Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

"Is it okay to rub like this? That little girl seems like a fool, her body is so dirty! Did you see that? After rubbing the little girl, her eyes became whiter, and she seemed much prettier."

"Whose child is this? The older one is taking care of the younger one. How well can I worry if my child is like this?"

Han Zhaozhao ignored the chatter of others and focused on her own work. What could she talk about with them? The two shrunken bags on her chest hurt her eyes, and she didn't dare to look at them, for fear of having nightmares when she got home.

After rubbing, Wu Ni took it to the faucet and rinsed it. Finally, it was clean. She dried it, put on her clothes, and went home.

I don't know how Wu Ni felt about it, but Han Zhaozhao's arms were sore! She had taken ten baths, but she didn't use as much strength as this time. She was afraid that she had a psychological barrier. Every time she took a bath in the future, she would think of the chapped skin.

When I got home, the old lady had already finished get off work and was cooking in the kitchen.

"Hey, whose child is this? How come he is so handsome? So clean. Let me smell it. Hmm, it smells so good!"

Wu Ni was able to relax only when she saw the old lady. She leaned in the old lady's arms and behaved very well, "Grandma, my sister rubbed soap on me, it smells so good!

I also rubbed off the dust. There were so many dusty streaks on my body. Now that they are clean, my body is smooth and smooth. Has it become whiter?"

"It's not that this girl has nothing to say, she just has nothing to say to me!" Han Zhaozhao said to the old lady, "Grandma, I'm going back to my room to rest for a while."

She entered her room, bolted the door, and went into the space. She took her underwear, went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and took a careful bath, especially her hands and arms, which she took special care of. She applied shower gel and washed them several times before the shadow in her heart faded.

At the dinner table, Han Zhaozhao reported Master Liu's reply to the old lady, saying that he would take them to see a doctor on Sunday.

"Ma, the supply has decreased again this month. Many commodities in Beijing have to be purchased with tickets. Without tickets, you can't buy anything in the store.

Judging from the current situation, it will become more and more serious in the future. I put the tickets I received in your drawer. Spend them all when you have time. Some tickets have a time limit. If you don't spend them this month, they will be invalid next month.

There is one more thing. Go to the street office tomorrow. Director Zhang has contacted me. Our cart is broken. She wrote a note and asked us to buy a set of wheels and find a way to rebuild a cart..."

The grandparents and grandchildren discussed the next life plan and talked about Old Yang, "Grandma, you are not used to it! You are no longer a temporary worker. Don't rush to do the work at work. You should divide the work. There are only two of us. Old Yang still wants to take advantage of his seniority and act like a leader. Why?

Don’t share the lunch you bring with him anymore. If you have another child, you need to show your attitude, otherwise you will attract other people’s attention.”

"Well, I've reflected on this matter. It's my fault. I'm old but still don't understand life. I'm grateful for a little bit of kindness and resentful for a big bit of rice. I've fed a white-eyed wolf."

After dinner, Xiaoliang came over to play. Han Zhaozhao didn't expect that Wu Ni could play with him.

This is good, they both have similar IQs and neither of them will bully the other.

Han Zhaozhao remembered that he had not yet delivered the tiger bone to Master Liu, so he said goodbye to the old lady and went out with the tiger bone.

When she arrived at Langfang Ertiao Hutong, she pushed the door open and found it was not locked. As expected, Master Liu had been waiting for her.

"Why did you send it so late? I thought you regretted it!" The old man's tone was full of resentment.

Han Zhaozhao smiled awkwardly, "Isn't this sent to you? It doesn't delay anything. I took the little girl to get a bath this afternoon. You don't know, rural children have never had a proper bath, their bodies are so dirty..."

"Stop, stop. If you say one thing, I'll say a hundred more. These tiger bones, apart from making ointments and balls, need a hundred kilograms of wine base for making wine. Ask your relatives if they can get it.

I went out for a walk this afternoon and I can get ten kilograms. If I can't get any, I'll find someone to find a way to get another ten kilograms."

"I'll go ask tomorrow. It shouldn't be a big problem."

It was getting late, so Master Liu sent Han Zhaozhao home. "Come over tomorrow and learn how to soak tiger bones.

It’s too late, take the main road instead of the shortcut.” The old man sent Han Zhaozhao to the entrance of the alley and then turned back.

The two houses are not far apart. It takes more than 20 minutes to walk along the main road, and there is a shortcut through the alley, which takes 12 or 13 minutes to get home.

Han Zhaozhao agreed verbally, but turned the corner and ran into the alley.

What's so scary? She has space, nothing to fear!

To be honest, deep down in my heart, there is a hidden hope: if I encounter an enemy spy, I will do what I want!

According to statistics from later generations, the capital city was full of enemy spies during that era.

According to statistics released by relevant departments in later generations, there were as many as 1.6 hidden Kuomintang spies during this era.

These people are hiding among the ordinary people and cannot be seen at all when they are walking on the streets.

The number of spies was large and complex, and they were divided into different factions in the Kuomintang's spy agencies, such as the Military Intelligence Bureau, the Central Intelligence Bureau, and the Three Youth League. Of course, there were also some spy organizations that were deliberately left behind when the Kuomintang agencies evacuated, specifically to sabotage the new government.

In fact, these spy organizations are not subordinate to each other. Sometimes they don’t recognize each other when they meet, and some of them just carry out their own tasks.

The Beijing police had less than 2,000 investigative personnel. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the composition of the police was very complex, including retired PLA cadres, transferred party and government cadres and police cadres, and some activists and progressive youth recruited from the local area.

In addition, there is a special group of personnel: the retained old police officers.

Although the government conducted strict training, screening, cleaning and review of the former Kuomintang government police, those old police with clean history and excellent police quality were retained, and they became the new people's police.

However, there were also some enemy spies lurking among them.

Public security personnel not only need to maintain social order and do their job of public security, but also need to catch enemy spies, and there is a serious shortage of police force.

Therefore, the legendary "Chaoyang Auntie" appeared. Although she does not live in Chaoyang District now, she is not far from Chaoyang.

She also wanted to contribute to the capture of enemy spies, but she had never found a way to do so.

Han Zhaozhao was imagining an encounter with a spy. In a small courtyard in a narrow alley, there was no light on. Two figures were reflected on the window paper by the oil lamp.

"Has the intelligence sent today been confirmed? If it is confirmed to be true, send the message on time at 12:05."

"Yes, sir, it has been confirmed. It's still early and I'm on duty. Go get some sleep and I'll wake you up when the time comes."

The voices of a man and a woman were very low.

"Okay, I'll go to sleep first. You can rest after you get a call back from your superior."

"Yes, sir!"

"I've told you many times not to address your superior as subordinate. It's a terrible thing to make a habit of it."

The man yawned and taught the woman.

"Yes...I remember it!"