"My mother said that the family can only work hard to support my younger brother, and the two of us lose money and goods, and it is better to fend for ourselves.

There are many people like me here, who were thrown out by their families. Some of their parents were starving to death and had to beg for food here.

We haven't been able to get food for many days, sister, if it weren't for your two steamed buns, my sister and I don't know when we would be able to eat them. The little girl said, a little worried, although she is not very old, but she understands a lot of truths.

The children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and the more children of poor families are, the more sensible they are, unlike the children of the 21st century, who are the little princesses of their parents at this age, carefree, where will they consider these things, and know so much.

Zhao Xiulan listened to the little girl's words, and her mood was a little heavy.

She knew that there was a serious shortage of food in the northwest, but she didn't expect it to be so serious that adults would abandon their children.

After thinking about it, I came all the way and saw a lot of begging children.

Especially girls, in this era, the patriarchal atmosphere prevails, and it is really embarrassing to let girls fend for themselves.

Zhao Xiulan didn't know how to help these children, so she could only stuff a few more steamed buns for the child.

No amount of help she could have done.

There are so many children, one by one, she doesn't have that much ability.

There is also the fact that she can manage it for a while, but she can't manage it for a lifetime, and they always have to face the hardships and hardships of life by themselves.

After giving the steamed buns, the little girl hurriedly said a few more thanks.

Zhao Xiulan and Jiang Cheng continued to walk towards Chu Xiaobao and Grandma Chu's house.

Seeing the little daughter-in-law's mood become heavy, I also know why.

Jiang Cheng gently held Zhao Xiulan's hand and comforted, "Xiulan, these things are not something we can change, just do what we can, provide them with a little help, and be worthy of our conscience." ”

"Hmm...... I know, it's just that those kids are pitiful......"

"Everyone has their own lives, and there is nothing we can do about it. What we have to do is to contribute well to the country, and only when the whole country becomes rich and strong, can the common people live a good life. ”

Jiang Cheng studied hard before and went to study abroad, just thinking that he could contribute to the development of the motherland.

When he first studied abroad, many of his classmates chose to stay abroad, but he resolutely returned to China, because he knew that his country was in urgent need of talents and development.

Zhao Xiulan nodded, history cannot be changed, Jiang Cheng's idea has been confirmed in the future.

A few decades later, the country is indeed strong and rich, and every ordinary person can eat and drink enough and live a well-off life.

The two of them walked and talked, and before they knew it, they had arrived at Chu Xiaobao's house.

Grandma Chu was sitting in the yard, basking in the sun, holding a sole in her hand, sewing, preparing to make a pair of shoes for Chu Xiaobao.

Children grow fast, and their feet grow fast, and every year or two, the previous shoes can't be worn and need to be redone.

There are still shabby clothes at home, and it doesn't cost much to sew a pair of cloth shoes by yourself, just spend a little more time.

Grandma Chu doesn't have much to do at home, so it's perfectly okay to make a few pairs of shoes.

Her eyes are not very good, presbyopia, she can only sit in the sun, sewing slowly, but not in a hurry.

Chu Xiaobao was not in a hurry to wear it for a while, so it didn't matter if he did it slowly.