Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

When I got home, I put the things I bought into their respective places and put the remaining tickets and change into the drawer in the old lady's room.

"Wu Ni, did you remember the way to the supply and marketing cooperative today? If I am not free in the future, you will go to get soy sauce and vinegar from home.

The money and tickets are all in the drawer, and you can take them from here when you need them."

Wu Ni had a bitter face, "Sister, I remember the way, but I don't dare to go."

"Why, you are five years old, and you can't do this job? When I was three years old, I could go to the street to buy popsicles. If you want to take this job, I will leave you a penny to buy candy every time."

Han Zhaozhao: If the child is timid, he needs training!

Wu Ni also wanted to eat candy, but she couldn't do it, "Sister, I don't know how to count!"

Han Zhaozhao: Fuck, this is a problem!

He sighed, pinched her flushed little face, and said, "Don't rush to light the fire and wash the dishes in the future. You have broken two bowls. I am really afraid that the white porcelain basin will fall into your hands too.

Just do what you can do, and don't think about playing Galaha with Xiaoliang every day after work. I'll find time to teach you how to read and count."

Wu Ni was not happy at all. She didn't tell her sister. She tried it, but the porcelain basin was very heavy and it had already fallen to the ground and almost broke.

She said in embarrassment: "I'm stupid and can't learn it. Sister, you should teach me how to cook!"

My mother said that it doesn’t matter if a woman is illiterate, as long as she can give birth to children and take care of the family.

You cook delicious food, I have never seen that in my hometown. Once you learn the cooking skills, you will definitely marry a good man when you grow up."

Han Zhaozhao felt a chill in her heart when she heard this. Her aunt was such a fool! Listen, what did she teach the child?

It is said that marrying a good woman can bring prosperity to three generations of descendants! But her aunt was such a good woman, but she could still bring bad luck to her children.

She remembered that every time her grandmother sent something or money, she would write letters to remind them again and again that as parents, they had to tighten their belts to support their children's education.

What on earth was her aunt thinking? After all these years, hasn’t she listened to a word she said?

Han Zhaozhao secretly thought, when her grandmother comes back tonight, will she put on eye drops? Hehehe, aunt, just wait for your scolding!

It was still early and there was still time to make lunch, so Han Zhaozhao made a pot of chrysanthemum tea, took out a medical book, and prepared to study for a while.

She threw a pencil and a notebook to Wu Ni, who was staring at the door curtain of the inner room, and said, "Don't think about the fruit. Let's eat together when your grandma gets off work. Come, I will teach you how to write!"

Han Zhaozhao wrote the number (1) on the first page as a demonstration and asked her to follow suit.

"This is one, one, two, one, one, two, three, one. Write it well and write it upright."

Wu Ni withdrew her gaze, climbed onto the chair obediently, lay on the table and started writing.

Eh? Isn't this just a stick? Just draw it by imitating it, it's not difficult!

Han Zhaozhao looked at it and scratched his head. What kind of pen-holding posture is this?

"No, you should hold the pen like this, pinch it with your thumb and these three fingers.

No, gently, don't use so much force. This is a pen, not a stick!

Yes, that's it, keep it up!

Hey, why are you so sure? Like this, hold it like this, pinch it with your fingers!"

Han Zhaozhao never knew that teaching children could be so difficult. Before they even started learning to read, she was already sweating just from teaching them how to hold a pen.

Oh my god, it’s more tiring than practicing kung fu for the whole morning!

Finally, Han Zhaozhao's patience was exhausted. "Okay, you can do it freely. Get used to the feel of it first!"

Give up, she doesn't care whether the writing is upright or not, she just wants to learn how to hold the pen first!

Han Zhaozhao didn't want to be bothered by it, so he ran to the yard with his book and stool, forgetting to take the teapot.

What a waste of time! I had only been watching for a short while when I heard Wu Ni leaning against the door frame and shouting that she was hungry.

Han Zhaozhao put away the book and went to the kitchen to cook. "Wu Ni, don't lean against the door frame in the future. If you have something to say, come and tell me. I won't hit you, so why are you being so petty?"

She wanted to say it last time. In Beijing, leaning against the door frame is considered indecent and uncivilized behavior.

A man leaning against a door frame will look lazy or indecent, and you can tell at a glance that he has no manners. In the old society, men who leaned against door frames would be looked down upon.

It is even more unacceptable for women to lean against door frames, because in the old society only prostitutes would lean against door frames to flirt and seduce clients. In the minds of the older generation, this is a signature action of prostitutes, and therefore it is very taboo for them.

She was afraid that Wu Ni would not be able to accept it if she said it too harshly, so she could only speak in a subtle way. Just like that, Wu Ni's eyes also turned red, and she couldn't stop crying. "Sister, I remember it, and I will definitely change it in the future!"

Han Zhaozhao was upset. It was for her own good. Why did she bully the child like that? It was too tiring to take care of the child!

"What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you!" She let out a breath, softened her tone, and asked softly.

Wu Ni was shocked and said, "Sister, I'm not picky. You can cook anything and I'll eat it."

What else is there to complain about? When she lived with her mother in her hometown, she never had a full meal. When she came to Beijing, she could not only eat a full stomach, but also eat good food. From time to time, her sister would buy her delicious snacks.

She had never dreamed of such a life before. If she was not content, she would be struck by lightning.

No matter what to cook, let’s keep it simple!

Cook rice and mung bean porridge in the pot. In the spring, the body is hot due to drought, so drink mung bean porridge to clear the heat. It is time to cut the leeks. The first cut of leeks in spring, add some black fungus, chopped eggs, and dried shrimps, make some vegetable boxes, fry them in oil, and they are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a fragrant aroma.

Han Zhaozhao was so excited that he made too many chive dumplings!

Fry it, and send Wu Ni to deliver a plate to Grandpa Guan. When you come back, call Xiao Sanzi and Niu Xiaoyun over. Then we can finish eating, right?

"It smells so good!" The third child was so scalded that he snorted, but he still didn't want to stop talking, "Zhao Zhao, you guys still have the best food. You don't know, my mom is getting more and more stingy when cooking, and she has even started to ration our food.

Each person can only have two wowo at a time, no more. Stir-frying has become boiling, and there is less and less oil and water. "

Niu Xiaoyun chewed the chive dumplings happily, rolled her eyes at Xiao Sanzi, and after swallowing the bite, she angrily said to him, "Don't be ungrateful for what you have, go to other people's homes and see who can still eat their fill.

The Zou family in our yard feeds their pigeons with half grain and half bran. I heard that the price of grain in the pigeon market has risen to sky-high prices.

Xiaolian and her friends said that all the wild vegetables in the suburbs have been dug up, and if the drought continues, the people will have to eat tree bark.

We can still eat whole grain Wo Wo, what else is there to complain about? "

Xiao Sanzi wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth and nodded, "That's right! Zhao Zhao, are you guys good enough? I can eat the last one."

Han Zhaozhao: "That's enough. We are full. You eat it first. Don't leave any leftovers. The leek filling will become clumpy and not tasty if you leave any."

Then he asked Niu Xiaoyun, "Do you have enough food at home? If not, just let me know. We don't have much else, but we have plenty of dried sweet potatoes and potatoes!"

Niu Xiaoyun picked up the bowl and finished the porridge, then took out the thermos and poured half a bowl of boiling water to rinse it. "It's enough. We still have some dried vegetables from last year. Soak them, chop them up and steam them into dumplings. They taste much better than other places that use bran."