Chapter Seventy-One: I Can't Afford It
Wu Cuihua knew that a few educated youths would come over to get eggs after dinner. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.
The wind is blowing outside, the wind is blowing on the body, it is cold and painful like a knife, and in such weather, Zhang San's daughter-in-law will not go out again, no matter how much they like to take advantage of them.
Knowing this, she felt upset when she heard her youngest son's cry.
On the one hand, she felt that her son was crying to death like this, and on the other hand, she thought about her lunch at noon, thought that a few educated youths ate better than them, and thought that they would be able to eat the supplied food, and felt all kinds of uncomfortable and complicated in her heart.
Others may not know, but she is Zhu Yuejin's daughter-in-law, and when she was divided into labors before, several educated youths almost didn't ask for food, which she knew well.
People have a supply of grain, so they don't need food, and the rice and noodles that people divide a month and replace them with stick noodles are enough to eat a meal.
If they could also eat the food supply, would life be much better?
Wu Cuihua sighed in her heart, Zhu Yuejin had heard her say a few words when she was cooking before, which would have known that she was depressed.
"Okay, don't think about those useless ones, those children are not bad for us, other people's lives are good, this is people's lives, you have nothing to do, don't think about these haves."
This person is just afraid of pondering, otherwise a good and decent mentality can also ponder messy.
Wu Cuihua understands this truth, that is, she will be annoyed by her youngest son's crying, so she can't help but drill the horns.
"Yuejin, when do you think we will be able to eat the supply of food? You said that we did a lot of work all day this year, and the whole family was digging in the field, why didn't we have enough to eat? ”
Zhu Yuejin was silent, this question asked him how to answer.
He was the captain of the production brigade, and he could hear a little bit about the situation in the county when he was in a meeting.
This year, the county has a bumper harvest, but the grain that can be harvested is not enough for the people of the county to eat the first half of the year with an open stomach.
"Wait a little longer, the state won't leave us alone."
Sighing and ending the topic, the youngest son cried for a long time and found that his parents ignored him at all, crying is a physical job, the more he cries, the more hungry he becomes, he will be a little unable to cry.
"Okay, bear with me, celebrate the New Year today, this year's New Year will definitely make you all have a full stomach. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. ”
This guarantee made the few people in the room happy and alive...... It's not just a bite to eat.
When Ye Qingqing and Xu Bomin walked to the front of the courtyard, they found that the crying in the house had stopped, she glanced sideways at Xu Bomin, the courtyard door was not closed, and the two of them opened it and walked in directly.
"Brother Xu, wait a minute, let's put down the soft cake and take the eggs and leave, as for how this soft cake is made, don't you know more?"
Let Wu Cuihua know that it takes ten eggs to steam a pot of soft cakes, and the imbalance in her heart will definitely come out again.
Although Wu Cuihua has ten atmospheric temperaments, she is also a good mother.
As a good mother, the most unseen thing is that the children are hungry and crying, and when she pulls eggs out of her pocket at noon, the reluctance on her face flashes.
Xu Bomin only hummed lightly, he originally didn't like to talk a lot.
If Ye Qingqing hadn't used eggs at noon, he wouldn't have been nosy and paid for Wang Wenjiu to carry the eggs.
The two knocked on the door, and Wu Cuihua, who had been paying attention to the movement, heard the knock and hurriedly came over to open the door.
"Come in, come in, it's cold outside, get to the stove and bake it."
As soon as Ye Qingqing entered the door, she was pulled to the stove by Wu Cuihua, and she was not polite, she quickly stretched out her hand and roasted it for a while.
"Aunt Wu, Brother Xu and I came to get eggs, this is a soft cake that we steamed at night, with eggs and sugar in it, it tastes pretty good."
Ye Qingqing took out the paper bag from his arms, and as soon as the thing was placed on the table, the smell of incense drew everyone's attention.
Wu Cuihua's little son, who was crying to death just now, suddenly pounced, grabbed a piece and put it in his mouth regardless of it, and was held down by Wu Cuihua.
"Why are you so disobedient, if you continue to do this, get out, our family can't afford to support you, you can go out and beg for food by yourself."
Wu Cuihua said this a little ruthlessly, and the youngest son looked at her pitifully, tears rolling in his eyes.
Ye Qingqing was a little dumbfounded by this sudden change, what kind of operation is this?
Why does she feel a little incomprehensible?
She glanced sideways at Xu Bomin, Xu Bomin knew that she was a little embarrassed, and did not continue to be silent and did not speak.
"Aunt Wu, these were originally brought for you to taste, and children can let them eat if they want to, and they are not expensive things."
Although there are a lot of eggs, these are really not expensive in Ji Fan's eyes, and he has eaten more and rarer things than this when he was at home in the past.
Wu Cuihua felt a little embarrassed by him when he said this, and she didn't know that she was okay and wanted to compare with a few educated youths.
knew that it couldn't be compared, and knew that people had food to eat, but she still couldn't help but be envious.
"Yes, Aunt Wu, let the children taste it, it's not a good thing, it's just used to please the New Year, and it's something to eat as a snack."
Ye Qingqing looked at Wu Cuihua with a smile, and the relief in her eyes made Wu Cuihua feel a lot more comfortable.
She broke the soft cake that her youngest son had just snatched into four portions, and each of the four children handed a small piece.
"Come, you all taste it, and if it's delicious, Mom will make it for you later."
The scene should be said or said, but Ye Qingqing will not take it seriously, and Wu Cuihua herself will not take it seriously.
The youngest son just wanted to cry aggrieved, and he couldn't care about anything to eat, so he swallowed a small piece of soft cake in two or three bites.
Then he stared at the remaining three pieces on the table with sparkling eyes.
"Mom, it's delicious, it's delicious, you can give me another piece."
The youngest son didn't dare to reach out to grab it, so he shook Wu Cuihua's arm desperately.
Ye Qingqing sighed in his heart, but they themselves couldn't eat enough and were hungry, and it was useless to sigh, they were also qualified to help others.
"What to eat, let your dad freeze it, and then take it out to eat after the New Year."
Of course, good things should be saved until the New Year's Day, and the better the Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, the better the omen of the new year.
This will Wu Cuihua, where can she take care of that little bit of envy, jealousy and hatred.
However, Ye Qingqing is smart and has a lot of eyes, and as soon as her big eyes rolled, she said again.
"We also shared a piece of it for a few people in the afternoon, and we are also going to share another piece for the New Year, this soft cake is delicious, but it is not easy to make."
Although she didn't say it explicitly, Wu Cuihua had already understood that there must be too many things to put in it.
Thinking of those eggs, she somewhat understood what Ye Qingqing was hinting at.
"Thank you so much Qingqing and Bo Min, you said you would come, and you made a special trip to bring us something."
Wu Cuihua found the basket of eggs from the corner of the stove.
"At noon, Wen Jiu and I have counted each other, and you can check it again, so it is convenient to worry."
Ye Qingqing shook his head, what else is there to count here, this basket of eggs can have sixty or seventy, and it is really conscientious to sell them for two yuan.
She reached out and pulled three eggs out of the basket and placed them on the table.
"Aunt Wu, cook some eggs for the child to eat, grow your body, you can't eat enough."
Wu Cuihua almost burst into tears when she said this.
If the family really has that condition, how can she starve her child, she can't help it.
Carrying a basket out of Wu Cuihua's house, they were still greeted by a howling north wind.
Ye Qingqing tightened the clothes on her body, "This day is really hell, I should have let Brother Wang and the two of them experience it." ”
Xu Bomin smiled, Wang Wenjiu is lazy, he just wants to be a matchmaker.
"Qingqing, how do you know we're going back to the city?"
This question didn't seem to come out of his mouth at all, and the smile on Ye Qingqing's face instantly froze on his lips.
How is she going to tell people that life in the countryside is coming to an end?
"If I say I dreamed, would you believe it?"
"It depends on how beautiful your dreams are." Xu Bomin smiled, but when he didn't hear her half-truths, he looked down at her very seriously.
"Well, I'll listen to whatever you say, and if I can really go back to the city, it's good to think about it."