The children fell completely silent, all of them were honest, and they no longer yelled and ran away from home.

I can't leave if I want to, Ding Haixing and their superiors issued a notice as soon as their voice fell, asking the young generals to end this kind of action and go back to their respective schools.

After running around for several months, the students returned to school one after another.

But the school was still closed, and the children were still idle, but the ban on the camp was lifted, and no one went out, but a lot of children came.

Ding Haixing looked at Jing Boda and Hongying with a serious expression, "The camp is lively now, but there are many people here, don't move forward." Do you understand? ”

"I know this, most of the people who come are in the parents' house, the children are no one to take care of, the school is not in class, and they are bullied in the city, and they are sent here to be taken care of by relatives or comrades-in-arms. Our environment here is relatively stable. Hongying looked at Ding Haixing and said compassionately, "Actually, it's quite pitiful." ”

"I've inquired about this, and the school's call is to resume classes and make a revolution, but those from bad families are bullied in school, splashed with garbage, locked the door from the outside when they go to the toilet, and put a bucket of water on the door of the classroom. Parents don't know where they are, their children are not taken care of, and they are beaten by other people's water dogs, anyway, they have a variety of methods to rectify people. Jing Boda shook his head slightly, feeling a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, "No wonder Zhan's mother said, whoever has a hard fist is the master in these years, and he is good and bullied." If your fists are hard enough, you can still kill a bloody path, otherwise you will be bullied. ”

"It's really a broken heart." Hongying sighed.

"It's good that you understand in your hearts, I'm just afraid that some radicals will do things." Ding Haixing said worriedly.

"Don't worry! Mother Zhan, Uncle Leng, the great god is in charge, they don't dare to mess around. Jing Boda said confidently.

The children are sensible, Ding Haixing immediately stopped continuing the topic, "You guys are going to the city again tomorrow to see your uncle, don't hide it from me for your uncle, and follow the good news and not the bad news." ”

"No, no, how dare we deceive you!" Hongying hurriedly said.

"It's New Year's Day in two days, bring more delicious food to my uncle." Ding Haixing looked at them and said.

"Okay, no problem." Jing Boda replied happily.

In the past two months, Jing Boda and Hongying have entered the city from time to time, except for sending things to Ding Guodong, the two of them are like ants moving, and they have bought a lot of good goods.

And Hongying didn't pick up gold ingots every day in such a lucky way.

But these two guys are also bold and actually went to the black market.

The state strictly prohibits buying and selling in the black market, and prohibits ordinary people from trading privately.

However, in the era of scarcity of materials, especially under hunger, there are not a few people who take risks, and the black market has become a tacit place for everyone.

After the summer and autumn harvests, the rural peasants in the suburbs of the cities secretly run out and make private deals with the workers and cadres in the cities who are short of grain but have money.

Some of the trading locations are traded in the streets and alleys, some are traded under the trees and bridges, and some are traded in the underground tunnels of the railway station. All in all, sneaky.

Everyone's life is not easy, and sometimes those in uniform are forced to go to the villagers to exchange food, so they usually turn a blind eye.

However, Ding Haixing didn't want them to run the black market, but he had suffered on the black market, although it was designed by someone.

But if they can not go, Ding Haixing suggested that they go to the thrift market, where it is more secure, and there are many things, as long as a small amount of money can buy antiques, calligraphy and paintings, jewelry and jade.

There is no shortage of money at home, and there are not many places where you need money, so what are you keeping it for? Waiting for the depreciation!

It's not a beautiful flower, but it's also open.

The three of them are at home, and no one is locked up to start the journey of the loser.

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Shen Yiling has been pregnant for more than four months, and there is no authoritative obstetrician and gynecologist in the hospital now, so Shen's mother took her to push a bicycle and take Ding Ruhong to her former subordinates for examination.

Shen's mother knocked on the door of the small courtyard and entered the courtyard with Shen Yiling.

"Grandma Han." Ding Ruhong, who was sitting in the stroller, said obediently.

"Oops! We are really good. Han Ying looked down at Ding Ruhong and said lovingly, raised her eyes at them and said, "Come in, it's cold outside." ”

Shen Yiling and Shen's mother pushed their bicycles into the yard, supported the car, picked up their granddaughter, and followed Han Ying into the house.

"It's a little cold at home, how nice it would be for me to go to you!" Han Ying said embarrassedly.

Not only is it a little cold, it's similar to an ice cellar, obviously there is no fire.

"Sit down! I went out and grabbed a briquette, and I started a fire. Han Ying took a raw briquette and went out of the house, and after a while, she came back with a half-burned briquette, lit the stove in the center of the living room, opened the chimney, and let it burn quickly.

"I'm home alone, I can save it, but I can't do it, I go to the bed." Han Ying sat down on the chair with a busy time.

Mother Shen looked at the needle and thread that Han Ying put on the table, and said through the radish slices, "What is Xiao Han doing?" ”

"Dry some dried radishes, and eat them when you come back." Han Ying raised her eyes and said with a warm smile, "Old leader, sit down." ”

Mother Shen looked at her and said. "Don't call me the old leader, I'm not anymore."

Han Ying stopped and looked at her and said, "In my heart, you will always be the old leader." ”

Mother Shen shook her head slightly when she heard this, "Whatever you want." ”

Shen Yiling looked at her early forties, her hair combed meticulously, wearing a work uniform and blue sleeves, it was hard to imagine that she was an excellent obstetrician and gynecologist.

Han Ying started to wear the radish slices again, "You guys wait a while, when I'm done, I'll check Yi Ling again." ”

"Look at your movements, are you?" Shen's mother quipped.

"It's not forced." Han Ying smiled self-deprecatingly, smiled cheerfully and said, "I delivered the child with both hands, and now I also have a kitchen knife." In the past, my family Lao Xia always said that I was clumsy, but now let him come and see, poor days are the best training class. ”

"Can you eat that much alone?" Mother Shen looked at her and smiled.

"I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if, now it's so messy everywhere, in case you can't buy vegetables, don't catch blind. It's hard to drink white porridge in winter! Han Ying was wearing radish slices slipperily.

"It's good to have white porridge to drink now." Shen Mu snorted coldly and said, "Now only eight taels are given for a catty of white rice, and the remaining two taels are sorghum flour and cornmeal." ”

"Old leader, you also care about firewood, rice, oil and salt." Han Ying quipped with a smile.

"The one who lives now is not a budgeter." Mother Shen sighed, "I don't know what will happen tomorrow today, can I do it if I don't make careful calculations?" ”

"Yes! Not all the youngsters are gone. Han Ying said casually, "Don't you know if you can return to the past day this day?" ”