I'm afraid my grandfather could count the number of times he went to town in his entire life on his fingers and feet. Let alone the late 1970s, a village was an entire ecosystem in the 1950s and 60s.
No one needs to leave their home; you can buy anything.
Unlike now, some things can only be bought in town, and you might have to go to town with some seasonings in your mouth.
People of my maternal grandfather's generation basically only needed salt, let alone MSG or chicken essence.
They've even gnawed on tree bark.
But it wouldn't be good not to answer, so when Ye Beiping was in trouble, Su Xinyi spoke up: "Grandpa, Beiping sells clothes and shoes in Hangzhou."
"Oh? Clothes and shoes, are they that profitable?" Grandpa raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.
Su Xinyi smiled sweetly and said, "Yes, Hangzhou is a big city with a large population, so naturally there are more buyers. We now have several stores in Beiping, so making money is naturally faster."
"I see." Grandpa nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
As for the extent to which they understood, Ye Beiping and Su Xinyi had no idea.
But Ye Beiping didn't expect that a few words could explain it all, and that he had been thinking so complicatedly.
Soon, Tao Qiuyan and her brother Tao Shengli finished cooking. Seeing the table full of meat, their grandmother felt heartbroken.
"You spendthrift brat! Who told you to put so much meat in? Don't you know this is only for Chinese New Year? You made it today, are you not celebrating Chinese New Year?" Grandma gave Tao Shengli a light slap, her face full of disappointment.
It's not that they don't allow their grandchildren to eat meat, but rather that everyone in the countryside knows that the New Year is coming soon, and meat is reserved for the New Year.
If they eat this meal, they won't be able to entertain their guests during the Chinese New Year.
They were just complaining that Tao Shengli had put too much meat in the food.
There's so much meat that they can't finish it all, and being old, they don't think about competing with the younger generation for it.
Tao Shengli looked as aggrieved as a child. He was over thirty years old, yet he was still being beaten by his elderly mother in front of his younger relatives. He was extremely humble.
"Mom, where did this meat come from in Beiping? There are still more than ten pounds left. I haven't even started preparing anything for our New Year's celebration."
He offered a humble explanation, then looked at Ye Beiping, hoping to get some help.
Tao Qiuyan also stepped forward to comfort her grandmother and patiently explained, "Mom, we have money now, we can eat meat every day from now on, so don't worry about it."
“That’s right, Grandma, let me tell you, I don’t like eating meat anymore. I like seafood now. I’m tired of eating meat.” Ye Xiaoxin said, raising her head.
Actually, she doesn't like eating meat anymore; she's been eating meat for months, how could she possibly get tired of it?
It's just that I've lived in Hangzhou for a long time and know about seafood. I feel that seafood is more high-end, and at the same time, I want to make sure my grandma doesn't have to be frugal, since she can't eat much anyway.
"Really?" Grandma asked with some skepticism, but she still believed her beloved granddaughter to some extent.
However, he didn't completely believe it and immediately said, "Then we'll eat meat today, and Xiaoxin will take Grandma to try what the seafood tastes like the other day."
puff!
Those who understood the reasoning burst out laughing.
Grandma couldn't help but laugh when she saw Ye Beiping and the others. She felt that she had seen through her good granddaughter's words and revealed a smug smile.
Ye Xiaoxin was so frustrated she almost wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground.
She had never eaten any seafood, and Ye Beiping had never bought any either. He only occasionally heard Tang Xiaolong talk about what he ate the night before.
Ye Xiaoxin gave Ye Beiping a reproachful look, her eyes seeming to say: You tell me.
Helpless, Ye Beiping understood Ye Xiaoxin's look and could only say, "Grandma, I'll go to town tomorrow to see if there's any seafood. If there is, I'll get some for you. If not, I'll call Hangzhou tomorrow and ask them to bring some back for you to try during the New Year."
"Okay, okay, okay." Grandma nodded three times with a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum.
As people age, trees grow old and become more intelligent. At my grandmother's age, she doesn't care about eating seafood; she just wants her descendants to show filial piety.
The family ate dinner very quickly and did not drink alcohol.
The few bottles of Moutai that Ye Beiping brought were hidden by his uncle Tao Shengli, otherwise, if his maternal grandfather Tao Jianqiang had smelled them, they probably wouldn't have lasted more than three days.
My maternal grandfather was an alcoholic. When he was young, he would drink half a jin of homemade liquor after finishing his work.
My health problems are probably caused by drinking too much alcohol. Now that I'm older, I don't have the energy to brew wine anymore, so I've gradually stopped drinking alcohol.
Otherwise, I could eat at least a pound of food by myself in one dinner.
Because Grandpa's house was quite spacious and Tao Qiuyan's old room was still there, Ye Xiaoxin and Su Xinyi went to sleep in that room.
As for Ye Beiping, he naturally slept with his uncle Tao Shengli.
In the evening, Tao Shengli inquired about things in Hangzhou, and the uncle and nephew chatted until midnight before finally falling asleep.
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