The pancake is chewy, with the aroma of whole grains and chopped green onions, wrapped in juicy shredded meat with a moderate sweetness and saltiness. You can also eat a little chopped green onions from time to time, which makes the taste rich and layered.

Of course, it would have been even more delicious if her sister-in-law hadn't been making those sharp popping noises next to her.

"When did you open the can? I saved this to serve as a meat dish at your nephew's one-month-old birthday banquet."

"At worst, wait until your birthday to eat it. I didn't even see you, and you drank half the jar!"

"I'll put the remaining half can away. Don't eat it. It's too salty and you'll need water later. It's a waste of firewood at home."

He Ruixue swallowed the last piece of bread, smoothed her chest, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, "Sister-in-law, canned food won't keep well once it's opened. No one in our family will be able to eat it. Why not treat it as our dinner? Everyone can still have a taste."

I have to say, the canned food from this factory tastes pretty good. I'll buy some more to stock up when I get the chance.

Wang Taozhi glanced at her sideways, and seeing her indifferent look, she was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, but she kept telling herself that this was her sister-in-law, not her own child, and she couldn't touch her.

She huffed the lid off the can, put it in the cupboard, and went outside to continue fiddling with her crochet hook.

The sun was shining brightly today. He Xiaoyou and He Xiaoai moved their desks out and were now sitting under the eaves doing their homework. He Ruixue had nothing to do and went over to give them guidance.

The exercise books of the 1960s and 1970s also have the characteristics of the times. They are not thread-bound, but are stapled together.

There are red flags and quotations painted on the front, and "Battle March" printed on the back. Both are painted in red, which is in line with the style of the passionate era.

The notebook is precious. The contents inside are written and erased frequently. The front and back are full of writings, and even a few words are stuffed in the seams.

He Xiaoyou's handwriting is as crooked as he is, and he is lazy and missing some limbs.

He Xiaoai wrote carefully, but the characters were very large. She wrote and erased them again, compressing the size of a line of characters to make them smaller so that the article could be confined to one page.