Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Mother Cheng returned to the main room with the egg custard and said to Cheng Baoguo: "Go to Secretary Huang's house to borrow two taels of oil, and then ask him if he can lend us a pig's ear he bought today. We can buy it back tomorrow." he."

Cheng Baoguo nodded and said, "Let's go now. I'll go to the state-owned restaurant to see what dishes there are."

Father Lu stopped him and said, "Don't go!"

He picked up a bamboo basket on the ground and handed it to Cheng Baoguo, "Aunt Cheng, we brought a lot of rice, flour, grain and oil. I remember bringing oil cans. You don't have to be polite as a family, let alone borrowing from outsiders. Let you borrow it, and we will. I'm sorry to stay for dinner. Third child, please send Xibao to the kitchen. I can't leave, lest he be afraid of others and make everyone uneasy."

Cheng Baoguo sent it over without any courtesy.

"Third uncle, you also brought over the bags of food, as well as the dried vegetables, pickled vegetables and green vegetables I brought." I had planned to rent a house in the city, but when I arrived, I was fully prepared. Feng Qingxue opened the bamboo basket and took the vegetables one by one. He took out the jar containing oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, and took out another strip of bacon, "Aunt Cuilan, let's make bacon rice for lunch."

"You guys are living a good life!" Wang Cuilan thought of the things Cheng Baoguo brought from their house.

"Thanks to the care of comrade A Jiang, we send a lot of special products here every year. Otherwise, I, a female prostitute, would never be able to get these things." Feng Qingxue said with a smile, "I have a private plot at home, which is convenient for eating. some."

The weather is getting warmer, and the vegetables in the private plot are very luxuriant.

Before Father Lu left, Feng Qingxue never forgot to tell him to plant all the vegetables that should be planted when he returns home.

Father Lu said: "You can stay with your third uncle An An and Xi Bao and study hard. Didn't you leave your bicycles at home? When Tian Juan comes to school every week, I ask him to bring you vegetables and food. By the way, leave the bicycle at Laosan’s house.”

At the beginning of this spring, Lu Tianjun went to high school.

His grades have always been very good and he was admitted to the city's high school with excellent results.

He went to junior high school in the county town for the first year. In the second year, Wanglou Brigade opened the school. He went back to Wanglou Brigade for another year with his junior high school classmates from all over the country. The junior high school lasted for two years and he has graduated.

High school requires living on campus, and the school is too far from home.

Students with urban household registration receive monthly food stamp subsidies and a certain supply of rations. They use food stamps and money to buy meals in the canteen. However, peasant students like Lu Tianjun do not have food stamps, so they can only exchange food for it. Coarse grains were exchanged for coarse grains, and fine grains were exchanged for fine grains. Most of the peasant students brought wild vegetables, wheat bran, and even bran from home and steamed them in the cafeteria as food. Lu Tianjun secretly hid the brown rice he brought. Not even a grain of rice was taken out.

There are not many students in the school, and it seems a bit sparse. A class that was supposed to have more than forty people now has only more than twenty people left, seven or eight of whom are students from rural areas.

The reason is very simple. They cannot afford to go to school or eat. After three years of famine, many people have simply dropped out of school.

There is one day off every week, and that day is the day when the farmer students go home to get food.

After school on Saturday afternoon, everyone rushed home and came back with dry food or food the next afternoon.

Lu Tianjun was the same as everyone else. He dressed about the same and ate about the same, coarse grains and pickles. He never brought any fine grains from home to school. Occasionally he would use food stamps and money to buy a cornmeal steamed bun to improve his life. Apart from his grades, he was usually very He keeps a low profile and is so low-key that people almost forget that he has such a classmate.