Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

"Sister Lai Di, eat by yourself. I have rice in my bag."

Han Zhao was thinking about taking out the multi-grain steamed buns and salted duck eggs that he had prepared in advance from his magical space to fill his stomach.

Xiao Jiang also greeted her warmly, "Zhao Zhao, I ordered a lot of dishes. Take out your lunch box and I'll give you half."

"Sister Xiao Jiang, my aunt brought me some food. If I don't finish it early, it might go bad and be wasted.

You guys should eat quickly. You’ve been working for half a day and you must be hungry.

I'll eat later. I had some snacks in the afternoon, so I'm not hungry at all now. When my stomach is empty, there are steamed buns and salted duck eggs in my bag. "

As he spoke, he squatted down, pulled out a large backpack from under the bed, and took out a bag of salted duck eggs, ten in total.

He took out two and placed them on the dining table. "Sister, my aunt pickled them herself. They are red and oily. You can try them too."

"We don't want to eat it. We have vegetables here. You can keep it for yourself. It can be stored for a few days without going bad. You can eat it slowly."

A few people were pushing and shoving each other, and just then, there was a knock on the door. It turned out that it was Brother Qian who personally delivered a steaming hot and sumptuous dinner.

This sudden concern made Han Zhao feel warm in his heart, and he even felt that the bruises on Qian Zhonghao's face were pleasing to the eye.

"Brother, are you okay? Are you injured anywhere else?"

"It's okay, I was just careless for a moment and got punched. I'm strong and I can take the beating. Look, it doesn't hurt now.

Little girl, I was so scared when I heard that you were involved in this! You are so brave, how dare you get involved in everything?

But, luckily you reminded us, we actually caught a few bad guys, this time my second brother might benefit from you!"

Qian Zhonghao didn't care about the wound on his face. He put down the lunch box, unable to hide his inner excitement. He took Han Zhaozhao to the door and whispered to her.

Before leaving, he reminded her: "Try not to go out these two days. I'm busy with work and don't have time to take care of you. It's not safe to have too many people in the car. Someone will help you with your meal."

You must not get into trouble, otherwise my dad will beat me to death, and the third kid will also cause trouble for me!"

"I got it. Go back and have dinner!" Han Zhaozhao stuffed two salted duck eggs into his hands and pushed him out the door.

Everyone smiled kindly, and the two sisters even said that they would take time to take care of the younger sister so that Qian Zhonghao could go about his work without worry.

The three aunts exchanged glances and smiled secretly. That’s what I said, good boys are also very popular!

On the train, Han Zhaozhao skipped the washing process and just wiped his face with a wet towel in the morning and evening. He also did not go to the toilet to brush his teeth, but rinsed his mouth with clean water instead.

Even in this situation, in the eyes of several flight attendants, she is still a good and hygienic girl.

The rest of the journey was uneventful and safe.

Passing by the station where he bought roast chicken last time, Han Zhaozhao was not allowed to get off the train. He completed the purchase transaction through the window and bought three roast chickens.

She had been thinking about it all the time. This roast chicken tasted delicious and her grandmother would definitely love it. While the old lady's teeth were still good, she would try to let her taste all the good things she saw outside.

Finally, the train arrived at the Beijing Station.

The old station is still under construction and trains are parked at temporary platforms.

Without waiting for Qian Zhonghao to hand over his shift and leave together, Han Zhaozhao squeezed onto the bus with a large backpack and went home first.

Sitting on the very old-fashioned bus, Chao Zhaozhao couldn't help but smile as she was holding a large backpack.

She had only been away for ten days, and when she came home, she was happy to see everything. She even looked at the vendors setting up stalls on the street and the dirty little kids with runny noses running around the alleys with a friendly look.

It’s better to go home!

Looking around, I sighed inwardly, the capital city really changes every day!

Many dusty construction sites have majestic buildings standing tall. Although they are not yet completed, they have already taken shape and show the appearance that is common in later generations.

If she had returned later, she would have been lost in this familiar yet unfamiliar city in just a month and would never have been able to find her way home.

This ancient and prosperous capital city is undergoing earth-shaking changes at an astonishing speed, which is too much to keep up with.

The streets and alleys are crowded with people and cars. People are in a hurry, as if they are always busy and tireless.

Every citizen looked radiant, full of vigor and energy. Although most of them looked haggard and thin, there was no trace of complaint on their faces.

Perhaps it is because they have the vision and yearning for a better life in their hearts that they can face the challenges of life with such tenacity.

Han Zhaozhao felt relieved. Judging from the people's spirits, it seemed that the city had sufficient supplies after she left.

Han Zhaozhao squeezed out of the car and ran as fast as he could, wishing to get home in one step. When he got to the door, he found it was locked. He slapped his forehead, too happy, and forgot that the old lady was at work.

Even this could not dampen her eagerness to return home. Han Zhaozhao took out the key from the space, opened the door and went home.

Alas! As the saying goes, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse! Who said this? It fits her mood perfectly at the moment!

She entered the courtyard, opened the door to the main room, and walked around the room like a curious child.

The main room had not changed, and grandma and her bedroom were still the same, everything was the same as before she left.

The east and west wing rooms seemed to have more clutter and were more crowded than before. It was not until she entered the back room that she noticed something was wrong.

All three rooms were emptied out, leaving only the large kang stove in the first room, which was covered with exposed yellow soil. The kang was empty, dark and somewhat unsightly, making her feel uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it.

"What is grandma doing?" Han Zhaozhao was puzzled. "Is someone coming from my aunt's family?"

"By the way, where's the pile of good wood in the house?"

Han Zhaozhao searched the front and back yards but couldn't find the pieces of wood she had accumulated for a whole year.

The cellar was searched carefully, but the result was somewhat disappointing. There were only a few baskets of potatoes, sweet potatoes and radishes left, and the cabbage, which was originally in considerable quantity, was now almost gone. But this was okay.

Because the upcoming solar term is the time when the stored winter cabbage is about to produce flower spikes. By then, the moisture of the cabbage will gradually disappear, and silk threads will appear in the cabbage stalks. When stewed, it will have a sour taste and will no longer be fresh and sweet.

So the remaining cabbages can just meet the current needs.

As the saying goes, radishes in the beginning of spring and melons in the beginning of autumn have changed their taste! The same is true for radishes. After the beginning of spring, the core becomes hollow. When you eat it, it feels like cotton wool and is very unpalatable.

It seems that we need to deal with the things in the cellar as soon as possible. In this day and age, waste is not tolerated!

Finally, Han Zhaozhao opened the basement and was shocked as soon as she entered. She found that not only was there no missing wood, but all were neatly stacked in the corner, and it seemed that there were even more.

What is even more surprising is that an unused large vat with a diameter of about one and a half meters is filled with most of the books, calligraphy and paintings. Most of the paper is yellowed, which is a testament to the traces of time.

Han Zhaozhao took out a few books and looked at them. Most of them were medical books, but there were also some calligraphy and fold-out picture albums.