Lei Zi's grandmother's family was a Manchu bannerman, and her sons were serving in the army and couldn't come back. Her daughter was busy at work, and there was a large family on the other side as well.
Only Lei Zi often came over, and he brought a group of children with him, making it very lively. Old people, after all, like to be lively and bustling.
There are a lot of grandchildren, all serving tea and water to them. If anyone has a headache or fever, it is Lei Zi who is responsible.
With no one around to take care of her, the old lady had already declared that all her property would go to Lei Zi after she passed away. Anyone who dared to covet a penny would be beaten to death by Lei Zi.
Jiang Cha came a few times and was completely hooked by the old lady's cooking skills. She used to come here to rest on weekends, but now she comes here every few days to eat.
It's not right to go to her house empty-handed, so I bought two bags of snacks to feed her childhood friends. That way I could grab a couple more buns. Grandma's buns are especially delicious: sachima, lotus cake, lete noodles, and mandarin duck milk rolls.
If the old lady were to say: This is just the beginning. If we have everything we need, we can make "Naiwu Ta".
On a whim, I tried to learn from this old lady, but was kicked out. I was told that I should just focus on learning Kung Fu!
The old lady's brother, Lei Zi's great-uncle, had recently been teaching everyone "buku," or wrestling. Upon hearing that her grandson couldn't beat the wrestler, the old lady immediately called her younger brother over.
The old man, who was not young at all, asked his sister to teach the children. They were so exhausted from training that she experienced the original owner's experience again.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching as I often fall and get bruises all over my body and walk unsteadily.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the steel mill distributed homemade sausages. On the way home that day, the subway was filled with the aroma. It was then that Jiang Cha realized that quite a lot of people working at the steel mill took the subway.
I went home to pack up and prepare to send gifts to each family. I bought Daoxiangcun's red and white mooncakes, the jujube-filled mooncakes, and the red bean paste mooncakes, which made up a whole box of cakes.
I had to go to different places several times to collect this. In those days, everything was planned economy, and money often couldn't buy anything.
Why is the black market so active? Demand outstrips supply, and people still buy even at multiples of the price.
I rode a bicycle, carrying large and small bags, to deliver holiday gifts to various families. After waiting for three months, I finally bought a Fei Ge 26 bicycle, although it still had a frame.
'Dangdangdang-'
"Look who's here! I thought my niece was missing because of a check!" After saying that, he opened the door and took her bicycle.
"Happy holidays, Uncle Liu! I'm learning Buku at Leizi's grandmother's house, and I fall down so hard every day. If you saw me, you'd think I was causing trouble again."
The last time she came back from Sichuan, Uncle Liu asked her to write an 800-word self-criticism. But during this time with her childhood friend, she was so bruised and battered every day that she forgot about it.
After a bunch of nice things and a promise to write a 1,000-word self-criticism, the matter was finally settled. He took out the snack box he'd prepared, which contained sausages and homemade bacon. There wasn't much variety, but the quantity was huge.
"I won't be polite, your uncle and I accept your kindness. The dishes are ready, come and eat." Uncle Liu's aunt didn't say much, just kept picking up food at the table. She said it was okay to eat more when you're young, but when you're older, you'll gain weight.
She was so full she could barely sit any longer, but she didn't stay any longer, knowing she had to go to someone else's house. The bike was packed, so it was obvious they were the first to arrive.
"This is our gift, please don't be polite to me. I have received so many things from you, how can I be polite to this child? It's so quick, I have to go to someone else's house!"
I took the stack of foreign exchange certificates and a temporary certificate from my aunt. These things are hard to come by on the black market. Those who exchange foreign currency can easily make several times the money.
"Hasn't the Friendship Store moved to a new location? I'd go check it out if I have time. The things there are better than the ones in the department store. As a little girl, I should buy a few nice clothes."
What a generous aunt! She generously gave me foreign exchange coupons and even arranged a temporary permit for me to enter.
After collecting the ticket, he rode his bike to Uncle Zhao's house. The soldier standing guard in the compound did not recognize Jiang Cha and was about to call Uncle Zhao's family when a car came out and stopped beside him.
"Xiao Jiang Jiang, who are you here to see? Is there anything in the car that belongs to your Uncle Fang? Hurry up and let my uncle Fang Chao treat you to a meal later."
The person in the car opened the window and took a box of mooncakes directly. "Uncle Fang, there are some for your family here. After we go to Uncle Zhao's, we will go to your house. Guangjin, isn't Fang Chao at home?"
My friends are used to calling me that, but I feel embarrassed to do it in front of others.
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you at home. I'll take the things back directly so you don't have to carry them so heavy. By the way, this girl is from our compound. Now she's back home. Don't stop our little girl from coming."
The young soldier registered Jiang Cha's ID and let her into the compound. When the original owner was a child, the soldiers who had stood guard had either been transferred to other companies or had already been discharged.
Aunt Liu came out to get Jiang Cha and bumped into a number of familiar family members along the way. Four years after the original owner moved out, not much had changed. Some people still asked about her well-being as usual, while others turned their heads away and pretended not to see.
Jiang Cha grew up having to read people's faces. The original owner couldn't understand it, but she understood very well that when people leave, the tea gets cold.
Fortunately, Jiang's father and mother have a few friends who are willing to die for her, which allows her to be so confident.
"Don't pay any attention to them, they're a bunch of ungrateful people. Your mother saved so many people back then, but now she doesn't even know you."
Aunt Liu was just complaining to Jiang Cha when someone else interrupted. "Exactly. I remember when the old Shen family saw your father get promoted, they were so excited! People who didn't know him thought he was promoted. Look at his neck, it's so crooked, like someone twisted it."
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