"Xiao Guang, what's the matter with you coming here so late?"
Zhang Xiangyang closed the door again and took Zhang Shuguang into the main room.
"Uncle Xiangyang, I found a job at the machinery factory. I need to transfer my food allowance to the factory, and I need a relocation certificate from the brigade."
Zhang Shuguang answered honestly.
"I heard that you are quite capable, finding a job at such a young age.
Just now, his wife Tian Sulan was telling this story in a very emotional voice.
"What are you doing with that basket on your back? Is your family out of food?"
When they entered the house, Zhang Xiangyang discovered the backpack that Zhang Shuguang was carrying in the faint yellow light of the kerosene lamp.
"The food supply in the team is almost gone, so I can only lend you ten kilograms of sweet potatoes.
Xiaoguang, the food in the team is collective after all, I hope you can understand uncle."
Zhang Xiangnan had done him a favor in the past. Since the child came with a backpack, Zhang Xiangyang couldn't let the child go back empty-handed, no matter how difficult it was.
"Uncle, my family has enough food. I'm carrying the rations given by the factory. I took some of them and brought them here."
Zhang Shuguang put the backpack on the ground and took out a flour bag from it.
"Nonsense! How can I ask for your food? Are you afraid that your uncle won't give you a certificate?
I know about this matter. The official seal is locked in the brigade headquarters. I will make it and send it to you tomorrow.
It’s getting late, hurry up and carry the food back. Go to work hard, your family depends on you for support.”
Zhang Xiangyang frowned and put the flour bag back into the backpack.
"Uncle, there are some left at home. In the past few years, it was all thanks to you and my aunt to take care of us. Your nephew remembers it all!"
"Don't talk about that. Your father and I have a real relationship. Now that he's gone, it's my duty to take care of you. Xiaoguang, be obedient and carry the food back."
Zhang Xiangyang held down Zhang Shuguang's hand, preventing him from taking out the food again.
Tian Sulan watched from the side. Although there was no food left at home and she really wanted to keep the food, she knew that Zhang Shuguang's family was in a worse situation than hers, so she didn't say anything.
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