Li Sanjiang thought about it and felt that what everyone said was very reasonable.

Today is rescued, so what should I do tomorrow when the old lady looks for a short time?

Isn't it possible to watch the old lady all day long?

However, when he thought of causing trouble to his old comrades-in-arms, he was very entangled and contradictory in his heart.

"Okay, Mom, I promise you, as long as you don't look for short-sightedness, I promise you anything."

Li Sanjiang chose family affection and principle in the end, and finally chose to compromise.

However, he looked very painful.

In fact, everyone understands him quite well.

He is now missing a leg, he is a disabled person, and his self-esteem is very strong, especially for fear that others will look down on him, he never participates in the comrades-in-arms gatherings on weekdays, and he doesn't want to trouble others when he encounters things.

In time.

It caused his current psychology.

However, fortunately now, under the pressure of Cui Hongying, he had to compromise.

"Son, you can agree, my mother is very happy, but don't worry, we can't let your brothers help in vain, we will pay back the money slowly, the most important thing at present is to marry that girl into the door first, so as not to have another moth in their family."

"Okay, I'll listen to my mother." Li Sanniang nodded tearfully.

Li Sanjiang sat on the ground, glanced at everyone with his eyes, his emotions were a little excited, and he choked up,

"Brothers, don't say anything, thank you!"

He bowed his head to everyone.

"That's right, we're all brothers, and no one has ever encountered a problem."

"Alright, don't be sensational, we're still waiting for the wedding wine."

Cui Hongying was very happy when she saw this.

Her son's lifelong major event has been solved, and her heart is relieved, her most wish in this life is that her son can marry a daughter-in-law, and finally be able to spread the branches and leaves, and give their old Li family a succession.

She stood up, went to get Li Sanjiang's crutches first, and then helped him up.

Then he said to the people,

"Thank you for today's events."

Cui Hongying helped Li Sanjiang to walk back, and then turned around and said, "Let's go, go to my house for dinner, and my aunt will make dumplings for you to eat."

"Okay, let's eat dumplings."

Everyone laughed and replied.

Everyone knew each other, and no one said anything about today's events.

After all, the result is good, and this is what everyone wants to see.

Several people took the car back to Li Sanjiang's house.

Yang Jun greeted Ji Demin and told him to go to the credit union to withdraw money.

Ji Demin didn't say anything when he heard it, but stuffed him with a wad of fine grain stamps and meat stamps.

Yang Jun looked at it, didn't shirk, and put it directly in his pocket.

Then, he drove alone in the other direction.

Three hundred yuan is not a small amount, and no one will have a few hundred yuan on him, so Yang Jun used the excuse to withdraw the money, but in fact, he was going to take some ingredients.

Cui Hongying said that she wanted to invite everyone to eat dumplings, this is not a joke, with their dozen strong men, they must not eat people poor.

Eating dumplings is the highest way to thank you.

However, not everyone can afford it, let alone so many people today.

Now that the rations are so tight, the white flour is even more difficult to get, and even if the annual quota of fine grains is used up, it will not be enough for them to eat one meal.

Therefore, of course, this meal can't be eaten so comfortably, so Ji Demin asked him to come out and buy some white noodles and pork to go back.

He has white flour and money in his space, so he doesn't have to go to the vegetable market at all.

He drove the car to a place where there was no one, looked around and saw that there was no one, and with a thought, a bag of fifty pounds of flour appeared in the back seat, and then he took out three hundred yuan and twenty pounds of pork from the space.

He was afraid of attracting attention, so he deliberately rubbed for a while before going back.

Back in the courtyard where Li Sanjiang's house was, Yang Jun walked inside with pork in one hand and flour in the other.

As soon as I entered the yard, I looked

saw Cui Hongying borrowing flour and meat tickets from her neighbors.

"Aunt Wang, Jiang'er's comrades-in-arms are here, I want to make dumplings for them to eat, see if you can lend me five catties of white noodles and two catties of meat tickets first, and I will pay you back at the end of the year."

The food stamp was borrowed by an aunt who was about the same age as Cui Hongying.

When she heard that she was borrowing food stamps and meat stamps, and borrowing so much, she immediately showed a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Aunt Li, it's not that I don't borrow it, I've been gnawing on my own nest for half a year, where did I get the white noodles, as for the meat ticket, I just borrowed it, and I can't buy meat in the market."

"Aunt He......"

Cui Hongying wanted to say something more, but the aunt Wang turned around and went home and closed the door.

Seeing this, Yang Jun's expression was gloomy.

Unexpectedly, everyone's life is so difficult, and if you want to eat dumplings, you have to borrow from your neighbors.

Even today, Cui Hongying can borrow white noodles and meat tickets, what can she take to pay them back in the future?

"Auntie, what do you think I've brought back?"

Yang Jun lit up the pork and white side in his hand to her.

"Ah, my aunt doesn't know what to say, she said that she invited you to eat dumplings, and in the end she asked you to provide the ingredients, I ...... it."

Cui Hongying couldn't cry as she spoke.

"Auntie, look at what you said, if you really invite us to eat dumplings, you can't make your family poor?" Yang Jun gaged and half-jokingly.

"You see that you have helped us so much, and you have made you pay out of your pockets, and my aunt doesn't know what to say......

"Auntie, you just treat us as your own sons, and don't be polite to your own people."

"That ......"

Cui Hongying wanted to say something, but Yang Jun was afraid that she would be endless, so he said directly: "Auntie, I've been acting with you for a day, and I'm already hungry, let's go back and make dumplings."

"Okay, okay, auntie, I'll make dumplings for you."

When Cui Hongying heard this, she burst into tears and smiled, took the pork in Yang Jun's hand and walked home.

As soon as we got home, everyone came to help.

After all, how troublesome it is to make dumplings, everyone knows it, not to mention that everyone can't watch Cui Hongying busy alone.

However, the good thing is that everyone is a veteran.

When I was in the army, when it came to the Chinese New Year, everyone went to the canteen to help make dumplings, so everyone here would make dumplings more or less.

Wang Erwa changed into Li Sanjiang's clothes, he took the noodle bag in Yang Jun's hand, found a basin and began to make noodles.

This guy likes noodles the most, in his words, kneading the noodles in his hands is like kneading a white rabbit, which is soft and has a feel.

Several other comrades-in-arms were not idle, some helped boil water to scald pig hair, and some helped choose green onions.

The only one who didn't do it was Ji Demin.

This old fellow, sitting on a chair at the door, looked like a graceful wanderer, spitting a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at the busy figure in front of him with confused eyes.

He seems to like everyone's solidarity and mutual assistance very much, one side is in trouble and all sides are supportive, and there is no flame mountain in this world that cannot be passed.

Yang Jun found a small bench, sat next to him, and watched him smoke a cigarette, so he hurriedly pulled out a Chinese cigarette and handed it to him.

He didn't continue to smoke, but took it and looked at it, and said,

"Help me get 2,000 pounds of pork."

As soon as Yang Jun wanted to refuse, he raised his hand and interrupted him,

"Don't tell me you can't get it, there's no meat to sell in the market now, and you only got so much meat with just two cigarettes, I don't believe you have no way to do it."

Yang Jun was shocked when he heard this.

He didn't expect Ji Demin to be so observant, he deliberately lingered outside for so long before coming back, but he didn't expect to be seen by him.

"I have an acquaintance in the vegetable market, and he keeps it for me every day, so I just go over and get it."

Ji Demin smiled and shook his head slightly.

"Now we are in the factory

The workers haven't seen meat for nearly half a year, I just want to get a pound of meat for each of them to taste, and I don't ask where you got it, so my brother is cheeky and begs you this time, okay?"

Yang Jun spread his hands and sighed, "What else can I say?"

"A piece of seventy-one pound." Yang Jundao.

"Why don't you grab it?" Ji Demin was shocked when he heard this, and said with a stiff neck.

"Heh, I'm not robbing, am I?"

"You...... Okay, no tickets."

When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes.

Now in the market, pork has long been sold for a piece of 61 catties, which is double the original price, and even at this price, I don't want to buy meat.

Only one pig is killed in the vegetable market every day, and this pig is not big, at most less than 200 catties, and after the pig is killed, it will not be placed on the stall at all.

Most of these pork are sold out by various internal connections, so ordinary citizens can't see what pork looks like.

This is typical of the market priceless.

When is the richest meat ticket in the hands of the common people now, it must be now.

Because the meat ticket stub can't be spent, it's all in my hand.

As for what Lao Ji said about not bringing tickets, it seems to take advantage, but in fact, it has no impact at all.

There is no meat for the ticket, and the meat ticket stub is useless.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if you want a meat ticket or not, but, according to a piece of seventy-one catty, Yang Jun still makes a net profit of a dime and a catty.

"Okay, come to the warehouse at night."

Yang Jun didn't bother to argue about the meat ticket, so he simply agreed.

"What warehouse?" Ji Demin asked.

Yang Jun gestured with his chin to Li Tiezhu and said, "Let Li Gangtou take you over at night."

When Ji Demin heard this, he pondered for a while and didn't ask much.

Subsequently, the two diverted the topic, and neither of them mentioned the matter of pork.

Cui Hongying shaved the pig's hair with boiling water next to the pool, and a large piece of red meat was placed in the pool, and the kitchen knife in her hand kept scraping on the pigskin, making a "bang" sound.

All the people in the courtyard were attracted at once, both adults and children, their eyes staring at the pork, their Adam's apple swaying up and down, and the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard from time to time.

"Aunt Li, see if you can even half a catty of meat, my iron eggs haven't tasted meat for half a year."

A middle-aged woman next to her asked.

When Cui Hongying heard this, she raised her head and smiled at her and said, "Tie Dan Mom, I'm sorry, this meat was brought by my comrades in arms, I don't want to be indiscriminate, if it's my family, let alone half a catty, it doesn't matter if it's a catty for you."

Tie Dan's mother pursed her lips when she heard this.

Even fools can hear that this is Chiguoguo's show-off.

If you don't want to be even, you won't be even, why use your comrades in arms as a shield.

When the other neighbors heard Cui Hongying say this, no one was embarrassed to speak again, so they hurriedly pulled their children home.

Cui Hongying looked at the departing people, and a smug look flashed in her eyes.

I usually borrow a green onion from you, and borrow two catties of stick noodles, look at your search, for fear that you can't afford to pay it back.

Now that I see my own family eating pork dumplings, are you greedy?

If you know today, why bother in the first place.

Seeing this, Yang Jun and Ji Demin's comrades-in-arms did not laugh at Aunt Li's narrow small-scale peasant thinking.

Because, this is the norm.

In the era of material scarcity, no one will be generous enough to be generous to others.

If you don't care too much about life, then life will be miserable.