Chapter 19
At that time, the two brothers Su Changqing and Su Changzhi were already in their teens.
No one expected that the scene would be like this when they met their father who had been absent during their growth.
Su Qingci didn't know much about what happened at that time, she only knew a little bit from the conversations of adults when she was a child.
Anyway, in the end, this battle was almost a lose-lose situation for both sides.
Su Changzhi is missing.
The almost full-term baby in Qin Xiangxiang's belly was not saved.
After the organization intervened, I don’t know what happened next.
Li Yueniang and Su Yi went through the divorce procedures.
Later, it was said that Qin Xiangxiang's miscarriage damaged her foundation and she was infertile for many years.
And Su Yi did not wrong Li Yue Niang and Su Chang Qing.
In the original owner's memory, he treated Li Yue Niang almost as his own mother and respected her with filial piety.
He also tried his best to train Su Changqing.
Li Yue Niang was depressed for several years after losing her two sons, but she suddenly became open-minded after her eldest grandson Su Jindong was born.
Picked myself up again.
The thing she did most was to beat Su Yi.
He became even more motivated after knowing that Qin Xiangxiang was pregnant again.
The two have been fighting in Kyoto for half their lives.
In Li Yueniang's words, "Your husband was raised by my breasts, and I took care of your father-in-law and mother-in-law. If it weren't for the new marriage law, I would have been the one to take care of you."
"You must kneel down and call me Madam."
What's more, Su Yi squandered all the Su family's property, and everything he owns now was built on the foundation of the Su family.
Su Changqing is the eldest son of the Su family. Li Yue Niang stubbornly believes that everything in the Su family belongs to Su Changqing.
Even if not for herself, she would fight for it for her sons and grandsons.
Otherwise, she was a child bride raised in the traditional ethics of the Republic of China.
How is it possible to train Su Changqing and even send him abroad to study?
Qin Xiangxiang hated Li Yueniang even more, and even after her eldest son Su Changan was born, she overcame all difficulties and let him be the second child.
This is to remind everyone at all times that she lost a child because of this.
At the Su family.
Not only Li Yueniang and Qin Xiangxiang were fighting.
Su Changan also fought with Su Jindong.
Su Meifang set her sights on Su Qingci.
That's why Su Qingci hung up the phone without saying a word after hearing Su Meifang's voice.
Carrying the package, Su Qingci walked to an empty alley, put the package in the farm, and then walked towards the grain station.
As soon as I arrived at the grain station, I met Li Li, Luo Song and the other two.
"Qingci, have you finished your business?" Li Li was carrying a lot of things and waved at Su Qingci from a distance.
"It's done. How does the food look?"
"Rice is 1.2 cents, sweet potatoes are 7 cents, but you need tickets for them. Everything else is in short supply."
Li Li was silent for a moment, "We plan to buy some ginseng to eat."
"Buy some more flour, and occasionally make steamed buns and noodles to improve the diet."
Su Qingci nodded. She actually didn't care.
"Then let's buy it together, and buy a month's supply first."
"There are four of us. If each person eats one kilogram a day, that's at least four kilograms. That's 120 kilograms a month."
"Shall we buy 140 kilograms first?"
"Wait until you're almost done eating before buying them, to prevent them from getting damp or attracting rats."
Luo Song and Lu Linping roughly calculated in their minds, then turned around and went into the grain station with Li Lisu Qingci.
Several people bought a total of 50 kilograms of rice, 70 kilograms of sweet potatoes, and 20 kilograms of flour.
The four of them settled the bill at the grain station.
The other three people all looked unhappy. The price of grain at the grain station was not expensive.
But you have to buy it with a ticket.
Although everyone had some savings, most of the food coupons they brought with them were gone in an instant.
Calculating it this way, it seems more cost-effective to borrow food from the brigade.
Su Qingci didn't care, because the original owner was a small indigenous wealthy man.
Luo Song and Lu Linping carried the grain to the eaves at the entrance of the grain station and gave instructions to Li Li and the others.
"Li Li, you and Xiao Su stay here to watch over the food. Lin Ping and I will go look around and see if we can get a pot."
Li Li nodded, "Is it difficult to use an iron pot now?"
Su Qingci thought for a moment and said, "If that doesn't work, just get two clay pots."
Lu Linping has a headache. Not only are iron pots ridiculously expensive at the supply and marketing cooperatives, they are often out of stock and require specific industrial coils.
They planned to go to the restaurant's back kitchen, the commune canteen, or the scrap yard to see if there were any discarded iron pots that others had discarded.
Then get it repaired.
"Let's do our best."
"A clay pot should be easy to make. If you really can't get an iron pot, then the clay pot is the only option."
Su Qingci nodded and then pointed to the sack in the corner.
"Li Li, just watch over it first. I still have to go to the supply and marketing cooperative."
"I haven't bought anything yet, and there's a package I haven't brought over yet. I have to go get it."
"It's okay, it's okay. Just go ahead and I'll just watch here."
After the few people made an agreement, they went their separate ways.
Unlike the skyscrapers of later generations, the supply and marketing cooperatives of this era looked like relatively large bungalows.
Not only is the room big, the door is also big enough.
There are five big characters hanging above the gate, and "Taohua Supply and Marketing Cooperative" is particularly conspicuous.
People come in and out of the door from time to time.
Su Qingci walked in with curiosity on her face.
What catches the eye are small grids divided into different categories, a bit like the small shops in later generations.
The variety of things is quite complete.
Su Qingci looked at each small grid slowly.
She has no shortage of daily necessities, as the supermarket on her farm has everything she needs.
But there are many things that cannot be taken out.
So on the surface, she has to put some of the things she uses for daily life, even if she doesn't use them, otherwise it would look too strange.
Maybe that idiot Chen Haiying would use this as an opportunity to cause trouble, saying that his things were stolen.
Soon Su Qingci moved to the condiment area.
At this time, condiments such as soy sauce and vinegar are all sold in bulk.
Basically, you bring a bottle with you and tell the salesperson how much you want. The salesperson will then take the bottle, pay you, and fill it for you.
After a brief tour of the supply and marketing cooperative, Su Qingci bought some straw paper and a large piece of the cheapest and hardest cloth.
I also bought some needles and thread, fine hemp ropes, peach cakes, snacks, candies, soap, umbrellas and other daily necessities.
When she came out of the supply and marketing cooperative carrying a lot of bags, she saw Lu Linping and Luo Song heading towards the grain station from afar, holding a large earth-gray pottery jar in their arms.
Su Qingci knew that they had not yet gotten the iron pot.
I checked my space with my mind. There were rows of open-air stoves outside the farmhouse, but no modern signs.
This is specially prepared by the farm for customers who are looking for wild fun, allowing them to have their own picnic.
It seems that I have to find an opportunity to pry out a pot later.
"We've been to the commune cafeteria and the recycling station, and now we're going to ask in the kitchen of the state-owned restaurant."
Lu Linping put down the pottery jar and explained to Li Li.
"If there really isn't one, then go find the captain and ask if anyone has any spare ones."
Li Li and the others knew that this sentence was just to comfort themselves.
At that time, iron pots were a luxury item, and most families in the village only had one iron pot.
Some people with poor conditions don’t even have anything, and three generations of a family rely on just one clay pot.
It is even rumored among the people that all the iron products were collected by the government to make missiles.
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