Entering 1959, the first year of three years of natural disasters, it became even more difficult.
Qin Huairu's family hadn't eaten with open stomachs for a long time, and the whole family was starving.
In order to get rid of this situation, Qin Huairu turned to Sha Zhu.
She said: "Dongxu, only Shazhu can help us now. I found that he brings a box of lunch home every day, which saves food ration."
"Silly Pillar?"
"Well, I've thought about it. Silly Zhu's family has a ration for two people. He is a chef himself. He often eats in a big pot and can't use up the food ration. Can you borrow more from him?"
Jia Dongxu was silent. To be honest, he would not go to Silhu to borrow food if he could.
Anyone who is not a fool can see what Sha Zhu is thinking about Qin Huairu.
Jia Dongxu was also angry, but Silly Zhu didn't take any substantive action and just peeked. He couldn't say anything. If he said it, it would be even more embarrassing.
But if he doesn't think of a way, the whole family will starve to death, and he has to go to Silhu to borrow food.
"Is Si Zhu here?" Jia Dongxu knocked on the door.
"Here he is!" After Jia Dongxu entered the door, he saw Sha Zhu drinking wine and eating peanuts, and felt envious in his heart.
He, Jia Dongxu, is also the number one person. How could his situation be like this, and he has to borrow food from Silly Zhu, whom he has always despised? It is a shame to think about it.
"Brother Dongxu, would you like some drink?" Silly Zhu asked with a smile.
"No, Silly Zhu... Do you have any extra food at home? Lend me some." Jia Dongxu finished this sentence despite his shame.
Silly Zhu narrowed his eyes, glanced at Jia Dongxu and said, "Brother Dongxu, there are some more, I'll get them for you."
Shazhu opened the stick noodle jar, took a gourd and scooped out about five kilograms of stick noodles to Jia Dongxu, and handed it to Jia Dongxu.
Seeing that Silly Zhu only scooped so much for himself, Jia Dongxu really wanted to smash it on the head of Silly Zhu, but he thought of the fact that his family was still waiting for the rice to be cooked, so he endured it.
After sending Jia Dongxu away, Silly Zhu sat at the table again, drinking some wine, eating peanuts, and humming a tune.
He also knew very well about the situation of the Jia family, and he felt sorry for his sister Qin who didn't have enough to eat. Originally, he wanted to take the initiative to lend food to Qin Huairu, but then he thought that getting on the pole was not a business, so he waited for Qin Huairu to come to the door on his own.
He had already decided that if anyone else from the Jia family came to the door, he would lend him three to five kilograms, and if it was Qin Huairu, he would lend more.
Qin Huairu's frown and smile were almost self-teasing, making Silly Zhu confused. As a result, every time they went on a blind date, he would subconsciously compare Yang Qin and Qin Huairu, which naturally ended in nothing.
Silly Zhu didn't care about himself, and he wasn't anxious even if he didn't succeed. He just glanced at Qin Huairu more and more often.
What he thought was a secret was actually known to everyone in the courtyard, but no one would take the initiative to expose it out of boredom.
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Zhang Zhifei harvested food again in space, and his family had no shortage of food rations.
It's just that I was born in this era, and I don't worry about scarcity but inequality. If other people knew that his family had white rice every day, they would definitely not be able to live in peace.
Therefore, Zhang Zhifei adopted the approach of his friends next door. The meat would be prepared in the space and then taken out. If asked by his younger siblings, it would be cooked food bought outside.
Even if they eat white rice, they will eat it behind closed doors, but if they eat stick noodles, multi-grain porridge and other foods, they will find ways to let others notice, so that others will not pay attention to them.
Unconsciously, summer is about to enter, and the Jia family is barely able to survive with Shazhu's intermittent support.
On this day, Zhang Zhifei ended another day of fishing. Now the entire steel rolling mill is very impetuous, and there is an atmosphere of work and success everywhere.
It's just that this is different from the positioning of steel rolling mills. Steel rolling mills pay attention to technology. In such an atmosphere, if technology is ignored, product quality will naturally deteriorate.
The production technology department where Zhang Zhifei worked almost lost business. Just doing sampling and counting was boring.
He could only put all his energy into studying, thinking that he could make a difference after changing his mind.
Today, after entering the courtyard, the first thing I saw was Yi Zhonghai at the door of Yan Bugui. I saw him carrying large and small bags, but Yan Bugui blocked him.
Zhang Zhifei also stopped the car to see what Yi Zhonghai was doing.
"I'm not leaving. My work in Jinmen is over. Starting tomorrow, I will go back to work at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill." Yi Zhonghai said to Yan Bugui who was blocking him from leaving.
Yan Bugui stared at the package in Yi Zhonghai's hand and said, "Old Yi, this twist of yours was brought back from Jinmen."
Yi Zhonghai was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes, Jinmen 18th Street Twist Twist. I'll bring some back for the old lady to try." He was about to leave the front yard.
"Is this twist delicious? The last time I ate twist was many years ago." Life in the Yanbu Gui family was not easy either. Seeing this twist with Yizhong kelp, I wanted to pick up some wool.
Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but took a piece of Mahua and handed it to Yan Bugui and said, "Third uncle, please try it. I'm going back."
As he said that, he quickly left the front yard. He was really afraid that Yan Bugui would catch him.
Seeing Yi Zhonghai back, Zhang Zhifei knew that the compound was no longer clean.
Without Yi Zhonghai as the glue, the elderly care team is divided. Now that Yi Zhonghai is in place, the courtyard cannot be turned upside down by them.
Yi Zhonghai was holding large and small bags, and the first thing he saw was Qin Huairu squatting in front of the faucet in the courtyard. The dazzling buttocks made Yi Zhonghai, who had not tasted meat for half a year, stand at attention and salute.
Covering his thighs with a package, Yi Zhonghai suppressed his thoughts and said to Qin Huairu, "Huairu, you are doing your laundry."
When Qin Huairu heard Yi Zhonghai's voice, she quickly turned around and said, "Master, you are back. You must be hungry on the way. Eat something at my house."
When Jia Zhang heard the conversation between the two, she opened her sleepy eyes and said angrily: "Eat whatever you want. I only have a few sticks of rice porridge and noodles left at home. It's good if I don't starve to death. I still have some time to spare." Others eat it.”
Qin Huairu was speechless towards Jia Zhang. Didn't she understand that she was just saying kind words? With the wealth of a great man, he will eat his own money for nothing.
"No, I'm going to see your aunt and old lady."
Then he took out two twists from the package, handed them to Qin Huairu and said, "I brought the twists I brought back from Jinmen to Banggeng and Xiaodang to try."
Banggan and Xiaodang were so hungry at home that they didn't want to move. When they heard that there was food, they quickly ran out.
Banggeng said anxiously: "Give it to me, give it to me, I'm going to starve to death."
Banggeng took the twist and gnawed it. Yi Zhonghai looked at the smaller Banggeng and asked doubtfully: "Huairu, what's wrong with Banggeng? He's sick. Why has he lost so much weight?"
After saying that, he handed Xiaodang, who came over, a piece of twist.
Hearing this, Qin Huairu said with red eyes: "I only have enough food for Dongxu in the family. The price of food has risen sharply, and it is not enough to feed the hungry and thin people."
Yi Zhonghai looked at Qin Huairu, who was wearing pear blossoms and raining flowers, and felt a little distressed. He took out a few twists from the package and handed them to her, and then said: "I'll go see the old lady first. Ask Dongxu to come to my room after get off work later." , let’s talk.”
"Well, thank you, sir!" Qin Huairu took the twist.
Jia Zhang stood up quickly, intending to take the twist in Qin Huairu's hand.
"Mom, Dongxu has to go to work. He can't do it without nutrition. Banggen also has to go to school. Leave the Mahua to them and let's drink Bangzi porridge." Qin Huairu avoided Jia Zhang's big hand.
Just as Jia Zhang was about to scold, Jia Dongxu came in from the middle courtyard and said, "You and mom will eat too, I don't care."
Jia Zhang looked at Jia Dongxu, who was about to become skinny and skinny, put down the twist in his hand, and said distressedly: "Dongxu, mom won't eat it, so you and Banggeng will eat it."
After speaking, he turned his head and swallowed hard.
Jia Dongxu walked into the home, took the twists from Qin Huairu's hand, handed one to Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu, and he also picked up one and put it in his mouth with tears in his eyes.
"Mom, Huairu, you guys eat too." In this weird atmosphere, the family of five finished the twists given by Yi Zhonghai.
"Dongxu, the uncle is back and wants you to come to his room." Qin Huairu swallowed the last bite of the twist, feeling a little aftertaste.
"Well, the master is back, then our life will be easier." He opened the door and went out.
"Huairu, if Yi Zhonghai doesn't care, we will have to find a solution from Silly Zhu, and we will have to rely on you, but you can't go behind our backs and do things that would disgrace the old Jia family." Jia Zhang said in a low voice.
Qin Huairu didn't say anything. Jia Dongxu couldn't bear to let himself borrow it. He could only borrow a little bit of stick noodles at a time, and it was becoming less and less recently.
If she really had no other choice, she would have no choice but to risk it all. Dongxu didn't have enough to eat and had to work, so things could easily get into trouble.
