Through observation over the past two days, she realized that she lived in China during the 1960s, a difficult time when people were not able to eat enough or wear warm clothes.
This is what rural areas are like in the sixties!
The trees around were all bare, their bark stripped off, and the ground looked as if it had been turned over once, leaving fresh footprints wherever you stepped on it.
Qin Qing was full of curiosity about her surroundings. Fortunately, everyone walked slowly, so she, a little kid, could barely keep up.
When the sun was at its hottest, people's backs felt hot. The soup they drank at noon turned into sweat and rolled down. Qin Youcai kept walking and hurried with everyone.
If he remembered correctly, they should be able to reach the vicinity of the No. 1 Industrial Brigade in Mao County before sunset, where his grandfather lived.
Looking from afar at the smoke rising from the other side of the valley, Qin Youcai, an honest man, was so excited that his face turned red. He rubbed his hands before facing the crowd.
"Fellow villagers, we seem to have arrived..."
There was an uproar in the crowd, everyone was whispering to each other, and many women in their twenties even fell to the ground and cried bitterly.
The eldest sister-in-law of the Qin family rubbed her aching shoulder and threw the package to her husband.
"It's finally here, this damn day!"
Qin Zhimu also stretched his head to look, his expression of excitement difficult to conceal.
Looking out from afar, it was a sea of green, which was definitely much better than their village. After all, before they left, Qinjia Village had been plucked up so hard that even the grass was almost gone.
The little daughter Tongtong pouted in dissatisfaction, "Mom, I'm hungry!"
Mrs. Qin replied hesitantly, "Right away. There'll be food once we get to the village."
Of course, we should save as much as we can now.
Qin Tongtong was very dissatisfied and walked aside, then reached into the package that Qin Zhimu was carrying.
Mrs. Qin stood up and knocked her hand away, scolding her, "What are you doing, kid?"
Tongtong's eyes quickly filled with tears, and she said aggrievedly, "I'm hungry, can't I eat something?" Thinking that her brother was hungry in the morning, her father immediately took out two wild vegetable cakes, and when it was her turn, she had to endure it.
She said with confidence, "Do you want to starve me to death?" Just like my second aunt's younger sister, it was so miserable.
"What are you talking about!" Qin Zhimu stuffed the biscuit into his daughter's hand.
“Eat quickly!”
Then he glared at his wife in dissatisfaction. This blind woman had no tact at all. Many people around were waiting to laugh at them.
I don't know how Captain Qin negotiated, but he came back about half an hour later, with his back straight, and led everyone into Yangjia Village, which belonged to the 1st Brigade of Maoxian County's Xinshe.
There aren't actually that many people on the dam.
Fortunately, preparations had been made long ago. The cadres of the community heard about the disaster in Linshi before winter and were afraid that the influx of refugees would disrupt order.
Therefore, the county specially allocated funds to renovate the house used to store miscellaneous items at the east end of the village, and also renovated some dilapidated old houses during the slack season.
Qin Qing and his group attracted great attention when they entered the village. Nowadays, few people don't like to watch the fun.
She tried hard to shrink herself into a quail. There was no other reason, it was too embarrassing. She originally thought that life in Qinjiaba was much better than when her biological parents came here, but now it was comparable to the Yangjiacun Production Brigade.
They are definitely African refugees.
Although they were not as frightening as her thin body, their dirty and worn clothes, pale complexion, and the burden of carrying their families all revealed their identities.
Refugees!
Those who left their homes to escape famine!
"Yang Lian'er! Stop right there!" An untimely roar shattered Qin Qing's tranquility. She looked up and saw a slender figure riding a bicycle in the opposite direction of them. Like a tall poplar in early spring, he looked young, not too old, as he sped along on his crooked 28-inch bicycle...
The tall, straight, dark-faced man took a deep breath when he saw that he could not catch up. His chest rose and fell slightly, and it was obvious that he had not yet calmed down.
"What are you looking at!" He looked ferocious.
Upon hearing this, the old man, who was over 80 years old, walked over to him and comforted him, "Lian'e is a naughty monkey. No one can control him. Don't be angry with him. He won't stay here for long anyway."
"That's why I bought the bicycle!" The dark-faced burly man was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.
As he was about to get married, his godmother bought him a bicycle to show off his status. As soon as she brought it back, Lian Bei saw it and persuaded her to ride it away.
What should I do if it breaks?
Qin Qing murmured in his heart, Damn, what kind of family is this?
Everyone is still hungry, and you all use bicycles!
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