Lu Anyao picked a total of thirty eggs, and finally looked at the remaining five in the basket, so he simply asked for them all. She then asked www.biquge.info "How do you want to change it?" ”

"Little girl, an egg counts you six cents. The eggs of the supply and marketing cooperatives are one yuan a catty, and when calculated, one is also seven cents. The middle-aged uncle said very kindly.

Che Daiyao didn't know the price of eggs at this time, but after thinking about it, he felt that he hadn't been cheated, which was quite reasonable. If what the uncle said was true, he would have cheapened her by a penny.

"Okay, no problem."

The middle-aged uncle was frightened by her cheerfulness, and said with some excitement: "Can you give me a meat ticket?" "The mother-in-law at home has not eaten pork for a long time, and it is getting cold, and the child does not even have a new dress, but this little girl only buys eggs. Forget it, let's change the meat ticket first, it's already very good to have meat to eat, let's save clothes first, alas......

Lu Anyao bought pork just now, 0.78 yuan a catty, so she gave the middle-aged uncle a proper meat ticket, and took out two 2-foot cloth tickets from her pocket and handed them over: "Uncle, you can buy some cloth and make clothes for your children." ”

The boy next to her had too many holes in his clothes, and it was difficult to cover them even with patches, and even she couldn't stand it.

"This," the middle-aged uncle looked closely at the meat ticket and cloth ticket in his hand, and wanted to take the cloth ticket away, their family was really short of cloth! However, the 4-foot cloth is rare, and the other party is a little girl.

"Uncle, just take it, I still have a lot of cloth tickets at home, look at me, I can't wear all my clothes." She said in a brisk tone, carrying her eggs and drifting away. This cloth ticket is nothing to her, and it may not be available to the uncle for a year.

"Thank you, thank you, little girl! Thank you! The middle-aged man was ecstatic, his eyes were moist, and he silently looked at the direction Lu Anyao left, this little girl is a good person!

Lu Anyao took the opportunity to walk around the black market, and when she was about to reach the exit, she saw that there was a place that also sold chicken, the difference was that her chickens were all killed. She excitedly walked over and bought all the slaughtered chickens.

It was an old woman who sold things, wrapped the things for her, and after their respective transactions, Lu Anyao looked at the small wave of ragged people next to the exit, thoughtfully. They slept in the open air with their blankets, and some of them didn't even have a cover.

"Auntie, do you know who those are?"

"They......" The eldest lady glanced at her and sighed: "There was an earthquake in Tangshan not long ago, and these are refugees from Tangshan." Now that we can't eat enough, who has the strength to care about them. We were famine and dead then, and now there is an earthquake......"

Listening to the pessimistic voice of the eldest lady, Lu Anyao couldn't help frowning. Tangshan earthquake!

The Tangshan earthquake was in 1976, and she didn't know exactly what month it was, but it obviously happened before she came to this time and space, and Tangshan was in the province next door to Z City, and it seemed that the refugees came here in the past.

At this time, the country was still in a state of poverty and whiteness, and all aspects were not very perfect, and natural disasters were pressed down again, and there was no chance to catch their breath. She suddenly felt how happy she was in the era she lived in, at least she didn't have to worry about having no food. Maybe she can take out the things in the space to save them, but how long can she save them with her own strength? She's not a saint. One or two are fine, but there is nothing that can be done about more. If someone with a heart discovers the secret of space, you don't have to think about what kind of fate she will be!

Lu Anyao walked home in despair, feeling sad for those who lost their homes in the earthquake and blaming herself for her inaction.

"Bring it! Give it to us! ”

In the alley ahead, three boys of seven or eight years old surrounded a little boy, seemingly grabbing something.

The clothes of the four people were all tattered, dirty and black, and they could no longer be seen.

The four- or five-year-old boy fiercely protected a yellowed steamed bun in his hand, and a pair of clear eyes revealed the fierceness that should not belong to this age: "You dare to rob me of something, don't give it!" ”

"If you don't give it, you have to give it!"

A few people laughed strangely, and broke the steamed buns in his hands together, and after a few efforts, the steamed buns arrived in their hands, and they quickly divided the steamed buns, like a few hungry wolves, and ate the steamed buns to the fullest.

"Give me back the steamed buns!" The little boy was like an angry puppy, grabbing a person's hand and biting it, and the other person, seeing this, pushed him into a corner, and several people walked over and punched and kicked the little boy, "What! ”

After beating people, several people disappeared soon, and they had to go elsewhere to grab food.

Lu Anyao looked at the scene in front of him in shock, the kung fu of this group of children fighting in a group is not lost to the means of fighting junior high school students and high school students in later generations.

"Little brother." She trotted over, put the bag in her hand on the ground, and picked up the little boy on the ground.

The voice was as gentle as water, and the little boy raised his head, saw her clearly, clean as an angel, and hurriedly shrank back.

The boy in front of him was thin and small, his face was all black, like a little black cat, and it was normal to have only a pair of bright big amber eyes.

Lu Anyao has always been soft-hearted, took out a piece of brown sugar cake she had just bought from the bag, and smiled lightly: "I'm hungry, I'll give it to you." ”

The delicate brown sugar cake, still steaming slightly, a fragrance penetrated the little boy's nose, he swallowed his saliva fiercely, and said viciously: "Don't." ”

Get up from the ground and go.

"You're not hungry?" Lu Anyao moved in front of him and brought the brown sugar cake to his little face.

The little boy's eyes kept looking at the brown sugar cake, and he didn't move, and suddenly he tilted his head, "Don't you pity me!" I won't eat it, take it! ”

Hehe...... It's still a tsundere little Zhengtai.

I obviously wanted to eat it but I couldn't bear it, and I fought to the death for a piece of steamed buns just now.

"It seems that you don't like to eat brown sugar cakes, so forget it~"

"Humph!" The little boy blinked his big eyes a little aggrieved, and watched as she put the brown sugar cake back into the bag.

"Then let's eat a jar of eight-treasure porridge."

Eight Treasure Porridge ???

She had taken out a jar out of nowhere, and the little boy stared curiously at the strange tin can in her hand.

Lu Anyao opened the jar neatly, unfolded the spoon, and gave it to him, "Now, will you die if you eat it?" Lying children are not cute at all~"

Kind stupid woman!

The little boy snatched the eight-treasure porridge, he was really hungry, and he ate the eight-treasure porridge until there was not a single grain left. He patted his little belly with a little satisfaction, glanced at Lu Anyao expressionlessly, didn't say a word, his expression was quite natural, and he raised his feet and left.