"What's wrong with you, kid? How many things did I buy for you today?
You also want to eat fried dough cakes, why are you so greedy? Buy, buy, buy.
Let me go buy some food first, and then I'll take you to buy some fried cakes." Song Jinxiu pulled Liu Ankang up and said angrily.
Then the two of them went to the grain station and bought twenty kilograms of rice and twenty kilograms of flour. Song Jinxiu didn't mind any kind of coarse grains and bought them all!
It’s not that she doesn’t want to buy more, but each person can only buy ten kilograms of fine grains.
Don't even think about buying from here repeatedly. The shop assistants are very sharp-eyed now, and hoarding food is a serious crime at this time, so most people won't take the risk.
I asked someone to send it to the old man and gave him an extra hundred yuan to ask him to help watch it for a while while I went to the front to buy some things.
Song Jinxiu took Liu Ankang to the government building and took a large piece of flowered cloth to wrap his head and face.
She saw other ladies dressed like this, but not as tightly as she did.
"Comrade, comrade, my chicken is missing. Can you help me?" Song Jinxiu said in a vague dialect.
"Sister, please speak slower. What's wrong?" Song Jinxiu spoke vaguely and quickly, so the other party couldn't hear clearly.
"The chicken, the old hen that I raised for three years, just disappeared.
"Don't you say that the military and civilians are one family? Can you help me find it? My kids love to eat its eggs!" Song Jinxiu continued.
"Sister, can you speak slower? Wait a moment, I'll call someone else out!" The young comrade said and wanted to go inside.
"Wait, don't go. I'm here to ask you to help find a chicken. Do you want to go in and find someone to catch me?" Song Jinxiu quickly grabbed the young comrade.
"I won't look for it anymore, I won't look for it anymore, I'll look for it myself, I don't need your help.
They still talk about the military and civilians being one family. They're all lying to us ordinary people." Song Jinxiu quickly pulled Liu Ankang and walked back.
The young comrade looked at the puzzled people, touched his head, and walked into the government building.
He opened the note in his hand. He didn't know what was written on it crookedly, and he couldn't even read.
"Secretary, take a look. An old lady just handed this to me." A leader happened to pass by, and the young soldier handed the note to him.
The secretary took the note, looked at it horizontally and vertically for a while before he could see the words clearly.
"There is a suspected bomb in the garbage dump near the grain station"
"Where is that old lady?" the leader asked the young soldier.
"He left. He said a lot of things, I didn't hear clearly, and then he left." The young comrade touched his head.
There are so many dialects around here that he is a bit overwhelmed.
"Okay, I understand. Don't tell anyone about this." The leader hurriedly took the note and went to discuss it with someone.
On the other side, Song Jinxiu's heart was pounding. It was the first time she did such a thing.
It's too exciting. My little heart can't handle it.
Just now, Liu Ankang asked him to squat down and he really thought he was looking at something. Only when he calmed down did he hear the ticking sound.
The sound is very small and you can't hear it at all in a noisy environment unless you listen carefully.
My first reaction was, who lost the alarm clock? But then I thought, this is the 1950s, and everyone would treasure an alarm clock, so how could it be lost?
After all, I have seen two episodes of spy movies. It can't be a time bomb.
Song Jinxiu quickly pulled Liu Ankang up, not knowing if there was anyone following them nearby, so what just happened happened.
Song Jinxiu was no longer in the mood to go shopping, so she walked straight to the old farmer and took him to the town entrance.
"Buy, buy, buy, let's go buy some fried dough cakes." Passing by the fried dough cake stall, Song Jinxiu bought another twenty fried dough cakes.
He took one and gave it to Liu Ankang. "Eat it. I won't take you out next time. You're such a greedy person."
Liu Ankang took the fried pancake silently without saying anything.
It smells so good.
When she got on the donkey cart and saw the familiar people around her, Song Jinxiu felt a little relieved.
No one knew that she was actually scared to death just now, although she didn't know whether it was a bomb.
But she had already thought of the explosion method hundreds of times in her mind.
Holding the slightly trembling hands, Song Jinxiu took out the oil cakes and gave one to each of them. Then she sorted out her things a little.
From the left to the right, and from the right to the left. She couldn't let herself stop, otherwise she was afraid that she would tremble.
The aunties and grandmas who came to shop also came back one after another.
Song Jinxiu stopped her meaningless actions and felt a little safer with more people around.
"I don't know what's going on today. Why are there suddenly so many patrolmen?" The old lady who came back later said to the people around her.
"Really? Everything was fine when I came out! I didn't see anyone there." said the lady who came out in front.
"They said they were maintaining order or something. We didn't understand. Anyway, we bought the things and came out." The lady who came back later said again.
"I saw it too. People went there from the east and south of the city." Another old lady came out.
"I don't know what happened!" said the old lady.
"Who knows? We can't even live in peace for a single day. Are the Japanese causing trouble again?" an old lady said in a low voice.
"Don't say that casually. The Japanese were driven away a long time ago. I think it might be from that side." The old lady pointed in an unknown direction.
Then a few people gathered together and started whispering.
The voice was too soft and Song Jinxiu didn't hear it.
The people behind us came back very quickly, and soon everyone was there. Three cars were heading back.
Aunt Cuihua was in the same car with Song Jinxiu. She bought some sewing kits and a lot of cloth. It seemed that she was also planning to make new clothes.
"This year is a good year. Let's make a new cotton-padded jacket for Niu Dan. His father hasn't worn new clothes for several years. Let's make him one this year." Aunt Cuihua said with a smile.
"Auntie should also make a new set of clothes for herself. You work the hardest throughout the year. You have to take care of the affairs of the whole family." Song Jinxiu said.
Housewives have always been a neglected group in any era. They cannot earn money and are seen as freeloaders by others.
But without the hardworking housewives, how many families can live in peace and stability?
"Why is it hard? It's just some household chores, not hard at all.
Life was tough back then, working hard all year and barely having enough to eat. Life is much better now.
It's good now, not only can we have enough to eat but we can also wear warm clothes." Aunt Cuihua sighed, not knowing what she remembered.
"Things will get better in the future." Song Jinxiu comforted.
Although it will take decades for things to get better, at least there is hope.
She had not experienced their suffering and could not empathize with them. In her opinion, life now was already very hard.
"It will be fine. It's much better now than before, and it will definitely be better in the future." Aunt Cuihua said.
Next, the two of them listened quietly to the ladies on the ox cart in front of them discussing what had just happened at the market.
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