Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Under the three people's fixed gazes, Han Zhaozhao took out a handful of banknotes. The largest denomination was 50 cents, and there were also a few 10-cent notes, and a small pile of 5 cents, 2 cents, and 1 cent notes.

She also imitated the adults in counting cash with saliva on it, and started counting them one by one, "Pah! Pah!", showing that she values ​​money like her life!

But she didn't dare to put her fingers into her mouth to get saliva on them, because she thought it was unhygienic! She chose to spit saliva on her index finger and thumb, and rubbed the two fingers together, which made her look like she was counting money!

Xiao Sanzi and Xu Xiaoguo were both shocked by her actions. Wow! This is amazing. In the words of Grandma Han, she is really good!

They looked at each other and said they had learned it!

Mr. Xu and Xu Xiaoguo’s father were stunned at first, and then they couldn’t help laughing. This child is so interesting!

Han Zhaozhao focused all her attention on counting money. She couldn't even remember how many years it had been since she last counted money in her previous life. She didn't recognize large bank transfers, small mobile phone payments, or new banknotes!

Once when she went to a remote area, a local gave her banknotes. She almost made a fool of herself because she thought it was a fake. After checking online, she found out that it was a new banknote issued by the bank.

She indulged in the urge to count money twice today. There were many people in the market in the morning, so she went in and out quickly. Before she could enjoy the happiness of counting money, she finished shopping and left the market.

It’s better to be here now. There are only four of them in such a big orchard. The environment is safe and there are trustworthy people around her. She must seize the opportunity and give a good performance!

After counting it over and over again, Han Zhaozhao said in surprise: "One dollar and eighty cents! That's enough. No need to buy on credit!"

However, Uncle Xu, I can only give you one cent for the grain seeds. This is the money I brought with me. If it is not enough, I will have to buy it on credit. I will ask Brother Sanzi to bring it back to Brother Xiaoguo in a few days."

Xiao Sanzi snatched the money from Han Zhaozhao's hand, "Pooh, pooh, pooh! Do you know how to count? Don't make a mistake, I'll help you count it again!"

His fingers flew and his lips moved, "Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, one, two, three, four..."

He counted it back and forth twice, and then shook it in his palm casually, "Yes, it's one dollar and eighty cents! Grandpa Xu, please check it again!"

He handed the money to Mr. Xu generously, his eyes still staring at the old man's hand as he took the money with reluctance.

"What else are you ordering? When you two kids are ordering, all three of us are watching! It can't be wrong!"

The third son was very insistent, "It's money in front of us! Grandpa Xu, you'd better count it in front of us!"

Old Master Xu tried to hold back his laughter, and he spat twice, then rubbed his two fingers together, "Hahaha! It really is so impressive!"

He twirled his fingers quickly, shook them after counting, and said with a smile: "Yes, the number is correct, one dollar and eighty cents!"

He took out another ten-cent bill and handed it back to Han Zhaozhao, "Grandpa Xu has made the decision. We don't want your money for the grain seeds. There are only a few ears of grain. If you rub them together, they'll only be enough to make a bowl of porridge.

You like farming, Grandpa likes you, and your Uncle Xu likes you too. Plant well, maybe you can really grow rice, don't forget to send us a message and let us know, so that we can be happy for you too!"

Han Zhaozhao jumped up with joy when she received the dime. What mattered to her was not the money, but her revolutionary passion for the land as a farmer.

"Please come! I can definitely grow good rice! Then I'll treat you to delicious rice!"

The third child watched Xu Xiaoguo stare at his grandfather with envy as he put a stack of banknotes into his pocket. Unable to satisfy his urge to count money, he pushed the cart with a sly smile, said goodbye to the three generations of the Xu family with Han Zhaozhao, and hurried home.

When the two got home, it was not yet time to get off work. Xiao Sanzi helped Han Zhaozhao move the saplings into the yard and was even thinking about helping her dig a hole!

Han Zhaozhao didn't dare to let him dig a hole for her! If her grandmother found out about the trick, she would be stuck in the hole and couldn't get out!

After coaxing him to go home and do his homework, he went back to the room, grabbed an apple and sent the little boy away. Han Zhaozhao locked the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before her grandmother came back, she put the grain seeds and saplings into the space, poured out the torn sacks, shook off the dirt, and put them into the warehouse together with the cart.

He also hurried to collect the radish tops and dried cabbage in the yard and put them into cloth bags for storage.

After sweeping the floor, she went into the kitchen and saw that there was not much water left in the water tank. She picked up a bucket and went to the well in the backyard to pump water to fill the water tank. Of course, she did not forget to add a bucket of space water into the tank.

While cleaning the stove, Han Zhaozhao wondered if there was too little space water, as it seemed that her and her grandmother's bodies had no reaction!

It can't be that their bodies are very strong, without any diseases, and without any messy impurities and toxins?

Come to think of it, it's possible. Although she and her grandmother are not physically strong, they are healthier than many people. Her grandmother just has some minor stomach problems, but she is very strong.

The food and vegetables people eat these days may have low yields, but they are all grown with farmyard manure. Not even a little chemical fertilizer is used, let alone other technologies and hard work. It is truly an absolutely green and healthy food.

Although they all look skinny, most of them are full of strength. Adult men can carry a sack weighing 100 to 200 kilograms as if it were a piece of cake.

There are even many people who can carry weights of three or four hundred kilograms. In this era, strong people can be found everywhere!

Especially the strong laborers in rural areas, they can even be as capable as animals!

Han Zhaozhao is not planning to cook dinner today. The family has bought meat, and her grandmother will definitely refine the oil when she comes back. She will definitely not waste the oil in the pan, and will definitely make some soup or something.

Refining oil is a technical job. If the heat is not enough, the oil will be less. If the heat is too much, the oil will turn yellow and the oil residue will be bitter and unpalatable. It would be a waste if you bought the meat with great difficulty!

In the past, her grandmother was the one who did the oil refining at home, and she was never allowed to help.

It's good to eat ready-made food! She is happy to have a leisurely life without being asked to cook.

After putting the firewood in place and cleaning the pot, Han Zhaozhao finished the auxiliary work. She sat there for a while, unable to sit still, and got up to go to her nurse's room and bring out the needlework basket.

She took out the insoles that her grandmother had sewn tightly, put on a thimble, sat at the door of the main room, and began to sew the insoles stitch by stitch under the remaining ray of setting sun.

It is much easier to make insoles than soles. With her current strength, making shoes is still a bit difficult.

She could use a needle and awl to poke holes, sew them with hemp thread, and if she worked slowly, she could make a thousand-layer sole in three days.

However, her wrist strength was too weak, and she couldn't pull the hemp thread tight, so the stitches she made were too loose. In her grandmother's words, they looked like fat little worms lying on the ground.

The soles of shoes with thousand-layer soles cannot be tightened by pulling the hemp rope. Even if the soles are scrapped, the shoes made from them will not be wear-resistant when worn on the feet. Big holes will be worn on the soles after not long of wearing. By then, the uppers will still be fine, but the soles will be rotten. Isn't that the end of the shoe?

In fact, she quite liked sewing shoe soles. She would sit cross-legged on the kang, scratch her scalp with a needle and awl from time to time, pierce the shoe sole with force, pass a small needle through the eye of the needle, pull out a long piece of hemp thread, and then use the needle and awl to wrap the hemp thread and tighten it. There was always a calm, warm and peaceful atmosphere, which was the memory of her grandmother hidden deep in her mind.

The thousand-layer sole is skillfully made, with different patterns on the front and back. It is neat, solid and beautiful, with a unique beauty.

Hitting the bench makes a loud "bang bang bang" sound, making it the first choice for parents to beat their children!