"But..." Zhang Xiulan hesitated.
"It's okay, just listen to me, an old man. I have to urge them even before meals. I've spoiled them!" said Li Fuman.
Early in the morning, he called Old Lady Li to get up and look after the two children, but the old lady said that she was too tired from the previous day and wanted to sleep to recuperate.
I don’t see her doing anything normally. She hasn’t made clothes for anyone in almost half a year.
Team leader Zhao Zhongxing asked him in the morning whether the old lady was not feeling well and whether she would help others make clothes in the future.
Li Fuman looked embarrassed, nodding and shaking his head in the opposite direction.
After all, the old woman used to make clothes for others and earn work points for a long time.
Old Mrs. Li makes clothes for people and gets paid in two ways.
One type is the family that makes clothes. They give money to the production team. For every piece of clothing made by Old Lady Li, she gets a few work points. It is equivalent to buying work points with money, but it is not her own money, but other people's money.
Another possibility is that others give her money directly, then Old Lady Li will have no share of the production team's work points, and naturally when it comes to distributing grain, Old Lady Li will have no share.
Generally speaking, Old Lady Li chose to earn work points. After all, food is the foundation. No matter how much money you have, if it cannot be turned into food, it cannot solve the fundamental problems of the family.
Country people do not have food coupons issued by the state, and the only way to get food is through work points.
After hearing what Li Fuman said, Zhang Xiulan didn't know what to say.
I had no choice but to start setting the table.
The Li family's breakfast was the same as before, saving as much as possible.
In the morning, each person had a bowl of whole grain and vegetable porridge and a quarter of a sweet potato.
Although they couldn't eat their fill, they weren't too hungry either. The fine grains in the house were now primarily for the two children, and everyone else, if they could endure hardship, would do so.
While Li Fuman was eating breakfast, he pulled Xiaojiu to his side and asked, "Xiaojiu, are you full? Do you want some porridge?"
"Hah!" said Xiaojiu.
Li Fuman took a clean spoon and tested the temperature of the porridge with the back of his hand. When the temperature was just right, he fed a spoonful to Xiaojiu.
Li Fuman's porridge is incomparable to his fine-grain noodles.
It didn’t have much taste, so the little guy took two bites and then stopped eating.
Li Fuman took the rest by himself.
After the people in the kitchen finished their meal, Old Lady Li and Li Qiushu came over.
Li Qiushuo was still the same as before, ignoring everyone he saw, even Xiaojiu and Gou Wa, who were treated similarly.
Xiaojiu has been born for so long, but Li Qiushuo, as his biological father, has only held him a few times. On the contrary, other people treat Xiaojiu like a baby.
After Li Qiushou entered the house, Xiaojiu went to Li Fuman's side, while Gou Wa hugged his father Li Dahe.
Although they are family members, the two children are a little afraid of Li Qiushu.
Li Qiushuo was used to it. He picked up the food on the table, ate it, and then went to work in the production team.
It was Old Lady Li who kept yelling for a long time, saying all kinds of dissatisfied words.
Sometimes she said no one called her to eat, and sometimes she asked the two children if they had eaten enough.
Zhang Xiu Lan and Zhao Mei Xia were both very good-natured. They answered whatever Mrs. Li asked and didn't dare to say a word of rebuttal.
"Enough, you've been grumbling all morning. Even eating can't stop you from talking." Li Fuman looked at Old Lady Li with some displeasure.
Old Mrs. Li refused to give in. "What am I complaining about? Isn't what I said true? No one called me for breakfast this morning, so forget it. Is it wrong for me to care about my grandson and great-grandson?"
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