When the topic came up that evening, Qin Qinghuai offered words of comfort.
"A batch of supplies for the New Year has been delivered from above. I discussed it with the regimental commander, and we'll distribute them all in the next few days."
"New Year's supplies? They don't provide the usual supplies, but they're generously sending New Year's benefits. What does this mean?"
A slap followed by a sweet treat? That doesn't seem like it.
Qin Qinghuai shook his head.
"Of course not, do they still have a conscience?"
Those people are all very busy, fighting for power and carving out territories. The person who used to be in charge of logistics was sent for reformation, and now the people in logistics are Dad's men.”
Simple stared wide-eyed.
"You, no, Dad was involved too?"
"No, Dad only recognizes the leaders. This person was promoted by chance. Although he can't play a big role, we don't really have to worry about our logistics for the time being."
"So, in that case, this is actually a good thing?"
You couldn't tell anything from Qin Qinghuai's face.
"Who can say for sure about these things? In your words, the future is bright, but the road is definitely winding. Sigh!"
I thought that the end of the war would bring peace and prosperity to the country. Even if we were poor, at least there would be no more war and we could survive.
But now, this is even more tragic than war; our own people are harming each other.
This topic is difficult to discuss simply. With various signs and deviations, she is unsure whether this is the normal historical trajectory or another parallel universe, and she cannot give him any definite comfort.
"Don't worry, as you said, it's only a matter of time before things are set right. We'll just do our jobs well. We're not gods, we can't save everyone. We can ensure that there are no starving people in our own little world, and that we can eat our fill and stay warm. That's enough to lighten the burden on the country."
When one is successful, one should help others; when one is unsuccessful, one should cultivate one's own virtue.
There's really nothing we can do about it.
Skipping over this heavy topic, I simply pointed to the basket on the counter.
"Sister Li has two children. I've prepared eight feet of cloth, which should be enough to make two outfits."
I prepared three feet of cloth and four pears for Sister Liu's family.
We're usually quite close, so I took a little extra: a piece of cloth, two apples, half a pound of brown sugar, and half a pound of millet.
"Take a look, if it doesn't fit, I'll exchange it."
"This gift is quite generous."
"Oh, right, fabric is in short supply. I'll replace all the fabric then. Is the brown sugar okay?"
Qin Qinghuai laughed.
"No problem, brown sugar is a good thing that they can hardly buy."
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