes I planted last time were not good and none of them survived."

Lin Hanyu lay in Bai Ye's arms and nodded, "Last time we planted grapes in autumn, this time we plant them in spring and hope they will grow well."

In Erbao's bedroom downstairs, the kerosene lamp in the room was still on.

Erbao was lying on the kang, thinking about what happened at school today.

Brother Mingbo is going to take the high school entrance exam next year, so now is the time for him to seize the time and study hard.

When his younger sister had trouble solving a physics problem, both he and his older brother could have explained it to her.

Why does Brother Mingbo take so much of his own time to explain the questions to his sister?

He was so absorbed in his thoughts when he heard the door open. He looked up and saw his brother standing at the door.

The two brothers were lying on the kang, chatting idly.

"Brother, we have to keep an eye on our sister's homework from now on. We can't let her accumulate a lot of questions she doesn't know how to do."

"Otherwise, what if she really can't get into high school with her grades?"

Erbao turned to look at his brother, "Actually, my sister is not stupid."

"I think her brain is not well developed. Our brains are developing fast."

"She is much better this year than last year."

Dabao couldn't help laughing when he saw his brother's serious look. "Do you remember the time when we sold Spring Festival couplets?"

"In my room, you said seriously that my sister is either not working hard or she is stupid."

Erbao met his brother's gaze and turned over to lie on the other side.

"Go turn off the lights!"

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was 1954.

The grapes planted by Bai Ye in the yard are growing well.

Before Jiang Mingbo started high school, Lin Manyu specially sent him two skewers to try.

He was the first high school student of his generation in the courtyard.

Overnight, you become someone else's child.

In the living room of the Bai family, Lin Hanyu sat in front of the sewing machine holding cloth to make clothes for Bai Ye.

This year, the State Council issued the "Order on the Implementation of Planned Purchase and Planned Supply of Cotton Cloth", stipulating that it would take effect from September 9 of the same year.

Cotton yarn and cotton cloth produced by all state-owned, cooperative, joint-state-private and private textile factories shall be supplied in a zoned, quantitative and voucher-based manner.

Since then, people in Beijing have officially entered the era of ticket economy in terms of clothing.

Textiles such as cotton cloth, cotton yarn, ready-made clothes, and cotton also became the first consumer industrial products to be supplied with vouchers in Beijing.

Now, each person in Beijing is issued 17 feet and 3 inches of cloth coupons every year, which is just enough for an adult to make a set of blue cloth uniform.

When Bai Ye entered the room, Lin Manyu was lying on the sofa eating red dates.

The red dates at home are just ripe and are delicious.

Lin Hanyu saw him coming and stood up to make room for him and let him sit next to her.

"Aye, are the children still playing at Li Ze's house?"

Bai Ye leaned back on the sofa and relaxed. "Studying at Li Ze's house."

"Just know how to study," Lin Hanyu looked at Bai Ye seriously.

"Aye, let me tell you, if they can't get into high school."

"I'll really beat them up and then make them take the test again."

Bai Ye smiled and nodded when he heard that.

At this moment, in Zhang Mei's house in the second courtyard of the main courtyard, the three treasures and Li Fanglei are studying seriously together.

Next year the four of them will also take the high school entrance exam.

In the evening, when the three treasures came home, Lin Manyu was sitting in front of the sewing machine making clothes for them.

Sanbao ran to Lin Hanyu's side and looked at her with his eyes wide open.

"Mom, please make me another small wallet."

"What do you need a wallet for? You don't have any money yet."

“I’ll have money when I go to college.”

Lin Yu looked at her daughter's serious expression and nodded with a smile.

When Bai Ye finished preparing dinner, Lin Hanyu had just finished making Dabao's cotton-padded clothes.

The family sat together in the restaurant and had dinner.

On the table, there were boiled pork with sauerkraut, braised spareribs with garlic sauce, salted duck eggs and rice porridge.

Erbao's eyes were shining as he looked at the salted duck eggs being cut into pieces by his mother on the table.

In this yard, his mother should be the only one who would eat salted duck eggs at home.

Cut it into small petals and arrange them on a plate to look like petals.

At this time, Wang Youjia's family was having dinner in the back house of the main courtyard.

Wang Youjia works as a waiter at Emei Restaurant. It was a rare occasion that he came home early today.

At the table, Zhang Daya looked at her eldest grandson Wang Baozu with a smile on her face.

Her eldest grandson is ten years old this year and is in the third grade of primary school. He is a filial child, but he is not good at studying. However, it is not a disadvantage.

My granddaughter will take the college entrance exam next year. When she finishes junior high school and is assigned a job, her grandson will also be taking the junior high school entrance exam.

If her grandson fails to pass the entrance exam, she will ask her granddaughter to give the assigned job to her grandson.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Wang Lai Di who was eating with her head down, and greed flashed in her eyes.

For girls who have finished junior high school, you can ask for more dowry when the time comes.

I think her son would agree too. So it seems that there is some benefit in the daughter-in-law insisting on letting her daughter go to school.

After she graduated from junior high school, her younger brother had a job and money to marry.

At this moment, Wang Lai Di didn't know what her grandmother was thinking and was thinking about how to make good use of her time to study.

Her mother told her that as long as she could read, she would do her best to let her continue reading.

Being admitted to junior high school was of great significance to her. As long as she had finished junior high school, it meant that she could at least be assigned a job.

The country has started public-private partnership this year. When she graduates, even if she fails to get into high school, she can still be a formal employee of the country.

Li Lanying saw that her daughter kept her head down while drinking porridge and did not eat any vegetables.

She reached out and picked up a piece of the leftover pig's trotters that her child's father had brought back from Emei Restaurant and gave it to her daughter.

She didn't care even though her son looked at her with dissatisfaction.

Her son was taught by his mother-in-law to speak ill of her frequently, and she had long been numb to the fact that she could no longer feel sad.

When Zhang Daya saw her granddaughter eating the pig's trotter, she felt so heartbroken.

He raised his hand and picked up the only two stewed radishes on the table.

"What is this girl eating?"

Wang Lai Di didn't say anything and lowered her head even more.

Li Lanying looked at the child's father fiercely when she saw this, and Wang Youjia turned his head and pretended not to see it.

At night, in the third courtyard of the main courtyard, at Ding Qiang's home, their son Ding Ruyang, who was just over a hundred days old, was sleeping soundly in bed.

Ding Qiang turned around and looked at his dozing wife with a smile.

"Jia Jia, there's news circulating in our office that after a while, the higher-ups will ban the private sale of houses."