Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

"Your grandpa is a good person. He sent you a lot of things when you were a child. He bought food and clothes according to the four seasons and sent them to you. But in the past two years, the old man's health has been poor and he can't take care of you anymore!

Hey! Even though we are far away, if we lived closer, our two families could take care of each other more.

Zhaozhao, when you grow up and get married, you can’t marry someone so far away..."

Han Zhaozhao didn't take the rest of the words to heart. It was just her grandmother talking about her future marriage again.

This matter is now her grandmother's catchphrase, and talking about it is like cotton without a mother - the more you talk about it, the longer it gets!

What came to her mind at this moment was a vague, thin figure - her grandfather Liu Tongru.

To be honest, Han Zhaozhao has almost no impression of her grandfather. She only roughly remembers that the old man was tall, thin, quiet, and not very talkative.

My grandfather's family was originally from Heilongjiang Province. When the Japanese occupied the three northeastern provinces, the Liu family was betrayed by traitors because someone in the Liu family participated in the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army, and the entire family was almost wiped out.

My grandfather Liu Tongru luckily survived and fled with his wife and children. He entered the capital and settled down there. He started a new wine-making business.

It was not until the Japanese surrendered that he left a dowry and a house to his daughter who had joined the revolutionary ranks, and returned to Heilongjiang Province with his wife and children.

In the second year after returning home, my grandmother, who had been ill for many years, passed away. She finally rested in peace and was buried in the Liu family's ancestral tomb.

Han Zhaozhao didn't understand what the elderly of this era were thinking. In her opinion, when a person dies, it's like a light goes out. Is it really important to bury him in the ancestral tomb?

It would be wise not to return to Heilongjiang Province.

After all, Beijing is the capital of a country, and its education, medical care and economy are second to none.

If the Liu family had not returned to Heilongjiang Province and had stayed in the capital, perhaps her grandmother would have lived a few more years and her grandfather's health would not have collapsed so quickly.

My uncle's future should be better than it is now. With the family wine-making skills he masters, after the public-private partnership, it will be absolutely no problem for him to find a winery and become a production section chief or workshop director.

But in his hometown in Heilongjiang Province, despite his ancestral skills, he became an ordinary farmer. He worked day and night to farm the land, and could eat, but he would not have any extra income from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

In a remote rural area like Heilongjiang Province, where medical care is backward and medicine is not available even for common colds, it was inevitable that her grandfather's health would gradually deteriorate.

Han Zhaozhao was thinking that she had saved more than 500 yuan, and with the inheritance left by her parents, it was a total of 2,000 yuan.

In addition, the crops in her space should be ripe in the next few days. After harvesting and planting again, her family will no longer have to worry about having no food to eat.

The chickens and ducks raised in the space are laying eggs, and she keeps the eggs to incubate. After the New Year, hundreds of chickens and ducks will hatch. Next year, she will be able to pick up hundreds of eggs every day, which will increase her income and she will not be short of money.

Should she send some money or something to her grandfather? She had never been to Northeast China, so she really didn't know what her grandfather needed.

After discussing with their grandmother, the two went shopping for a few days and began to pack packages to be sent to Heilongjiang Province.

A box of snacks, half a piece of blue cotton cloth, two pounds of brown sugar, two pounds of fruit candy, two cans of malted milk, and a rabbit fur waistcoat.

In addition, Han Zhaozhao also stuffed sixty yuan into his waistcoat, and went to Tongxtang to buy two Angong Niuhuang Pills. He nailed a small wooden box to put them in and stuffed it into the package.

The Angong Niuhuang Pills at this time were different from those in later generations, and the medicinal materials used were the most authentic.

Bezoar is pure natural, musk uses the best part of the door, realgar uses the best male essence, and natural borneol uses plum slices...

Twelve precious Chinese medicinal materials are combined into one medicine, and the oldest traditional pharmaceutical manufacturing method is adopted to produce the magical life-saving elixir - Angong Niuhuang Pills!

Chinese medicine is not all the old-fashioned and slow-acting as people think. Angong Niuhuang Pills are a magic weapon for emergency treatment in traditional Chinese medicine. It can treat coma or cerebral stroke caused by high fever.

It is the legendary life-saving medicine!

Send it to Heilongjiang Province for my grandfather to keep on hand. It may save his life at a critical moment.

The formula of An'an Gong Niuhuang Wan is very particular: Bezoar and water buffalo horn clear away heat and detoxify; pearl and cinnabar calm the nerves; Coptis chinensis, Scutellaria baicalensis and Gardenia jasminoides are bitter and cold in nature, and can directly clear away heat evil;

What’s even more wonderful is the use of four fragrances together: musk, the fragrance of animal essence and blood; realgar, the fragrance of stone; borneol, extracted from the branches and leaves of Lauraceae plants, so it is called the fragrance of wood; and turmeric, the fragrance of grass!

Use the four spices together to create a fragrant and refreshing feeling!

The pills are formed and finally wrapped with a gold foil coating.

Gold, some people say it is poison, some people call it medicine, the secret lies in the craftsmanship and the dosage!

The gold foil wrapped around the pills is as thin as a cicada's wing. Such a tiny amount of gold has the effect of clearing the heart and eliminating phlegm.

Angong Niuhuang Pills can cure acute illnesses and save the dying, and its efficacy is beyond people’s imagination!

The medicine is good, but it is really expensive! And most people can't buy it.

The pills cost 60 yuan each, and with the help of Grandpa Bai and an acquaintance, Han Zhaozhao was able to buy two pills, which cost him a huge sum of 120 yuan.

Han Zhaozhao had just sent a package to her grandfather, and here at home the matter with her parents had also been resolved.

On a snowy morning, there was a sudden knock on the door of Han Zhaozhao's house.

It was a very cold day. There was no one in the alley and the only sound that could be heard between heaven and earth was the rustling of falling snowflakes.

The roofs, trees, roads, and alleys were all covered in a layer of white snow.

Han Zhaozhao went to the front door, peeked out through the crack, and found that it was an acquaintance.

Director Zhang from the neighborhood committee and Secretary Xiao Lin were standing outside her house, followed by two men in military uniforms.

"Zhao Zhao, open the door quickly. The leader of your parents' army is here to visit your grandma."

Han Zhaozhao quickly pulled open the bolt and invited them in.

"It's Director Zhang, please come in! You said these two uncles are the leaders of my parents' army?"

While Han Zhaozhao was welcoming the guests home, he asked Director Zhang what was going on.

"Zhao Zhao, your grandma is not at home today?" Director Zhang asked.

Han Zhaozhao led the guests into the main room and poked the stove to make the suppressed fire burn brighter.

He invited the guests to sit down, and quickly took the teapot to prepare tea. "Director Zhang, two uncles, we don't have any tea at home. I went up the mountain in autumn to pick some chrysanthemums to make tea. Don't be disgusted!"

The younger soldier uncle had a gentle face and was more talkative. He took the tea bowl and said, "Don't mind. Chrysanthemum tea is a good thing. Drinking more can help you fight colds!"

Director Zhang took the tea bowl, held it in his hands to keep warm, and said to Han Zhaozhao: "Zhaozhao, don't bother, we are all adults, you can pour it yourself if you want to drink.

Is your grandma still at work today?"

Han Zhaozhao put down the teapot, poured more water, and replied, "Yes, my grandma has gone to work. Do you need her for anything? Otherwise, I'll go to her office to get her back."

The two soldiers looked at each other, discussed in a low voice, and asked Director Zhang: "Comrade Zhang, where does the old lady work? Is her workplace far from here?"

Director Zhang: "Auntie Han works at a scrap collection station, which is not too far from home, about three or four miles round trip!"

The younger soldier nodded to the older soldier and said, "Lao Gao, wait here for a while. Let Director Zhang accompany me to drive to pick up the old lady and ask for leave for her.

Judging from the situation, the old man will definitely not be able to go to work in the afternoon!"

Director Zhang left Secretary Xiao Lin at the Han family to accompany Leader Gao, and she followed a military uncle named Zeng Bin to the scrap yard.