Lin Meiru reminded: "Master, please give An An more money. When you go out, you have to have money with you to feel at ease."
"I can save it." Jiang Degui took out a wad of money from his pocket. The little bits and pieces added up to a total of one yuan. "Don't wrong yourself when you get to the county town. Just buy whatever you want to eat."
Jiang Anan was flattered: "It's too much, I'll just take a dime."
A dime in this era is worth more than ten yuan in the 21st century. A few cents can buy a bowl of noodles and several steamed buns. Especially in the village, one dollar is a huge sum of money!
Jiang Degui couldn't help but put the money into her pocket, "Keep the rest as pocket money."
A few years ago, Jiang Degui would have been reluctant to part with it. But who knows that he has three good sons-in-law, who always like to give him some money for cigarettes and alcohol during holidays. He doesn't smoke or drink, he saves money bit by bit, and now he has saved a lot of money.
Besides, it doesn’t hurt at all to spend money on my little daughter.
"I just packed a bag of mountain products, including dried radish, fungus, and dried hazelnut mushrooms. You can bring it to your second sister by the way tomorrow. Whichever supply and marketing cooperative or Hongxing Community is closest to the Women's Federation will you go to? Don't Running around the streets stupidly carrying a bag."
Jiang Anan put her hands on the table and listened very carefully, not feeling bored at all by the chatter.
In the end, Lin Meiru couldn't bear it and interrupted him: "Our little girl is so smart! An'an, go back to the house and sleep after dinner. The captain just told us that we will set off at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."
Jiang Shulan raised her head: "My eldest sister will get up tomorrow morning to boil eggs for you and steam steamed buns to eat on the road. An'an? Why are you frowning? Is your head feeling uncomfortable again?"
The family was in chaos.
Jiang Anan shook her head: "I suddenly know something about the Marriage Law, litigation, etc., don't you think it's strange?"
She lowered her eyes and clasped her hands tightly together, so hard that her fingertips turned white.
There was a moment of silence in the room.
"Ahem! Your house is full of messy books. What's so surprising?" Lin Meiru was the first to speak: "Last year you even pulled a box back from the junk pile. Your father and I were so frightened that I read through them one by one all night long, just for fear that there would be something wrong. Banned books.”
Jiang Degui was so happy that there were a few more wrinkles on his face: "If An An hadn't been smart enough to follow me, books in the past were so expensive that I couldn't even afford them if I lost all my money. Now I only get them in bundles from the trash for a few cents." .”
"Tsk tsk! An An is born to take advantage, and he will definitely not suffer in the future."
Jiang An'an: "..."
No matter what, my heart finally fell to the ground. No matter how much knowledge and ability she reveals in the future, it can all be put into books.
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night.
Lin Meiru was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, so she simply sat up and said, "Daddy, if you're not asleep, chat with me."
Jiang Degui sighed: "I know what you are thinking. An An is the daughter of a martyr. She is born with a hatred of evil and is kind and righteous. Over the years, An An has become more and more like a benefactor. Are you afraid that those bad guys will come back and be detrimental to An An? "
Recalling what happened in the past, Jiang Degui's eyes were slightly moist, and he still couldn't help feeling aggrieved to this day.
In the past five years, there has been a famine across the country, and everyone has tightened their belts to live. At that time, Lin Meiru had just given birth to her third child, and her sister-in-law instigated the separation of the family. Her mother took less than ten kilograms of corn and separated the whole family separately.
He is really cruel!
Lin Meiru didn't have enough milk, and her two girls were crying from hunger all day long. All the grass roots and tree bark nearby were dug out, and Jiang Degui could only venture into the mountains.
For two days and three nights, Jiang Degui met his benefactor when he was about to starve to death. Unfortunately, he only had time to learn that his benefactor's surname was Shen, and the bad guys appeared...
"What happened back then has long been buried by time, so don't worry unfoundedly. We can't think of our benefactor and start sending people to investigate sixteen years later, right?" Under the darkness of night, Jiang Degui wiped away his tears quietly.
"When An'an grows up, gets married and has children, and has someone to rely on for the rest of her life, we will tell her the truth. Her parents are martyrs, benefactors of the Jiang family, and heroes of the people."
Lin Meiru choked up and said with a bit of pride: "Fortunately, An An was not spoiled by us. Look at how she killed everyone today. She will definitely become a little hero like her parents in the future."
Jiang Degui was so frightened that he quickly covered his mother-in-law's mouth: "Bah, bah, bah! What nonsense are you talking about? As long as An An can live in peace for the rest of his life, don't be a hero!"
Lin Meiru was filled with regret.
"It will be the anniversary of my benefactor's death in a while. You have quietly prepared the incense paper money and all the things. This year I plan to take An An to worship." There is a lot of noise outside. The incense paper money is feudal dross. You can either buy it on the black market or the villagers privately Taobao.
"OK."
"Go to bed early and steam a few more white flour buns tomorrow morning. An An can even give one or two to the police comrades. We can't let others help in vain."
Although Lin Meiru's body ached terribly, she still agreed. For the sake of two daughters, a little food is nothing.
"Mom and uncle's side..."
There was a sudden silence in the dark night, and only two shallow breaths could be heard.
After a long time, just when Lin Meiru was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard the hoarse voice of a man from home coming from the pillow:
"From now on, let's just move around like ordinary relatives."
Lin Meiru turned over and thought gloatingly: Haha! If the old godmother heard that her second son was about to be divorced, she would probably be furious to death! !
After the autumn harvest, the weather seems to suddenly become colder.
The grass on the roadside is covered with frost flowers, facing the rising sun, crystal clear and warm.
Jiang Anan sat on the bullock cart in confusion, holding a bag of warm white-faced steamed buns in his arms, and left the Nanxi Brigade under the expectant eyes of his family.
The old scalper shook off its four iron hooves and walked forward cheerfully, with steady steps. Slower but less bumpy than a tractor, the small village quickly turned into an ink dot.
She patted her cold cheek, her sleepiness gradually dissipated, and she was able to look at the passengers in the car leisurely.
Except for her, the rest were all educated youths. They took advantage of the two days of slack farming and free oxcarts to ride into the city to stock up on supplies.
The winter in the south is short and there are no fire pits. Those who are able to afford it will burn charcoal or firewood for warmth, while those who are poorer will rely on perseverance to survive. Therefore, if the educated youth want to avoid the cold and cold, they have to rely on themselves.
Thinking of this, Jiang Anan couldn't help but feel grateful that she was a local through time.
The eight steaming big steamed buns in her arms probably consumed all the white flour in the house, but her parents didn't blink an eye, just for fear that she would starve outside.
A heart suddenly swelled in his chest. Jiang Anan's lips curved slightly, determined to be better to his new family.
Ding!
Suddenly, the bullock cart suddenly fell into a big pit.
If Jiang Anan hadn't grabbed the car board in time, his body might have been thrown away like the educated youths on the left and right.
The scene was filled with wailing. The three unlucky educated youths had bruises on their hands and feet, and there was some blood. The wounds were not serious, so they were lucky among misfortunes.
There are five or six large rocks lying across the center of the mountain road ahead, and the road on the left side next to the mountain peak is even more blocked by mud.
"It's a landslide! Everyone retreat to a safe area first." A clear voice commanded.
