Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

This kid is so amazing. She remembered that he only stayed in the backyard for two or three hours, but he was still busy helping her turn the soil.

She didn't even notice. When did this child observe Dahua? Could he remember Dahua's characteristics with just a glance? Could this child be an artistic genius?

"Hehe, it's made of cloth. It will look good when braided into a braid!"

Friendship is mutual. Xiaoliang likes Sister Zhaozhao and Grandma Han very much, but he doesn't know how to give back to Grandma Han.

"Sister Zhaozhao, grandma, would you like to wear a flower? I will make a beautiful one for you tomorrow."

"Don't do that!" Han Zhaozhao tried to stop her. It would be useless to do anything because her grandmother would never wear it. The old lady was feudal and conservative. She would make a rabbit fur hat for winter and cover the rabbit fur with cloth. She would never show any of her hair.

"Auntie, are there a lot of cloth in the warehouse? Can I buy some?"

Han Zhaozhao looked at the headband carefully. The small headband was made of three kinds of fabric in the same color. The fabric was of good quality and woven very finely. It should be a blend of cotton, linen and acrylic.

If this is a large piece of cloth, the price should not be cheap.

This era was different from later generations. Raw materials such as wool and acrylic were in short supply and sold at very high prices. In contrast, cotton and linen fabrics in later generations were sold relatively cheaply.

"The factory takes these scraps of cloth out twice a month, with 20 to 30 bags each time. I heard that they are all processed, and the shoe factory will also select some, as they are not worth much.

If you want it, I'll pick it out for you when I have time, pick out the nice and big ones and give you some. If it's less, tell our logistics chief, and it's free."

Han Zhaozhao shook his head. This wouldn't work. The less money you charge, the more you can't take advantage of it. If someone reports you, it will be a big disaster.

"Auntie, can you make this kind of fabric headband?"

Xiao Liang's mother nodded and smiled: "Yes, it is easy to make. As long as there is a sample, women who can sew can learn it by taking it apart and taking a look."

Han Zhaozhao told her that pretty head ornaments could be sold for money. She could buy some pretty scraps of cloth, take them home and sew some head ornaments on them. She could then go to the market to sell them during her off-duty hours, or she could entrust the salesperson at the supply and marketing cooperative to sell them on her behalf.

Aunt Qian in the front yard works at the supply and marketing cooperative. You can ask her, she should be able to help.

A finished sole can be sold for ten cents, and the remaining scraps of cloth will not be wasted. They can be used to make skirts or keep them for making shoes. I heard that the supply and marketing cooperative's purchasing station also collects good soles.

This job is better than making matchboxes. What's more, when Xiaoliang's mother went to the street to apply for a job making matchboxes, she couldn't even get a number.

The more Shufen listened, the brighter her eyes became. If this job could be successful, it would be really suitable for her family.

Now she is getting used to her job and is not so busy anymore. The work in the warehouse is easy and leisurely, with most of the day being free.

While other colleagues were knitting sweaters, basking in the sun and chatting, she didn't know many people and had nothing to talk about, so she did some manual work as a way to work and earn money.

She also understood what Zhaozhao meant. If she didn't spend money to buy it, it would be considered occupying the factory's collective property. If she spent money to buy it, it would be considered helping the factory generate income.

It was just a matter of a few cents for a sack, and she certainly didn't want to cause trouble for herself.

She was quite active and the next day she approached the head of the logistics department and asked to buy some scraps of cloth.

This was a big deal, so the section chief agreed on the spot. Each bag was 20 cents, and she could buy as many bags as she wanted each month. As long as the section chief signed, the amount would be deducted from her salary at the end of the month.

"The old ladies in the factory are just too lazy to have maggots. These scraps of cloth are all new. Why didn't anyone else think of buying them to make jackets? Aren't these things stronger and more durable than my old clothes when I make shoes with them?"

He immediately issued a notice in the factory that the scraps of cloth in the warehouse were 20 cents per bag, and employees in need could buy them.

He thought this measure could turn waste into treasure, which would not only increase the factory's revenue, but also save the trouble of using special personnel and vehicles to deal with the waste every month.

But he was disappointed, as none of the workers in the textile factory was short of cloth. The factory regularly dealt with defective cloth in large pieces, which could be made into ready-made garments without invoices.

It's just that tiny flaw, you can't even find it without a magnifying glass. Who would spend money to buy scraps of cloth? They wouldn't even want them if they were given them for free!

The logistics chief's dream of generating income was shattered, and he felt that he had let Ning Shufen down. So he approved her for regular employment the next month, and her salary increased by more than ten yuan. Now she can receive more than 20 yuan. Other welfare benefits have also increased. Xiaoliang's family has become visibly more affluent.

That night, Han Zhaozhao acted quietly and sent a basket of vegetables, including cabbage, spinach and radish, to Qian, Niu and Guan's families respectively.

These vegetables are a timely relief. The winter vegetables stored by several families have long been eaten up. During this period, every family has been eating pickles and whole-grain porridge.

Fortunately, I dried a lot of vegetables last year and mixed them with other vegetables, so I don’t lack vitamins and I don’t have blisters and mouth ulcers like other neighbors.

But who wants to eat dried vegetables when there are fresh vegetables? When dried vegetables are cooked, less oil and water are added, which is not much different from eating grass!

Before going to bed, the old lady told Han Zhaozhao that she had already scheduled her departure in three days, and this time she would take the same train as Qian Zhonghao.

It is easier to get things done with acquaintances. The old lady is old, and having acquaintances taking care of her on the road gives both parties peace of mind.

This time when returning to her hometown, the old lady plans to bring more things. With Qian Zhonghao's help, she can bring a lot of things on the train.

"Go get the custom-made rabbit leather shoes tomorrow. I've bought all the other things I need. Zhao Zhao, please prepare some common medicines for me, such as those for colds, diarrhea, fever, and injuries. Get some more.

There are many people in my hometown, and if I get sick I can only stay at home. Commonly used medicines are very useful. I can go back and give them to them. They may save their lives at any time.

Zhaozhao, the farming season starts late in my hometown, so don’t forget to bring me the remaining seeds from our family.

Our seeds have a high yield, and the villagers will definitely be happy when we take them back.

Farmers have it hard. If we harvest more food, we can have more food to eat. Food is the lifeblood of the people!"

Han Zhaozhao held a small notebook in her hand and wrote down everything her grandma told her.

After completing each item, she ticked it off. It was not easy to travel so far. This might be the old lady's last time to return to her hometown. She had to find a way to avoid leaving any regrets for her.

Otherwise the old lady will repeat it every time she remembers it, and her ears will suffer!

"Look, grandma, shoes, cloth, rabbit skin, sugar, malted milk, oil, seeds, bacon, salted duck eggs, pills...

If there is anything else you have forgotten, please think about it tomorrow. There are still two days left, so we can add it when we think of it."

The old lady could not recognize many words, but she still read the book carefully under the light.

"Huh? Is it time yet? Why is there a power outage?" The lights suddenly went out. Han Zhaozhao groped in the dark and reached for the flashlight, then turned it on and shone it on the clock.

"Grandma, it's nine o'clock. Wash your feet, brush your teeth and go to bed early. We can talk about it tomorrow!"

The old lady picked up a match, lit the oil lamp, and pointed at the little notebook, "Zhao Zhao, why do I always feel like I forgot something?"

Han Zhaozhao yawned, "Don't forget one thing, food!

The capital is short of food now, and the Northeast must also be short of food, but didn’t you say you wouldn’t bring any? "