"Xiao Yu, come and help Dad get something!"

At the gate of the courtyard, a man in Decca dark blue military civilian clothes carried a bamboo basket in one hand, a hen in the other, and a handful of vegetables under his armpit, and his urgent shouts interrupted her train of thought. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The handsome guy came, she ran to the door in three steps and two steps, and was stunned.

It was her young father, 1.75 meters tall, angular, big eyes, thick eyebrows, a standard manly image, and a standard handsome guy.

"Dad........." Luo Xiaoyu was embarrassed to talk to her father, her father is Chinese New Year's Eve second today, and this age is not as old as her previous life.

Alas, it was weird, she took the dish and asked her father.

"You, where have you been?" Luo Xiaoyu stammered.

"Dad went to buy vegetables at five o'clock, Xiao Yu is still asleep? Is it good today?" Dad Luo Jingquan put down the bamboo basket and touched her head lovingly.

Luo Xiaoyu tilted her head very unnaturally and dodged over, and the young father was still a little uncomfortable standing in front of her.

"You .........." she wanted to ask something, but saw Luo Xiaoxue rush over and throw herself into Luo Jingcai's arms and shouted.

"Daddy, Daddy, did you buy candy? ”

"Dad.........." Luo Jing was just about to explain when he heard a cry.

"Wow!" Luo Xiaoyu cried sadly.

"Dad hasn't bought candy for a long time, woo, Pingping's candy wrapper is so good-looking, woo, I want sugar, I want a good-looking candy wrapper. ”

Alas..........

Luo Jingquan sighed, put down the things in his hand and picked up Luo Xiaoyu and said.

"Xiao Yu don't cry, Dad got up early today, the store is not open, let's buy it for you after dinner at noon, buy a different sugar from last time." ”

"Xiao Yu, hurry up and take a look with my sister, what kind of candy paper does she still lack?" Luo Jingcai hurriedly winked at Luo Xiaoyu.

Luo Xiaoyu understood: "Xiaoyu, sister, look at your candy wrapper, we can exchange with Pingping when the time comes." ”

"How do you change it?"

"Exchange what you have extra for what you don't have! Let's go and count. Luo Xiaoyu led her sister to count the candy wrappers.

Luo Jingquan felt guilty, he hadn't bought candy for his children until the New Year, and a few days ago he wrote from his hometown that his father's health was not very good, and he sent ten yuan back.

The daughter-in-law has a lot of places to use money for confinement, or he will send more.

A few days later, Luo Xiaoyu straightened out the situation at home, in fact, she knew all this, because she was afraid that she would be different from before because of an extra sister.

The current family situation is similar to the previous life, his father Luo Jingquan joined the army from his hometown in Hanshan rural area in S Province, was promoted to work, transferred to the railway, and now works as a worker in the motor section.

Mother Tang Xiangxiang went to secondary school for four years and was assigned to Chencang Petroleum Machinery Factory in S Province.

My father and mother had not been given a house since they got married, so they rented a farmer's house very close to my mother's work.

The place is called the Ink Brigade, and the rented house resembles the layout of ancient times.

The courtyard gate is directly opposite the main house, and on both sides are the side rooms, where the main family and the four families who rent the house live here.

Luo Xiaoyu's home is on the right side of the main house, and the house is not big, with more than 10 square meters.

On the left side of the hall lived the two members of the main family and their two daughters, an eight-year-old named Hu eldest daughter and a six-year-old named Hu Ernu.

In the wing room on the right are Wang Yuejin and Feng Gu.

Wang Yuejin also works on the railway, his wife Li Guihua works in a vegetable shop, and they have a three-year-old daughter named Wang Xiaoya.

Feng Gu just got married, and they were in the same unit as Tang Xiangxiang.

In the wing room on the left lives Yu Jianjian's family, they are all employees of the tobacco factory, and they also have a three-year-old daughter named Pingping.

The house was tense, there was no separate kitchen, everyone set up a stove under their own eaves, and a simple toilet behind the main house was surrounded by bamboo mats.

Two planks were built on a deep pit. The adults told the children not to go to the back, and they heard that there were children in the next brigade who fell into the urine pit and drowned, so every house prepared a spittoon and a urine bucket.

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This is April 1974, Tang Xiangxiang gave birth to her second daughter in confinement in the ink brigade, Luo Jingquan simmered the chicken soup or poached eggs in the pot before going to work, and Tang Xiangxiang got up to serve it himself when he ate it.

Luo Xiaoyu was anxious, but she was not as tall as the pot, and she couldn't pick up her shoulders and lift her hands.

I could only coax my eldest sister Luo Xiaoyu to play, and when I saw the diapers that my mother had changed for my little sister, I threw them into the basin and soaked them.

She would love to help wash it, but her mother would think she was playing in the water.

"Xiao Yu, mom can't finish this egg, come, eat it with my sister,"

Xiao Yu drank this chicken soup. Tang Xiangxiang pretended not to finish eating, and asked Luo Xiaoyu and Luo Xiaoyu to eat separately, and the eldest sister happily rushed over to eat first every time, but Luo Xiaoyu was in a complicated mood.

In her previous life, when her mother gave birth to her younger brother, she thought that she had left it for herself, and every time she came back from school, she ran to the kitchen first to see what was delicious?

But now she still couldn't stand the tempting delicacy, and she ate it with her sister.

Tang Xiangxiang's meal is very simple, with steamed steamed buns and chicken soup in the pot, and a few sticks of charcoal in the hearth.

At noon, Luo Jingquan came back to cook a meal of rice, stir-fry a vegetable, and then continue to simmer chicken soup or poached eggs in the pot, and in the afternoon, it was steamed noodles and pickles. Put leftovers in the house at night.

The eggs and hens of the confinement were bought by Luo Jingquan who got up at five o'clock in the morning and walked a long way from his home to the mountains, intercepting the farmers who came out of the mountains to sell eggs and chickens, and sometimes there were vegetables. A hen costs more than two dollars, and an egg costs five cents a piece.