"We have worn countless military uniforms since we were young, let alone this imitation." Kang Mingyuan shook his head. They all came from military families. When they were young, most of the clothes they wore were modified from their parents' clothes. When they grew up, they just picked up their old clothes to wear.
"Let's go to the Nanza store to buy some sugar." Qiao Mo saw that none of them wanted to buy sugar, and thinking that people in Donghai liked sweet food, he decided to buy some white sugar for cooking.
In fact, in this era of material scarcity, many dishes were not cooked. For example, she once wanted to make squirrel fish for them, but gave up because it consumed too much oil and sugar.
So they went to the southern miscellaneous goods store next door, and not only did they buy a pound of white sugar, they also bought a pound of milk candy when they saw it.
"It's almost time, let's go to the grain station." Kang Mingyuan picked up the things in his hands and asked them to go to the grain station together.
The three of them walked slowly to the grain station. There were two large groups queuing in front of them, but almost everyone in their group had already arrived and were standing by, chatting and gossiping in groups of three or two.
"Qiao Mo, what did you buy?" Seeing them coming, Tang Xinmei came over to greet them.
"Nothing, I just bought some candy for cooking."
"I smell the pungent smell when you cook, and I thought you had changed your personality." Tang Xinmei joked with a smile.
"There's no other way. Sugar is so rare, so I have to use chili pepper instead. Otherwise, the dish will be tasteless and even unpalatable." Qiao Mo said with a smile, but in her heart she felt sorry for Kang Mingyuan and the others: two people who love sweet things had their taste changed by her.
"You're right. Sugar tickets are hard to come by right now." Tang Xinmei suppressed a smile. "Actually, you guys are really adapting to local customs."
"This is our second hometown. When we are old and look back on the past, we can still enjoy delicious Hunan cuisine with our children and grandchildren." Qiao Mo said with a smile.
"Qiao Mo, do you mean you don't plan to take root here?" At this time, Liu Ruoling asked sharply as if she had discovered a new continent.
"Liu Ruoling, when did I say I wouldn't settle down here?" Qiao Mo saw that she looked like she had been caught, so he said without hesitation, "You, a loser who only makes two bucks a day, are picking on me. Who gives you the face?"
"Liu Ruoling, I think it's you who doesn't want to take root here. Otherwise, as an adult, you wouldn't just do a job that earns two pounds a day." Kang Mingyuan said with a stern face.
"Qiao Mo is not like you. She's an underage girl, but she earns eight pounds a day and works diligently at everything she does. Many of her fellow villagers say she's worthy of being a descendant of a martyr."
"It's true that a person doesn't know his own ugliness, and a horse doesn't know its face. What did Qiao Mo say wrong? How can you interpret it like this?" Tang Xinmei also looked at her with contempt.
"Yes, is Qiao Mo wrong to say this is our second hometown? Or is it wrong for her to enjoy the delicious Hunan cuisine with her descendants when she's old?" Han Yimo questioned, "What's your intention in putting labels on Qiao Mo like this? Didn't she just refuse to join you? You're harming her like this. Have you lost your conscience?"
"You bullied me." Liu Ruoling didn't expect that everyone would attack her because of a single sentence.
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