Not long after lunch, Shen Man was so hungry that her eyes were full of stars. She was almost exhausted lying on the bed.
It was called lunch, but in fact it was just some pickled vegetables and a bowl of wild vegetable and cornmeal porridge. Shen Ming had gone out on a mission, and now only she and Yang Fang were at home.
After Yang Fang prepared lunch for her daughter, she hurriedly ran to follow the sisters-in-law in the compound to dig wild vegetables, leaving Shen Man alone at home.
At this moment, Shen Man, who was lying on the bed and almost starving to death, suddenly smelled a sweet scent and she sniffed.
She instantly climbed up from the bed and threw herself into Jinnian's arms, hugging his waist tightly and looking up at him with sparkling eyes.
"Brother Qinglin, what delicious food did you bring me?"
Gu Qinglin lowered his head and touched Shen Man's little head, then took out a big white steamed bun from his pocket, "Look what this is?"
Shen Man was so excited that she looked at the big white steamed bun with shining eyes and kept swallowing her saliva.
"Brother Qinglin, how did you know I wanted to eat white flour steamed buns? I just love them so much. How could there be someone in the world who is so kind to me like you?"
While chewing on a big white steamed bun, she looked at Gu Qinglin with sparkling eyes full of dependence and admiration.
Nowadays, let alone white flour steamed bread, even coarse grains are hard to come by. Shen Man's family hasn't had any fine grains or white flour for several months.
The thirteen-year-old boy blushed when she looked at him. He looked away a little unnaturally, "It's good that you like to eat."
"I'll give you some private lessons the day after tomorrow."
Although eight-year-old Shen Man looked thin and small due to famine, she was still very cute and pretty, especially her eyes that seemed to be able to speak, which made people like and pity her.
"Really, Brother Qinglin, are you really going to give me some special treatment?"
Shen Man was so happy that she didn't even care about the big white steamed bun. She just hugged Gu Qinglin and rubbed against him.
Like a cute and clingy little kitten, it made the young man's heart soften all of a sudden.
"Yes, but this has to be done secretly, no one else can know." Gu Qinglin carefully reached out and hugged her, fearing that she would fall.
Food is more precious than money these days, and some people may even lose their lives trying to grab a little food.
Shen Man blinked her beautiful eyes, curled up into a small ball and rubbed against him obediently, "Don't worry, Brother Qinglin, I will definitely not tell anyone."
Gu Qinglin lowered his head and pinched Shen Man's little face, and found that it was not as chubby as before, and he felt more uncomfortable.
"Manman, don't worry. Although Brother Qinglin may not be able to make you plump, he will definitely not let you go hungry. From now on, at this time every day, you can wait for me at home and I will bring you food."
Shen Man lowered her head and took a bite of the big white steamed bun, then looked at Jinian expectantly and said, "Then... can I still eat white flour steamed buns?"
This white flour steamed bun is really delicious. It would be great if I could eat white flour steamed bun every day.
Gu Qinglin hesitated, "I'm afraid I can't do this, but I'll try my best."
His family has two full-time employees, his parents are both doctors in the military hospital, plus he has a grandma in Beijing who sends him food coupons every month as a subsidy, so his conditions are indeed much better than Shen Man's family.
However, no matter how good the conditions were, it was impossible to make steamed buns with white flour every day. Today's steamed bun was something he had deliberately saved.
As the famine became more severe, the days passed and the canteen only had watery porridge every day, occasionally with some black-faced steamed buns and cornmeal steamed buns.
There is nothing to eat on Shen Jiaji's bed.
Yang Fang worried about her daughter being hungry every day, fearing that she was malnourished.
But gradually, she found that the girl not only did not lose weight, but gained a little weight, looking more lovely and beautiful.
She was extremely puzzled and paid attention to the little movements of her daughter every day. Then she discovered that the child from the Gu family would secretly come over every day and give special treatment to his daughter in private.
Every day we eat not white flour steamed buns, but steamed buns and boiled eggs.
She even learned how to braid her daughter's hair and bought her beautiful hair ties.
Yang Fang sighed, thinking that the Gu family didn't know about this. Unexpectedly, when she went to the Gu family to ask, she found that the other party knew about it and acquiesced.
She pretended not to know, after all, her daughter had indeed been eating nothing from the patron's house in the past few months.
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In a blink of an eye, Shen Man grew up gradually, attracting the attention of many young male classmates. Gu Qinglin had already gone to the army to serve in the army, and the time they spent together gradually increased.
But every year on Shen Man's birthday, he would prepare gifts for her and send them back.
This year's birthday is particularly different. It is Shen Man's 18th birthday. She graduated from high school a year ago and successfully entered the military art troupe to become a mainstay. She became famous with one dance in last year's performance.
She receives endless letters and good feelings every day. In addition, her father, Shen Ming, has already become one of the leaders in the army step by step. Shen Man has become a veritable daughter of a leader.
Whether it was because of her family background, her appearance, or her temperament, Shen Man had countless suitors in her army.'
However, she looked down on everyone. In her heart and eyes, she had always been waiting for the man who promised her that he would come back to spend her eighteenth birthday with her in person.
Yang Fang saw through her daughter's adulterous thoughts. When she went to bed at night, Yang Fang couldn't help but tell her husband Shen Ming, who was already the head of the department.
"In my opinion, if Qinglin still can't come back this time, you should find an excuse to transfer him back. Didn't you see how your daughter-in-law is waiting for you?"
"This time when I come back, I'll let them settle the matter thoroughly."
Shen Ming put down the newspaper in his hand and shook his head, "I have such a precious daughter, how can I not feel pain?"
"But Qinglin is a man with his own ideas. He must have made some plans for Manman's 18th birthday. We adults won't get involved."
Yang Fang thought about it and decided that the child could handle the matter without any worries.
The day before Shen Man's eighteenth birthday, she was still practicing dancing backstage at the art troupe.
She hadn't received any letters from the man in the past few days, and she felt depressed and annoyed, and her mood had been bad.
So I could only put all my energy into dancing.
Little did they know, there was a backstage door.
A tall and straight man was watching her dancing.
The graceful figure of the actress was like a white swan flying high in the sky. She danced gracefully on the stage. Every move she made was graceful and beautiful, as if her whole body was shining.
Gu Qinglin watched all this silently, but his heart was boiling.
This time he came back not only to celebrate Manman's birthday, but also to get married.
At this time, Shen Man finished dancing, turned around and saw the man. She was angry that he hadn't contacted her for almost a month.
Therefore, Shen Man pretended not to see it and sat in front of the dressing table, drawing her eyebrows and applying makeup, without even looking at the man.
Gu Qinglin naturally saw her little action, and couldn't help laughing, so he walked over and lowered his head to comfort her.
Finally, after a lot of effort, I coaxed her into a good mood and even got her to agree to the marriage announcement.
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