Fu Bao sat next to them and listened to their chat. It was actually quite interesting. She didn't understand this era very well.
Mrs. Huang sighed and said: "What's enough with that little grain? And most of them are sweet potatoes."
Old Man Huang said helplessly: "It's good to have some to eat. Those who don't have to eat have started to eat tree bark and grass roots. I don't know if anyone in our village will starve to death this year?"
Fu Bao's eyes widened. Will anyone starve to death these days? Isn't it?
Old Mrs. Huang is very worried, she is not well. The pressure of the whole family is on her. Old Mrs. Huang does not care about things. Old Mrs. Huang is responsible for all the big and small things in the family.
However, many things are discussed between two people.
Old Man Huang touched Fu Bao and said:
"Don't we still have a cow at home? When the weather gets better, I will go out to drive the cow cart.
In addition, you can earn some work points by helping the team, so it shouldn't be a big problem to support the family. If it doesn't work, just sell the oxcart! "
Mrs. Huang sighed and said, "Even if we sell the cow and the cart, it will only cost more than twenty yuan, but the expenses of this family are enough to give me a headache."
No matter who it is, Mrs. Huang doesn't have a good temper, but she is pretty good to her family.
Every man gets a full bowl, women get a little more than half a bowl, and children get half a bowl of porridge.
Although I don’t have enough to eat, I won’t go hungry. You know, there are still many people who don’t even have food to eat!
However, a cow plus a cart could only be sold for more than 20 yuan, which shocked Fu Bao.
You know, a cow in the 21st century can be sold for around 15,000 yuan!
Sure enough, money in the 1950s was valuable? There is no harm without comparison.
Suddenly there was a hurried knock on the door. Old Man Huang walked out and saw the village chief come in and said, "Is your old lady at home?"
"What are you doing with her?"
The village chief looked a little anxious and said, "Hey! Call her out."
Mrs. Huang walked out with Fu Bao in her arms and said, "What's wrong with you in such a hurry?"
The village chief frowned and said:
"I just went to the brigade for a meeting. The brigade said that there is insufficient food this year, and the food for us will be halved?
And I haven’t been able to produce food for the past two months. It’s bad! "
Fu Bao listened with her eyes wide open. She didn't quite understand why she came to discuss such a big matter with Mrs. Huang.
Mrs. Huang sat down and said, "Then what are you going to do?"
The village chief sighed, looked at Old Mrs. Huang with helpless eyes and said: "Jingjing, please think of a solution! This is the life of the whole village! Can't you ask the immortal? Ask me for it?"
Old Man Huang stared at him and said, "Who asked you to call me Jingjing?"
The village chief yelled: "What's going on? What's going on? I just screamed, hum! I was the one who met Jingjing first back then, but if it hadn't been for you..."
Wow! What the hell is this? Fu Bao pricked up her ears and listened. These days are so boring, and she just likes to listen to gossip.
Old Mrs. Huang coughed and said: "What are you arguing about? If we go back to your house to make a quarrel, I'll ask first! I don't know if the immortal is at home, so you just wait."
After saying that, she carried Fu Bao and walked into the back room. The back room is the cleanest place in the house, and Mrs. Huang doesn't let anyone in. She cleans it herself on weekdays.
I only heard Mrs. Huang muttering something: "Daxian, the village chief asked me to ask, what should we do about our food? Are you at home?"
Fu Bao looked at Huang Tai Sin in front of him and really wanted to scream, but no sound came out of his mouth.
She saw Wong Tai Sin blinking at her and saying:
"Your grandma is really nosy, how can she control this?
Let me tell you, many people will starve to death this year, but how can we take care of these things? "
Fu Bao blinked her eyes. Now she could only listen to Wong Tai Sin's chatter quietly.
Wong Tai Sin looks quite beautiful, gentle and elegant, a bit like Guanyin Bodhisattva.
She kept counting on her fingers, and suddenly said: "The little girl can only live to be six years old, tsk tsk tsk... How did you get reincarnated?"
Fu Bao was almost in tears. She was really anxious! He can only live to be six years old, so who wouldn't be anxious about it?
Huang Taixian sighed and said: "It's okay, don't be afraid, there is always a way, I will think of a way..."
I saw Mrs. Huang nagging: "I'm afraid life will be difficult this winter! I need to buy more food!"
Huang Taixian still gave some enlightenment, and Mrs. Huang bowed before retreating with Fu Bao.
Fu Bao looked at Huang Tai Sin, his face full of tears, he wished he could hug her now, she didn't want to die! It's so hard to be reincarnated again, and you're six years old. What's the big deal?
Mrs. Huang didn't notice Fu Bao's strange expression now, she was also worried now.
How can the family survive if there is no coarse rice at home?
She carried Fu Bao back to the room, took out a small mahogany box, and counted it again and again: "Our family still has five yuan and sixty-five cents. I plan to buy all of it, including coarse grains, and all this gold. I also plan to buy all of it." sold……"
Here are the golden peanuts and gold bracelets they picked up, as well as many old lady Huang’s earrings and necklaces...
She touched these things and said: "These were given to me by my mother. You don't know, my family used to be landlords, and I was once the daughter of the landlord's family. Hey! Have these been sold?"
She dragged out another box from under the bed. Fu Bao thought her grandma was so rich.
Sure enough, when she opened it, there were a lot of floral cloths inside. She took out the bottom box and opened it. There was actually a set of ruby headbands and several jade pendants inside.
"These things, my mother left me, will be left to our Fu Bao from now on." Old Mrs. Huang put the things away again, and then went out with Fu Bao in her arms.
Fu Bao wailed in his heart. If these things had reached the darkest years, he might have died without knowing how. These things must be hidden.
But the darkest period was in 1966, and she burst into tears!
Whether she can survive until then is still a question?
Old Mrs. Huang's face looked bad. She sighed and said, "If you can prepare more things, prepare some. Even tree bark is good. My idea is to let the villagers go up the mountain together!"
The village chief had a solemn look on his face. He knew what Mrs. Huang was capable of. He sighed and said, "I'll discuss it with the village party secretary."
As a result, early the next morning, Huang Dalang, Huang Erlang, Huang Sanlang, Huang Silang and Huang Wulang were called into the room.
Old Mrs. Huang looked at them and said: "I'm afraid this winter will be difficult, so our family has to prepare some food in advance. The village plans to organize a group of strong men to go hunting in the mountains. Who among the five of you will go?"
Mrs. Huang stayed up all night last night. Although she usually has a preference, at this time, the palms and backs of her hands were full of flesh.
Going hunting in the mountains in winter was very risky. She felt uncomfortable no matter who went there. She took out a bamboo tube from behind and said: "Two out of five, you decide by drawing lots..."
