Quick Wear: Men Farming and Women Weaving

Yan Bugui thought that Yi Zhonghai was a level 6 worker and had money, so as long as he took good care of his son, he would send some gifts over privately without asking for permission.

He sighed grimly, if he didn't have so many children in his family, he wouldn't have made such calculations. With his teacher's salary of more than 20 yuan, he couldn't support his family at all. He got the gold because of his youngest daughter, but he couldn't use it until he was in trouble. Besides, he was afraid of the gossips of people in the courtyard.

Yi Yongkang saw that he was not surprised at all and guessed what Yan Jiedi meant by her expression.

He just wanted to weather the future storms safely at school and keep his family safe.

There are still four years left before the three-year famine ends. We must find a way to find food or something to fill our stomachs during these five years.

After Yan Bugui distributed the textbooks, he explained the rules of the class for a full half hour. It was not until the bell rang that he realized that the get out of class was over.

I spent half a day in school, learned some basic knowledge, and went to the cafeteria to eat with my classmates.

Yan Jiedi had already gone to her father's house for dinner and didn't have to pay to eat in the cafeteria.

Yi Zhonghai had already found out about the meals in the elementary school cafeteria. The best staple food was rice or cornmeal buns, and porridge made from coarse grains, which was especially throat-slicing. The side dishes were ordinary cabbage and radish vermicelli, and occasionally pork for a bit of meat flavor.

Before going out for work, he stuffed a dollar into his son's pocket and touched his head a few times lovingly.

The children were making a lot of noise in the cafeteria. Yi Yongkang avoided the children in his class and chose rice with braised eggplant and hot and sour cabbage, paying two cents for it.

The child next to him looked at the dishes he ordered with envy, then looked at his own three cents, which was only enough for a bowl of coarse porridge and a steamed bun. A feeling of jealousy spread in his heart, and he looked at Yi Yongkang with a perceptive look.

Yi Yongkang didn't care about the looks of the children next to him and finished his meal.

On the first day of school, the teacher only taught him a few words to read a poem. He found it very simple and remembered it after reading it only once.

In the evening, after school, the children living together in the courtyard ran home.

Aunt Yi had already prepared dinner at home and was waiting for her son to come back. She was very anxiously worried that her son would be bullied at school, and her eyes were always fixed towards the gate.

When she saw her son appear at the door, Aunt Yi happily pulled her son.

"Xiaobao, how are you doing in school?"

"Mom, I learned a lot of words and met a lot of classmates in school."

Aunt Yi felt relieved when she saw that her son did not look wronged.

At this moment, footsteps were heard at the door.

Yi Zhonghai came back from work.

The whole family happily gathered together to eat dinner, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Time passed very quickly. The boy from the Jia family in the middle courtyard also started to jump around, causing trouble for things in the yard and often bullying the children in the yard. When their parents came to the house, Zhang blamed them indirectly, while Qin Huairu stood by and wiped her tears weakly without saying a word.

He Yuzhu, who was living opposite the Jia family, was distracted by Qin Huairu's beautiful, fair face and slim and plump figure. He was very envious of Jia Dongxu and thought about finding a girl who was more beautiful than her one day so that people in the yard would envy him.

The bell of Red Star Primary School rang, and all the children rushed out of the school and headed home.

"Xiaobao, let's go fishing with my dad in the countryside tomorrow."

"Okay, let's go together tomorrow."

Yi Yongkang was walking on the street, feeling extremely anxious as he thought that the famine would begin in less than two years.

Although he has a space with a lot of supplies in it, his parents will definitely be worried if there are things of unknown origin in the house. Some things are not in line with the times and cannot be used at all, so he can only use them secretly.

In the past two years, because he had his own private time at school, he also secretly bought a lot of food and brought it home. The couple did not object to their son's love of buying food or eating, and they were worried that their son had no money, so they secretly gave him a lot.

I was thinking that I could go to the countryside with Uncle San to go fishing or dig wild vegetables on my day off tomorrow, and secretly bring some food from the space.

When Yan Jiedi heard the answer, she glanced cautiously to the side.

Looking at the young boy next to me, he has a handsome and tall figure, short and shiny black hair, and fair skin. He is wearing a clean and tidy blue shirt and black pants.

She didn't know why her heart was beating very fast and a blush spread across her face.

Yi Yongkang didn't notice that her expression was strange. He passed by a shop and saw that they sold cakes. He bought some green bean cakes and chestnut cakes for about three yuan and gave half of them to Yan Jiedi.

Yan Jiedi felt very happy as she held the snack tied with red paper.

When she returned home, the sharp-eyed uncle saw what his daughter was holding and knew from the wrapping paper that it was bought from the dim sum shop on West Street.

"this is mine"

When the third uncle heard what his daughter said, he coughed a few times uncomfortably.

"This is a gift from the Yi family boy, right?"

“Only he will give you food.”

"Your dad hasn't eaten at that dim sum shop yet."

The third uncle rolled his eyes and thought about letting his daughter share.

The three Yan Jiecheng brothers also stared closely at what she was holding.

"I can only give it to you two." Yan Jiedi looked at her parents and brother.

Backyard Yijia

Yi Yongkang put the things on the table and saw that his mother was busy in the kitchen. He did not disturb her. He said hello and went back to the bedroom next door.

Now the bedroom next door is decorated in a style close to that of the 90s. The curtains on the windows are hung with light blue fabrics. Next to it is a large mahogany desk filled with various books on painting, as well as a black fountain pen that Yi Zhonghai specially bought from a department store.

Near the innermost part is a large double bed with a thick blue plaid quilt and old coarse cloth sheets of the same style, and a large solid wood wardrobe with double doors next to the bed.

Yi Yongkang opened the window to let in some air and sunlight, and suddenly he found traces of someone prying the window with tools.

He is in the habit of locking the doors and windows before going out.

I stuck my head out the window and saw that the person who came in had blatantly not dealt with the shoe marks.

Seeing the prints on the soles of the shoes were those of women, he guessed it was Zhang from the courtyard house, as she was the only one with dirty hands and feet.

Yi Yongkang had a plan in mind and quietly looked away.

At this time in another house in the central courtyard.

"Damn you little bastard"

"I'm so mad"

"I should have let you fall to death in your mother's womb"

“They locked all the doors and windows.”

"That house should be my family's."

At this time, Zhang was furious and cursed loudly. She threw the quilt and clothes on the kang to the ground, but she was reluctant to smash the cups and kettle beside her.

She had been coveting Yi Zhonghai's family's money for a long time, but unfortunately, that little bastard Yi Yongkang appeared.