In the poor era, it was not uncommon to see scenes of stuttering and eating and grabbing. Director Huang and the others finished eating, so he sat at the table and watched Jiang Xiaochi eat.

Jiang Xiaochi ate in a low-key manner, slow and reasonable, and Song Lao Er's belly was full of burps, and she didn't mean to put down her chopsticks at all.

Jiang Xiaochi looked at the curious eyes, "Hehe" smiled: "There is no food at home, so I will go back and save the dinner at night." As he spoke, he didn't forget to take advantage of the gap between words to continue to stuff two mouthfuls of bread into his mouth.

Director Huang changed his solemnity and attitude to the people: "It's understandable! When I go back, I will respond to your situation with the above, and the organization will help solve any difficulties. ”

Jiang Xiaochi shook his head with a rattle: "Don't you dare to make trouble for the government, my grandmother said, our croppers will pass by tightening their belts, it is nothing more than doing a meal of thin things, which is not much better than the hard life of the old society." ”

The comrade with a kind attitude was more satisfied with Jiang Xiaochi's answer: "She is worthy of being a martyr's mother, and only such a high consciousness can cultivate heroic sons and daughters like your father." ”

Director Huang nodded: "Comrade Jiang Dalin has made contributions to the country and the people, and the proper care of the government of the martyrs' sons and daughters is not too much. Bu Laosi, a big tumor, has been lurking among the people for so many years, which shows its viciousness. Now that it has been exposed by you, it is another great achievement. Therefore, if you have any requirements, as long as it is reasonable, the government will try to help you solve them. ”

"It's because Captain Jiang teaches a lot on weekdays, and my grandmother doesn't understand the big truth." Jiang Xiaochi only hated that Jiang Dawu was not in front of him now, and he was cheap to Qian Jiang, otherwise she would be able to shoot a little louder.

There is no shortage of grain and Qianjiang Xiaochi now, but he doesn't dare to blatantly take it out, and it is a good time to take the opportunity to launder and rationalize.

But people can't be polite and can't put their faces on it: "Then comrade leader, let me think about it first, and I'll tell you when I'm full." After speaking, I didn't forget to laugh twice with "hehe": "Other people's food is fragrant, but the stomach is still hungry." ”

Qian Jiang's face on the side was very gloomy, and the greedy girl actually said that she was "hungry", and she didn't have anything to do with whether she was full or not. Qian Jiang was in a panic in his heart, so he asked the canteen master to bring out a plate of bud rice pastries, and boiled a pot of bud rice batter and sent it over.

Jiang Xiaochi was secretly happy in her heart, Qian Jiang looked like an old fox, she still remembered the stubble that the accommodation problem was not solved well last night, and she felt uncomfortable pain if she didn't eat anything from him.

Only this time, Jiang Xiaochi only took a piece of bud rice pastry, and after serving a bowl of bud rice batter to Song Xiaosi next to him, he put all his thoughts on bud rice batter.

Song Lao Er's eldest son has the heart to try the bowl again, who doesn't know that the taste of bud rice batter is much stronger than that of dried sweet potato. But I couldn't get over the face when I put down the chopsticks and then served the bowl, and I couldn't bear it because of the worms in my stomach.

The bud rice batter is mushy, steaming and fragrant, and the two lepers at the next table are all dripping out.

Jiang Xiaochi snickered in his heart, knowing what Da Shunzi meant, he got up and unceremoniously picked up a spoon and filled a bowl for each person, anyway, it was not his own food, so he was not reluctant. While holding his mouth, he explained: "The big guys have tasted it, the sweet potato porridge and the two pee-splashing things, and the bud batter made by the canteen master can be done!" ”

Qian Jiang's slap in the face, the bud rice batter was not good at all, but because of the sweet potato porridge, it fell into people's hands.

Waiting for the basin to be brought to Director Huang and the others, Jiang Xiaochi was polite, and when he saw Director Huang and the others waving their hands, he directly held the rice bowl and hugged it. Although he still eats slowly, his head is almost planted in a pot. The eyes of those present changed color, how much food can the family afford to eat like this, thin and skinny, this is the support of a starving ghost!

Director Huang endured his good temperament: "Don't just drink thin, eat something dry, and fight hunger." ”

Jiang Xiaochi reluctantly moved his head out of the basin, flashed a pair of big eyes that were scared to death, and said timidly: "Leader, shall I bring the cake home and give me milk?" If I don't go home, my grandmother must be reluctant to eat alone, hungry and waiting for me. ”

Listening to Jiang Xiaochi's words, he couldn't eat and wanted to walk around, but the people present were originally laughing and slowly changed their taste. This kid has a good heart, and it seems that he is worried about his grandmother.

Qian Jiang was embarrassed and took the lead in speaking: "Cheng!" I'll wait for you to get back later, and I'll ask someone to wrap you up again. Only expressed his attitude, Qian Jiang felt that he was tricked by Jiang Xiaochi, a little girl: whose family can eat enough now, whose children have not eaten, and the adults in the family can eat first? You must know that Xiajia Village is a well-known difficult village in the county.

Quietly, Jiang Xiaochi sold all the hardships that should be sold. Before I could do it, I had a good meal.

Although there is no fish and no meat, Jiang Xiaochi is satisfied with this meal, the key is not only to eat enough, but also to obviously eat and support. In order to prove that he was bitter and hateful, at the end, Jiang Xiaochi poured another bowl of water, shook the basin, poured all the grunts into his stomach, and endured the hiccups, and then put down the chopsticks in his hand with satisfaction.

Qian Jiang was completely convinced: she robbed the pig's rice, but she gave the master one less job to brush the pot.

Director Huang couldn't hold back the shock in his heart: "Have you eaten?" I didn't dare to mention the word "full" in my heart, so I finally had a good meal, and I didn't want to break the child anymore.

Qian Jiang listened to it and was really worried that Jiang Xiaochi would say a "no", good guy, four or five big men don't have the amount of food she has.

After half a day's journey, my stomach was really hungry. I'm small, and I wanted to go to Bu Laosi's house to touch something to add to my stomach. But who would have thought, Westinghouse's smell, the tangy fragrance......"

At the beginning of this article, Director Huang couldn't listen to it, which is a heroic deed, this is a typical example of petty theft in rural areas, and the whole thing is crooked.

Seeing that Director Huang's face was wrong, Jiang Xiaochi hurriedly recycled his words: "Anyway, I will find out the secret of Westinghouse." Originally, I still didn't dare to say it, but I listened to Director Qian's training to hand over my sister-in-law, and I was upright. Seeing that someone was in charge of us, I mustered up the courage to dig out the secret of Bu Laosi Westinghouse. ”

Qian Jiang listened to this warmth in his heart, and the heroic deeds of a wild girl turned out to be an invisible leader. I only hated that I didn't find a good place for Jiang Xiaochi to live yesterday, and I was secretly ruthless, and I must bring a few more cakes to Jiang Xiaochi for a while, so as to make up for last night's mistakes.

Then, Jiang Xiaochi depicted the whole process in a frenzied manner, and the timid mental activities at every critical moment were all supported by Qian Jiang's eyes, so that he had the courage to make a final struggle against the hostile reactionaries.

Qian Jiang was moved for a while when he heard this, he is not a martyr's bereaved family, how can his spiritual consciousness be so high, and his influence on words and deeds is simply indispensable.

Director Huang originally thought that he could hear more valuable information in Jiang Xiaochi's mouth, but he didn't expect that a half-old child was indeed a "rare" person who understood, and all three sentences and two sentences of his own credit were deducted on Qian Jiang's head.