Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

"Just be patient until order is restored and every household can buy food, then we can improve the food supply."

Well, they are all smart people, she doesn't need to worry about them! Han Zhaozhao thought.

Niu Xiaomin already knew the parents' decision, but he still felt sorry to give up those twenty or thirty acres of land.

"It took a lot of effort to get this to bloom. If we continue to plant this year, the land will become more and more fertile!"

Xiao Sanzi was open-minded. "Everyone is in school, no one cares, and the good land is still left uncultivated. There are at least hundreds of kilograms of seeds on so much land, and it's unclear whether we can harvest them all!"

Han Zhaozhao threatened them: "Now the trees on the mountain have been cut down to the middle of the mountain, which is not conducive to hiding.

If we are discovered, we might not even be able to keep the food we have!"

"That's true!" Niu Xiaomin calmed down now!

"By the way, my eldest brother is going to work and not going to college."

Han Zhaozhao thought for a moment and asked: "Your elder brother will graduate from high school this year, right? Why don't you take the exam if you have the chance?

College graduates are hired as cadres and can earn 50 to 60 yuan a month, which is much higher than the salary of a chef who has worked for more than ten years!"

"That would require him to pass the exam. With my brother's grades, it's impossible.

A lot of factories were built here last year, and now we are expanding enrollment. If you miss this opportunity, it will be very difficult to find a class to attend!

Many high school students in our area have signed up, and I heard that there is an exam. Hehe, my eldest brother is a recent graduate, and he can enter the factory without taking the exam after getting his diploma. "

Niu Xiaomin was very happy. His family would have another worker and an extra salary, and their life would be better than before.

Han Zhaozhao remembered that in 1958 or 1959, several large factories were built in the capital, and they were all heavy industrial factories directly under the state-owned enterprises.

A few days later, the alley was filled with joy. The second son Yinsuo and the third son Tongsuo of the Zhang family, the third son Li Jun of the Li family, and the eldest daughter Li Yan were all recruited into the factory and became regular workers.

Zhang Yinsuo joined a machine tool factory, Zhang Tongsuo joined Shougang, Li Jun joined an automobile manufacturing plant, and Li Yan joined the Bigong Equipment Factory.

There were also a dozen or so young people of appropriate age who were admitted, but I heard that due to their educational level, they could only work as front-line workers in the factory.

The children of the Zhang and Li families were both educated and worked in offices in factories, at the very least as a clerk.

After this incident, parents began to pay more attention to their children's schooling. It seemed that within a day, the children playing in the alleys disappeared.

Those who should go to school go to school, those who should go to nursery go to nursery, and the old men and women have nothing to do, so they all go out of the city to collect firewood. Some elderly people even accidentally found sweet potatoes frozen in the fields last year, and went to dig up the ones that were not completely rotten to supplement their food.

After six or seven days, all the firewood that Han Zhaozhao's family had borrowed was returned.

At noon that day, Han Zhaozhao still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, so he strolled to the police station.

But when I got there I found out that Mr. Zheng had a serious leg injury and had retired years ago.

Looking back at the one-armed uncle sitting in the guard room, Han Zhaozhao didn't know whether Grandpa Zheng was really unable to continue doing this job or was making an excuse to make room for someone new.

Sighing, Han Zhaozhao turned around and went to Grandpa Zheng's house. He left two kilograms of millet and twenty pheasant eggs, and ran all the way to the medicinal material purchasing station without leaving any more.

"Old man, take a look, this is something Zhao Zhao sent to me. She said she found it in the mountains and it's for your health.

I said no, no, but the child dropped his things and ran away, and I couldn’t catch up with him!

There are only two of them left, and her family is having a hard time, so why don't you send her back?"

Mr. Zheng sat up from the bed, took the basket and looked at it. "Oh, millet and eggs, or pheasant eggs? This is a meal for the sick!"

Holding the pheasant eggs, the old man smiled and said, “Look, they are the descendants of our soldiers!

Just keep it if it's sent to you. When my leg heals, I'll go up the mountain to find food, hunt some pheasants or rabbits, and then give the girl's family a return gift.

In the past, soldiers didn’t starve to death even though supplies were insufficient. Now that we are in a new society, I don’t believe we can still starve.”

Han Zhaozhao felt even worse when he saw the Bai family's grandparents and grandchildren.

Well, it’s been such a long time since we last saw each other, how come these two have become so skeletons?

Baizhu’s face, which had just started to gain some flesh last year, has become even thinner than before, as if it had been carved by a knife. Oh, that poor guy!

"Why are you two so thin?"

Mr. Bai smiled bitterly: "Isn't it all the same? The canteen is out of food. In the last half month, there were hardly any grains of rice in the bowls. Everyone was tightening their belts to survive.

How is your grandma's leg recovering? Can she walk well? Are you suffering from any sequelae?"

Han Zhaozhao smiled and put down the cloth bag in his hand and handed it to Bai Zhu, "Thank you for your concern, my grandma has recovered well and can go back to work.

I don't know whether you have bought any food or not, so I sent you some cornmeal and sorghum rice. Here are also twenty pheasant eggs and brown sugar, which were given to you by others.

You can save it and cook it with Atractylodes macrocephala. I believe that in a few days, food will not be so scarce anymore!"

"Well, the leaders said so at the meeting yesterday. The grain bureau is transporting grain from other provinces to the capital. If there is a shortage of grain elsewhere, there will be no shortage of grain in the capital."

Han Zhaozhao: Well, deceiving myself is also a way of not missing someone!

After selecting some more medicinal herbs, Han Zhaozhao returned home with a lot on his mind.

In the evening, the old lady came home from get off work and secretly brought back a torn sack.

I took it out to show it to my granddaughter before going to bed at night.

"Zhao Zhao, look quickly, these dozen paintings are so beautiful, with pretty girls, mountains, water, and this one even has bamboo!

Look at this one. I counted them and there are more than ten stamps. The little dolls drawn on them are chubby and cute one by one.

Hehehe, nine boys, all pulling weeds! I fell in love with them at first sight.

In the past, when a girl got married, people would make a quilt for her children and grandchildren. Now it is hard to buy. This picture has nine dolls. When you get married, hang it in your new house. It will bring good luck and happiness!

I remember that the old people in Beijing all said that nine is an auspicious number! "

Han Zhaozhao took a look and realized that she had seen at least half of these ancient paintings in her previous life.

But I watched them all on Baidu and Tik Tok!

She was considered a wealthy person in her previous life, but she had no background and never dared to buy antiques or paintings.

Sometimes when I hear someone talking very convincingly and as if they are very impressive, I will go online at home to check out some video materials to get a general idea of ​​which dynasty the painting is from and which famous artist created it, but that’s all!

With an excited heart and shaking hands, Han Zhaozhao carefully unfolded a picture of "baby pulling grass" as described by her grandmother!

I opened my eyes and looked carefully, and sure enough, it was almost exactly the same as shown in the video footage.

Those seals were undoubtedly those of a certain spendthrift stamping maniac.

Han Zhaozhao rolled it up, put it away, and went back to the house, "Grandma, since it's prepared for me, I'll keep it.

These paintings are beautiful, I like them very much. If you come across them again in the future, you must find a way to buy them back no matter how much they cost. "

The old lady didn't expect that her granddaughter didn't mind that the paintings were dirty or torn, and she liked them very much. She was very happy.