Qin Qing, a graduating student, was rushing to finish her thesis late at night when she stumbled and fell, only to wake up in the 1960s, right in the midst of a great famine. Completely disoriented...
"It's okay. Just be careful when you go to and from school alone. It's a mess now. Otherwise, you might as well not go to school!" The girl's eyes were shining.
Qin Qing: "..."
Seeing her sister's confused look, Qin Tongtong burst out laughing and said, "I'm just kidding!"
Now she doesn't hate this cheap sister so much. The little girl is fair and clean, and very beautiful.
You're still qualified to be her friend.
It's just that her eldest brother really doesn't like her, otherwise they could go to and from school together.
Why!
The two of them deliberately slowed down their pace, and Qin Qing followed closely behind. When they were about to part, as expected, Qin Zegang looked at Qin Qing with a serious expression.
"Or you can just not go to school tomorrow!"
Qin Tongtong burst out laughing and was glared at by Qin Zegang.
Qin Qing smiled with her eyes curved. "Thank you for your concern, cousin. I understand."
Qin Zegang was very satisfied when he heard this.
It was as if Qin Qing would really not go to school that day.
It was only when he entered the house that he suddenly collapsed. He was really scared just now. If Qin Tongtong and his sister had not rushed up to him, he would have been in great danger.
After carefully considering her words, she told Qin Zhilin and the others about this during dinner.
Zhu Lihua was so frightened that her chopsticks fell to the ground. She quickly grabbed her daughter and carefully examined her. She said with a look of fear, "It's a mess now. Why don't you just stop going to school?"
Qin Zhilin was stunned for a long time. The news his daughter brought back shocked him. He thought for a while before he spoke.
"You still have to go to school. Starting from today, Shitou will be responsible for picking up and dropping off your sister."
"Ah! 䗽." The stone, who was inexplicably called, responded subconsciously.
He was also shocked by what his sister said just now. How could studying be so dangerous? Now that his father called on him, he immediately patted his chest and promised to complete the task.
This made Qin Qing laugh, and his heavy mood inexplicably eased a little.
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Yang Kaifu sat on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance without saying a word, until someone quietly sat down next to him.
"Are you hiding here to get some peace and quiet?" the visitor asked.
Yang Kaifu tapped his pipe irritably and asked without blinking, "Old He, when do you think the relief food will arrive?"
The village party secretary, who was over fifty years old, sighed and said, "It's not up to us old people to decide. I wish it could be pulled out right away."
Looking at the man's knife-like profile, the lines of which seemed even more hardened due to his thinness, He Jiancheng hesitated before saying, "Have you heard that the home of Secretary Zhang in Shangyang Village was pried open..."
Yang Kaifu paused for a moment, then teased with a mock humor, "Then you better weld your door tightly, or someone might pry it open someday."
He Jiancheng spat fiercely.
"This is God's will to not give us a way out. If I have to pry open the door, I'll pry open yours!"
Yang Kaifu forced a smile, then turned around and looked at the village party secretary seriously. "Old He, you know, early this morning, Ma Zi came to me and said he couldn't go on and wanted to go out and beg for food."
After saying this, he didn't care about Lao He's reaction and continued to talk to himself, "At the beginning of the year, we still had enough capacity to accept refugees. Now the villagers want to go out and beg for food. I feel so sad that I want to sell myself for food."
"He's bringing shame to his ancestors. What a waste of money!"
Yang Kaifu frowned and stopped He Jiancheng, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to ask him, why does he beg for food when he has land?"
Yang Kaifu rubbed his aching nose and advised, "We have everything except food. How are we going to survive the winter? Don't go and cause trouble. Unless you can conjure up food, you are not allowed to go!"
The man seemed to have something stuck in his throat and could not utter any harsh words.
Where can we find food these days?
Damn it!