Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Chapter 347 I know this card

Wu Ni threw down her pencil and tried to run, "My grandma is back, I'll go open the door."

"Stop, you're not needed. You can't move until you finish writing this page!" Han Zhaozhao roared and fixed Wu Ni in place.

It was only half past three, the old lady didn't get off work so early. Han Zhaozhao walked towards the front door and wondered: I don't know who is knocking on the door?

When Han Zhaozhao opened the door, he was startled to see two people, one big and one small, squatting in the corner outside the door.

It was hard to tell the age of the older one, who seemed to be the father. It was so cold, but he was wearing a patched dark grey shirt and pants, and a pair of broken shoes he had picked up from somewhere. The soles were almost falling off, revealing half of his feet.

He had a tattered bag on his shoulders, a stick in his left hand and a bowl in his right hand. It was obvious that he was a beggar.

The younger one was a little girl, wearing a floral jacket with three patches on it, grey trousers, and a pair of ragged cloth shoes with exposed toes.

The father and son were lying together in a cricket hill, and they looked very cold.

"Who are you looking for? Did you knock on the wrong door?" Han Zhaozhao confirmed that it was not her relative and she didn't know him.

The man raised his head, looked at Han Zhaozhao timidly, and stammered, "Girl, I'm a beggar. Please be kind and give me something to eat. My daughter hasn't eaten for two days."

The little girl also looked at Han Zhaozhao eagerly, her eyes full of hunger and desire.

Han Zhaozhao's heart softened, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Wu Ni and Xiao Liang running over, "Sister, don't give them anything, they might be scammers!

In my hometown, people come to ask for food every winter. My mother says they are all lazy people! "

Although Wu Ni is young, she is an sensible child. It is not uncommon to see beggars in the countryside. They don't work and don't get much food. After eating as much as they can, they go door to door begging for food in the village. If you don't give them food, they will curse and act like a scoundrel. They are very bad!

Han Zhaozhao hesitated. There were indeed a lot of scammers these days, but looking at these two, one big and one small, who were as thin as a lamp and spoke with Henan accents, they didn't look like bad people.

Especially the child, he looked so hungry that he was even more miserable than Wu Ni who had just arrived in the capital. He looked as if he could be blown away by the wind. It was a bit hard to bear.

"Where are you from? Do you have a household registration book or a letter of introduction? Why are you begging in Beijing?"

The man ignored her and answered honestly, "I am from Henan. This year, my family suffered from drought and we didn't get any food after the autumn. Before the village was closed, I took An Ni out to beg for food. How could I have a letter of introduction?"

I brought my household registration book with me. Take a look. I am not a bad person. My family is a poor peasant family!"

The man trembled as he pulled out a cloth bag from his arms, opened it, took out two pages of paper and handed them to Han Zhaozhao, "This is my name. An Ni hasn't been registered yet. This belongs to my wife and two sons. She took the two sons to beg for food elsewhere. I got the household registration book."

The head of the household was Fang Qingshan. "What's your last name?" Han Zhaozhao suddenly asked.

"My last name is Fang, and my full name is Fang Qingshan." The man answered politely. Han Zhaozhao nodded, it was right, it was indeed that name.

In those days, the cover of the household registration book was made of kraft paper, and there were only two pages inside, one page for notes, and one page for the whole family's household registration information.

After returning the household registration book to the man, Han Zhaozhao looked outside and saw that there were no other strangers nearby. "Keep the household registration book safe. If you lose it, the patrol team will catch you as a vagrant and send you back home."

"Hey, we know, we know."

The man carefully wrapped up the household registration booklet and put it in his arms, then looked at Xiaoliang eagerly.

In his eyes, Xiaoliang is the head of the family who can make the decisions.

"All of you wait here and don't step through the gate!" Han Zhaozhao turned around and went home, went to the kitchen to get two black steamed buns made of mixed flour, grabbed two raw sweet potatoes from the basket in the corner, and hurried to the gate.

"Hide quickly! We are running out of food at home, and this is our dinner today.

If we give it to you, we will be hungry tonight. Go away and don’t come here again. If you want to beg for food again, go to another place.”

"Hey, hey! Thank you! I'll remember it, Ni'er, kowtow to your sister!"

The little girl was obedient and really bent her knees and knelt down to her. If Han Zhaozhao hadn't helped her up quickly, her head would have hit the ground.

"No, no! We can't afford it. Get up quickly and go back with your father!

Uncle, begging like this is not a good idea. People in the city eat rationed food, and the amount of food is limited. Although it is better than what you have, it is still not enough to fill you up.

The weather is getting cold. Take your family to the street office and ask. There is a relief station there. The government will not watch you starve to death."

The man broke off a small piece of steamed bread and handed it to the little girl, "Eat it quickly!"

"I know, your family is all kind-hearted people, I can tell at a glance!"

Wu Ni asked him: "How did you know? I just didn't let my sister give you food!"

The man smiled innocently and pointed at the sign on the door frame, "I recognize this sign. Your family is a military family!"

Several people turned their heads to look. The wooden sign seemed to have some kind of magical power, making people feel more at ease the more they looked at it.

Han Zhaozhao felt a little uncomfortable when she saw the little girl wolfing down the food.

Wu Ni looked at them, then at the wooden sign, and whispered, "Sister, why don't we give them some more water."

Han Zhaozhao nodded and asked Xiaoliang to go to the main room to get the thermos and pour them a bowl of hot water.

After the man and the girl finished drinking the water, they thanked Han Zhaozhao again and got up and left.

Watching their backs gradually disappearing into the distance, Han Zhaozhao sighed softly, closed the door with the two children, and turned back to the house.

"Sister, we forgot to bring them some more sweet potatoes." Sweet potatoes can be eaten raw or roasted. Han Zhaozhao had already lit a coal stove in the main room and often roasted sweet potatoes and potatoes for the two children.

Wu Ni doesn't care about food anymore even if she eats too much.

"No! If we give them too much, if they are seen by others, they will target our family.

Wu Ni and Xiao Liang, from now on, if I'm not around, you two shouldn't give anything to anyone who asks for food.

Just cry poor, understand?"

"I know, my grandma taught me!"

"I know. I'll listen to Zhao Zhao!"

The two children answered in unison.

"Okay, it's okay now, show me what you two wrote!

If you don’t write well, you must rewrite it. If you write wrong, you must write it three times! ”

"Ah, they're going to punish us again!"

Han Zhaozhao ignored their wailing and began to adopt ruthless and impartial disciplinary measures.

Other people’s children are already begging for food, but your family provides you with such good conditions but you still don’t study hard. You deserve a beating!

Han Zhaozhao glanced secretly at the feather duster on the table. If he didn't obey, she would use weapon!

In the evening, Niu Xiaoyun came again, and as soon as she arrived, she brought her a big revelation.

"Zhao Zhao, did you know that Section Chief Zhang's family in the front yard moved out today?"

"Moved away? Where did he move to? Did his family get a new house?"

"That's not going to happen! They moved back to the countryside. I heard that Section Chief Zhang made a mistake and was reported to the factory, so he was laid off."

"Isn't he a cadre? What kind of mistakes can be streamlined? Shouldn't he be dismissed?"