After Li Chongwen finished explaining, he knelt down and said to Li Xiaohong: "See you again, dad."
"Dad...Dad, see you later," Li Xiaohong, who was less than three years old, said stumblingly.
Jiang Tao stood up and said, "Dad, walk slowly."
"Well, be obedient at home. If your brother wants to beat you, come back and tell me in the evening." Li Chongwen was still a little worried and glanced at Li Laifu again.
"Brother, you don't want to eat?" Jiang Yuan asked, looking at Li Laifu's rice bowl.
"Um!"
Jiang Yuan immediately took his bowl, stretched out his fingers to scrape in the bowl, and then put his fingers in his mouth. Li Laifu frowned.
"You bastard, why are you frowning? Why are you frowning? If you dare to leave the bottom of the bowl again, I'll slap you because I'm so big-mouthed," Li Chongwen scolded.
Zhao Fang immediately came to Li Laifu's rescue and said, "Master, let's go! You'll be late for work."
snort!
After Li Chongwen left, Zhao Fang cleaned up the dishes.
Jiang Yuan approached Li Laifu and asked, "Brother, I will listen to you from now on. Can you please stop beating me?"
This kid was smarter than anyone else. He knew that Li Chongwen was gone and Zhao Fang would not protect them, so he quickly surrendered.
Li Laifu touched his head and said, "Don't worry! I won't hit you anymore."
He is not the 15-year-old Li Laifu. He is over 30 years old when he travels back in time. How can he behave like a child?
"Brother, are you serious?" Jiang Yuan stood up and asked.
"Of course it's true." When has the eldest brother ever told a lie?
"Brother, you are so good!" Jiang Yuan jumped up happily.
Jiang Tao looked at his happy brother. After all, he was two years older. He lowered his head a little embarrassed and whispered: "Brother, I will listen to you from now on."
Li Laifu smiled and said: "Okay! Okay! You two are my brothers. I will never hit you two again."
The three brothers just reconciled. What they didn't know was that Zhao Fang was wiping tears in the kitchen.
"Big...brother, I want to hug...hug," Li Xiaohong opened her little hands and walked forward.
I hugged Li Xiaohong and played with Gaofei for a while, which made the little girl very happy.
Jiang Tao and Jiang Yuan stood aside, feeling that their elder brother had completely changed.
Li Laifu carried Li Xiaohong to the kitchen. When he saw the washbasin, he remembered that he hadn't washed his face since last night?
"Xiao Tao, come and hug Xiao Hong while I wash her face." Li Laifu ordered.
Zhao Fang hurriedly took a ladle and scooped a spoonful of water from the bucket and poured it into the washbasin. Li Laifu splashed some water on his face. Is there soap on the washbasin stand? Soap is not something that ordinary people can afford these days. Even if they can afford it, they don’t have the money to use it, not even the soap.
These days soap and abalone are considered luxuries. I wiped my face twice with a towel that was almost rotten. I looked at the mirror on the wall. The face of a handsome young man appeared on the mirror, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Smooth skin, a high nose bridge, neither thick nor thin lips, and a face shaped like a knife or an ax.
He couldn't help but reach out and touch it. His face was much more handsome than his last life.
"Brother, what are you looking at?" Jiang Yuan asked.
Li Laifu casually said to look at "handsome guy".
"What is a handsome guy? Aren't you the eldest brother?"
"What are you doing? Why are your teeth sticky? Don't ask if you don't know." Li Laifu didn't know how to explain.
"oh."
Zhao Fang came out of the house and handed Li Laifu a small flour bag and said, "This is sorghum noodles for your grandparents. Take it, but be sure not to break the bag."
He picked up the small bag of flour and carried it. It was only two or three kilograms. Regardless of the small amount of things, it was possible to get a wife back in the countryside. There was no such thing as betrothal gifts and dowry in this era. Such two or three kilograms of sorghum noodles were also in their family. He saved it from his mouth, so Zhao Fang solemnly told him.
Only Li Chongwen in their family is qualified and has a labor quota of 28 pounds. Women like Zhao Fang only have 14 pounds. What about Li Xiaohong who still has four pounds? The three and a half of them are done.
Because none of the three boys had urban household registration, Li Chongwen was still a temporary worker when the household registration was checked in 1955 and was not even assigned a house, so Zhao Fang and her children lived in the countryside. According to the local resettlement policy, the household registrations of several of them were in the countryside. Only Zhao Fang and Li Chongwen later obtained their marriage certificates, and she was added to the household registration book. As for the three and a half young men, there was no way. , the key is that the more people come to the city during this special period, the more people will starve in the city. A household registration book clearly separates the city and the countryside, which is equivalent to building a wall.
"Let's go!" Zhao Fang had a towel wrapped around her head and a basket and sickle on her arm.
Jiang Tao hugged Li Xiaohong and said to Jiang Yuan: "Brother, go get the glass knife."
After several people left the house, Li Laifu glanced at Jiang Yuan. The guy was holding two rectangular glass ballasts in his hands. Are these the tools they used to dig wild vegetables? Glass knife?
When they got to the gate, Old Mrs. Liu sat on the stone pier beside the gate and said, "Xiaofang, I've been waiting for you for a long time. We have to go a long way today. All the wild vegetables on the city wall have been dug up."
Walking in the alley, many women are walking towards Dongzhimen with towels on their heads and baskets on their shoulders. These days, even though there are more children, they don’t have enough to eat. In summer, they rely on wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger.
Nanluogu Lane used to be a street, but now all the storefronts are closed. The breakfast stall at the intersection is still there. Jiang Yuan sniffed hard and said, "Brother, these meat buns are really delicious."
Li Laifu touched his head, put his arm around his shoulders, and said, "When my brother earns money in a few days, I'll treat you to a meal and let you eat as much as you can."
"Brother, you are so kind," Jiang Yuan said happily, regardless of whether it was true or not.
Old Mrs. Liu said to Zhao Fang: "What happened today? How come your three children are doing so well?"
Zhao Fang glanced at Lin Laifu with a smile and said, "Laifu has grown up and is sensible."
Walking to the entrance of Nanluoguxiang alley, there is a supply and marketing cooperative on the left and a state-owned hotel on the right. There is also a big white box at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative with the words "Arctic Ocean Popsicle" written on it. This may be the predecessor of the old popsicle in later generations.
Seeing Li Laifu staring at the big box at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, Jiang Yuan asked: "Brother, do you think those popsicles are sweet?"
Li Laifu said sweetly: "When big brother gets rich, I will buy it for you."
"Thank you, brother." This kid was so good that he believed whatever Li Laifu said.
Jiang Tao smiled and said nothing. He knew that his eldest brother could not be rich.
Li Laifu looked at the people coming and going on the street. These days are no less deserted than in later generations. People in later generations were all lined up to the sixth ring road. Now people are crowded in the city. The streets are full of dark blue clothes and dark blue hats. Most of them are women. They were all white shirts and floral clothes, but very few of them had no patches on them. One of the distinctive features of women in this era was that they all wore sleeves on their arms.
They are all afraid of getting their clothes dirty or worn out. Everyone can only wear one or two pieces of clothing, and many in rural areas have no clothes to wear.
As for saying? Doesn’t it look good with sleeves? Stop talking nonsense, how can you have time to be so pretty these days? Everyone has to work.
The two brothers Jiang Tao and Jiang Yuan are like little beggars, their clothes are made up of patches.
Jiang Yuan's pants, which almost reach the base of his legs, have four or five patches on the front and a large patch on the entire buttocks in the back. In future generations, such children would not go out, but these two children are walking quite vigorously now. , no embarrassment at all.
