Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

"Eat quickly, it's getting late, go home and sleep after dinner.

Zhaozhao, just soak the dishes in the big pot for a while. It’s too late today, I can wash them tomorrow morning.

I'm going to sleep first. I'm old, and I don't have the energy and spirit of you young people!"

Xiao Sanzi and the other boy quickly stood up and said, "Grandma Han, you should get some rest. We will go home and sleep soon."

After seeing the two off, Han Zhaozhao locked the door and was cleaning up the dishes when she discovered that there was only the goose egg skin left by Xiao Sanzi on the table.

Hey! Niu Xiaomin couldn't bear to eat it, so he took the goose eggs home and saved them for his family!

This child is so sensible!

She had heard a saying before that people who are too sensible will often suffer losses throughout their lives.

If you are unlucky and there are one or two ungrateful ungrateful people around you, it will be even worse!

Before falling asleep, Han Zhaozhao silently prayed that she hoped Niu Xiaomin would meet good people in his life and live a worry-free life!

The next afternoon, Qian Shuangxi returned from his business trip. That night, Niu Zhengyi and Qian Shuangxi climbed up the mountain overnight with flashlights.

When we came down from the mountain, we heard it was already midnight.

On the third night, the children and daughters-in-law were asked to leave the house, and the three heads of the family, Niu, Qian and Han, held a seminar with extremely serious expressions.

No one knows what the specific content of the meeting is except the three people present.

Life goes on and it is mid-August.

The Beidaihe Conference was held, and the policy of "taking steel as the key link, taking grain as the key link, and making a national leap forward" was proposed. The conference called on all the people to complete the target of 10.7 million tons of steel in order to cope with changes in the international war.

Originally, the leader’s task targets should have been completed by the major steel mills.

Major enterprises have exceeded their targets and have gaps in indicators, which puts pressure on local officials.

At that time, many cadres were illiterate or semi-literate, and they did not know how to meet the steelmaking targets from a technical perspective.

The only thing they can think of is to accomplish it with the help of the power in their hands and the enthusiasm of the people.

Newspapers, radios, loudspeakers, all broadcasting channels promoted the campaign extensively, and people all over the country took action.

Walking on the street, a female announcer with a strong sense of the times tirelessly reads newspaper articles.

All kinds of encouragement and cheering made the people excited and full of energy.

Grassroots cadres went from street to street, mobilizing each household and asking everyone to contribute all their iron tools.

Government departments began to take action, factories began to take action, schools began to take action, and streets began to take action...

It seemed like overnight, earthen blast furnaces were built in cities, towns, and rural areas.

At the same time, public canteens were also opened.

Director Zhang came again and said, "Zhao Zhao, the street is going to open a canteen. I'll tell you when your grandma comes back that after get off work today, you should hand in all the food in your home.

Starting tomorrow, everyone will eat in the cafeteria and no longer have to cook at home.

Also, your family didn’t hand in much ironware, and since we’re eating in the cafeteria, we won’t be using the iron pots, so I’ll ask your grandmother to hand in all of them.”

Han Zhaozhao sighed. The poor iron pot had been used for more than ten years, but no matter who it offended, it still couldn't escape the fate of being smashed into pieces!

Sighs may be sighs, regrets may be regrets, but the character that demands progress cannot fail.

"Director Zhang, there's no need to wait for my grandma to get off work. I know where my family's food is stored. I'll pack it up and hand it over in a moment.

By the way, where should I submit it, the neighborhood committee or somewhere else?"

Director Zhang and the street staff were very happy. Look, they are worthy of being relatives of military martyrs. They have such a high level of awareness!

When the call was made to hand over ironware, people responded without hesitation and were the first few to respond, even handing over their farm tools.

When the call for handing over grain was made, even the children knew how to support the work and agreed immediately.

They are not like the old men and women in other courtyards who hold on to the little bit of food and are unwilling to hand it over.

I have said it before, the government will provide food and drink in the future, and we can eat in the canteen and even save the trouble of cooking our own meals. What a great thing.

Some people live to be eighty, but their ideas are still backward!

Director Zhang looked at the five or six staff members behind him. They had gone to more than twenty households but had not collected a single grain of grain. They were still empty-handed. Oh! The work of collecting grain was not easy!

"How about we help you deliver the food to the canteen, so that you, a little kid, won't have to go through the trouble of carrying it to the canteen."

Han Zhaozhao: He must want to set our family as an example again!

"Why not? That's great! Come with me, bring the bag!"

Director Zhang waved his hand and led his men into the yard following Han Zhaozhao.

A group of people went into the kitchen first, and there were two or three pounds of rice and noodles left, five or six pounds of corn flour and sweet potato flour left, and a handful of soybeans, mung beans, and red beans...

After scraping the kitchen clean, the total weight is less than 20 pounds, which is really not a lot of stuff!

Director Zhang and the others were a little disappointed. Han Zhaozhao felt embarrassed. "Ahem, well, I'm growing taller now, so I eat more. Usually my grandma has to share her rations with me..."

Director Zhang immediately reacted, "Well, your family only has the food quota for two people, the rest of the food is normal."

Han Zhaozhao: Look, as long as you have a good attitude and no problems with your thinking, others will take the initiative to help you find the reasons.

"Director, I still have some potatoes in my cellar, sent by Uncle Niu.

Please arrange for someone to go down and take out the food from the cellar and hand it all over to the canteen.

By the way, there are some beans, eggplants and other vegetables that are about to wither in my backyard. Please pick them all.

If you send it to the canteen, you can at least add some stew to it.”

Director Zhang really laughed this time!

With a wave of his hand, the six men split into two groups, some went to the cellar, and some went to the backyard.

In less than half an hour, they were all gone like a swarm of locusts.

The cellar was cleaned very cleanly, even the two melons that Han Zhaozhao had put in there were moved out.

In the vegetable garden in the backyard, with Han Zhaozhao's insistence, the kidney bean racks, the string bean racks, the eggplants, and the cucumbers and tomatoes were all pulled out!

Even the pumpkin and loofah vines that had climbed up the wall were pulled down completely.

The neighborhood committee staff were not stingy and picked all the eggplants, cucumbers, and green beans.

There were three big baskets of vegetables from the backyard alone.

After sending Director Zhang and the others away, Han Zhaozhao locked the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that everything in the front and back yards has been taken away, no one will bother about their family anymore.

The two of them had already discussed it long ago. The vegetable garden at home attracted too much attention. If they were not allowed to work on it themselves, others would definitely wonder behind their backs how much food they had hidden.

The old lady was right, when money is gone, people are happy!

From now on, their home will be quieter and no one will be watching them anymore.

Looking at the messy vegetable seedlings in the backyard, Han Zhaozhao touched his nose and smiled.

Just in time, after everything is cleaned up, she will lock the backyard and plant some autumn potatoes, cabbage and radishes.

When the farce of the Great Leap Forward was over and winter arrived, they could harvest autumn vegetables and prepare for the closure of the canteen next year.

For dinner, Han Zhaozhao steamed a pot of potatoes and pumpkins with the few potatoes and pumpkins that he had saved. The grandfather and grandson ate the meal hastily with the pickles that they had secretly hidden.

The next morning, the grandparents and grandchildren collected all the ironware they could see in the house, including kitchen knives, scissors, iron pots, iron nails on the wall, door noses and door knockers...