Transmigration: Space in the 60s

Jiang Baige transmigrated, and she even went back to the late 1960s.

When she woke up, she was already on a special train for educated youth heading north.

Fortunately, the heavens piti...

Chapter 23 Buckwheat Porridge

Guo Xiaofang opened the door a crack and looked at the girl at the door. She didn't recognize her, but she was not sure if she was from her village.

Seeing Guo Xiaofang open the door, Jiang Baige said softly, "Sister, can you open the door and let me in first? I want to talk to you about something."

After hearing what happened, Guo Xiaofang was even more afraid to open the door. "Little comrade, I don't know you. Please go away."

The elder sister is a little too vigilant, and Jiang Baige is helpless.

"Sister, you definitely don't know me, but I know you!"

"I came to the city today to do some business, and my aunt asked me to bring you something."

In order to make this deal, Jiang Baige worked hard and didn't even take a nap when lying.

Now that things have come to this, I'm just waiting to see if the elder sister will open the door for me.

When Guo Xiaofang heard that it was her mother who brought her something, she was a little bit unbelievable.

I thought, "Last time my mother came, she said there wasn't much food at home. Why is she sending me more?"

"Do my brother and sister-in-law know about this? Did they take it secretly for me?"

Seeing her stunned, Jiang Baige asked, "Sister, can I go in and talk?"

In order to dispel the elder sister's concerns, she had to reach into her bag, grab a handful of millet from her pocket, and secretly show it to the elder sister through the crack in the door.

Looking at the yellow millet, Guo Xiaofang raised her eyes to look at her and smiled, "It's a girl! Come in quickly!"

Having said that, he opened the door.

After Jiang Baige entered the room, she saw the elder sister looking outside the door vigilantly. Seeing that there was no one outside, she closed the door.

Guo Xiaofang said: "Sister, let's go to the inner room and talk."

Jiang Baige followed her into the house and saw that her elder sister had also closed the door to the inner room.

I thought to myself, "She's quite alert! But she still led a stranger in."

Guo Xiaofang said, "Sister, sit here." She asked Jiang Baige to sit down, then undressed and started feeding her.

The child was crying, but now he knew there was milk to drink. He quickly found his position, put the milk in his mouth, and stopped crying.

But judging from Guo Xiaofang's expression, she must be in pain.

Jiang Baige asked, "Sister, your child keeps crying, what's wrong?"

After taking a look at her daughter in her arms, Guo Xiaofang said, "Sister, let me tell you the truth! My child is already seven months old. It was fine before when I had milk. She just needed milk."

"These days, no one has enough to eat. Look how thin I am. I have no milk now. Without milk, my child is hungry. He cries out for hunger all day long, and it breaks my heart."

As she spoke, she let Jiang Baige look at the porridge in her bowl.

Jiang Baige glanced at the bowl in her hand. Judging from the color, it should be sesame paste or something.

Still asked: "Sister, is this sesame paste?"

"What sesame paste?" Guo Xiaofang smiled bitterly: "This is buckwheat paste."

"Her grandmother said it was ground finely for the child to eat. She didn't even mention removing the shell first. It was ground directly with the shell on."

"It's bitter and sore throats. We adults can eat it, but children are so young, how can they eat it?"

Guo Xiaofang sighed as she spoke, "These days, even if we have money, we can't get tickets. Ordinary people like us can't buy good food either."

Jiang Baige agreed with this and nodded, "It's not easy to buy."

As they were talking, the child in Guo Xiaofang's arms closed his eyes, with milk still in his mouth, and was sniffling in his sleep.

Looking at the child in her arms, Guo Xiaofang sighed, "Ah, maybe she's tired of crying."

Jiang Baige looked at the child, who was so thin and small, and really looked pitiful.

Guo Xiaofang asked: "Sister, you are not from our village!"

Since people asked, Jiang Baige finally said, "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't tell the truth."

Actually, I came here to sell something. I saw your child crying and wondered if he was hungry.

"And I have plenty of food here, so I wanted to ask if you want some."

"So Xiaomi is for sale?"

Guo Xiaofang's eyes lit up, "Sister, I want all the food you have."

"Don't worry, my husband works in a steel mill in the county town. We are not short of money."

Hearing her words, Jiang Baige was a little confused, "Your eldest brother has a formal job, how come he still doesn't have enough to eat?"

Guo Xiaofang smiled bitterly, "There are more than a dozen people in the family, and they all depend on him."

"The little food he distributed from the factory was never brought home every month because it was split into three portions. Two portions were taken away, leaving only a dozen kilograms of food for our family of three."

Just listening to her talk, I could feel tears of bitterness flowing down my face.

Jiang Baige didn't want to pry into other people's affairs, so she took out a bag of millet from her bag, which looked like it weighed about five or six pounds.

The millet was in a plastic bag, and Jiang Baige opened it to show her.

Said, "These are all I have on me now. Big sister, the price of this is a little higher than the price at the grain store. Can you accept it?"

When Guo Xiaofang saw so much food, her eyes lit up instantly.

She said happily, how could she not accept it, "Sister, your food is so good, without any impurities."

Then she paused and asked, "Sister, do you still need a ticket for this?"

Jiang Baige doesn't want the ticket. What she lacks now is money.

Shaking his head, he said, "Sister, my food doesn't require a ticket, so it's a little more expensive than in the city."

Guo Xiaofang was a straightforward person. "Sister, you know, grain in the grain store costs one yuan and fifty cents per pound, and you need a ticket."

"This is good. I'll give you two yuan per pound. What do you think?"

She was afraid that if the price was lower than the black market price, people would refuse to sell it, so she said, "If that doesn't work, three yuan is also fine."

Jiang Baige also knew that rice was so expensive now. A worker with a formal job only earned 18 yuan a month.

It costs more than one yuan per pound to buy rice. If you calculate it this way, a month's salary would be spent just on buying food to support a family.

Jiang Baige thought about it and nodded, "No problem."

Guo Xiaofang carried the rice into the house and the two parties settled the payment.

Thinking that the child was really pitiful, Jiang Baige took out two packets of milk powder from her bag.

This was a temporary decision. There was no reference price outside, and she didn't know how much a pack would cost.

However, according to the current price, if it is a few dollars higher, it should not be a loss.

Guo Xiaofang put Xiaomi in the cabinet, put the child on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then went outside.

Seeing her elder sister coming out with a smile, Jiang Baige asked, "Elder sister, I have some milk powder here, do you want some?"

"What is milk powder?" Guo Xiaofang asked doubtfully.

Seeing that the elder sister didn't know what milk powder was, Jiang Baige hurriedly explained, "This is the milk produced by cows. After being processed and dehydrated, the remaining substance becomes milk powder."

"When a child drinks this, it's like drinking their mother's milk."

Listening to the young comrade say, “What milk, what processing.

Guo Xiaofang didn't understand, but she understood that giving this to a child was like drinking milk.

He hurriedly asked, "Sister, how much is this per pack? I want it."

"Well!"

Jiang Baige thought for a moment and said, "Sister, ten yuan for a pack, what do you think?"