Zhao Xiulan noticed her younger sister.

Zhao Xiuzhu is six years old this year, the children of poor families have long been in charge of the house, they are very sensible, and the six-year-old children can do any job.

Like the original owner, long-term malnutrition has caused the whole person to be thin, with yellow, black and thin hair, and bulging eyes, like a monkey.

He was wearing an ill-fitting coat with several patches and a few holes, all of which were a little white.

Poor, too poor.

In this era, materials are scarce, and the Zhao family is also very poor.

Looking at Zhao Xiuzhu's concerned eyes, Zhao Xiulan pulled the corners of her mouth and said with a smile, "It's okay, Xiuzhu, my sister is much better." ”

Listening to Zhao Xiulan's words, Zhao Xiuzhu breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the doors and windows, and after confirming that no one was there, she secretly took out a piece of nest head from her pocket and stuffed it into Zhao Xiulan's hand.

"Sister, you haven't eaten for a long time, you take this nest head, and I secretly hid it from the captain of the work today." Zhao Xiuzhu whispered.

The brigade goes to work every day, and a little food will be distributed. Some of them eat it directly, and some adults are reluctant to eat it, so they will stay and take it back to the children.

The wowotou is pinched with some coarse grains, as well as wild vegetable leaves and straw stalks, which taste a little choked.

Even so, in this era of food shortage, what can fill the stomach is good.

Some people don't have enough food, even the bark on the mountains is good, and in order to survive, they will eat grass, eat tree bark, and even cook and eat the belts at home.

Zhao Xiulan has learned some of the history of the 60s and knows the difficulties of this era.

Zhao Xiuzhu was able to leave the wowotou and think about giving her food, which made Zhao Xiulan's heart warm.

"Xiuzhu, you eat it yourself, you are also hungry, you don't have to give it to your sister." is such a nest, Zhao Xiuzhu can't eat enough.

Looking at her sister who was so thin, Zhao Xiulan was thinking about how to make her sister fat.

There are materials in the space, but I'm not afraid of not having food. It's just that how to take it out and explain the source is a troublesome thing.

"Sister, you are hungrier than me, and you are sick again, you should eat." Zhao Xiuzhu pushed it to Zhao Xiulan again.

"Sister has something to eat!"

Zhao Xiuzhu's dark eyes stared at Zhao Xiulan, obviously a little curious.

Zhao Xiulan pretended to put her hand in her pocket, and with a thought, she had two more hard-boiled eggs in her hand, which were still a little warm, and then took them out of her pocket.

"Sister has two eggs, come, Xiuzhu eats one, sister eats one."

Zhao Xiuzhu was taken aback, and then lowered her voice and asked Zhao Xiulan, "Sister, where did you get the eggs?" ”

In this era, you can't eat rice, eggs are undoubtedly excellent things, and after Zhao Xiuzhu saw it, her whole eyes were shining.

Zhao Xiulan smiled slightly, and casually made an excuse, "I picked it up from the haystack, I didn't tell Aunt Mei, I secretly cooked it myself." Xiuzhu, let's eat one by one, don't tell Aunt Mei! ”

Although Zhao Xiuzhu is small, she is very shrewd, and she knows that if this good thing is known by Ma Yumei, it will definitely not reach the hands of their sisters.

So he nodded heavily, "Sister, I know, I definitely won't tell Aunt Mei." Great, I haven't eaten eggs, the eggs at home are either used for food, or they are eaten by Aunt Mei and Sister Lijuan, I heard that eggs are delicious......"