But there was no contempt or avoidance on her face. The social atmosphere is much better now than before, and the children could not understand the national conditions at that time.
I can't empathize with my relatives and neighbors who I see and greet every day. Why do they become so different at that time?
She felt that people who wrote a few articles and expressed their own opinions could not be called criminals.
Only those who touch girls and bully them regardless of their wishes are the real sinners.
"Oh, it'll be fine."
Sangzhi didn't continue the topic.
I asked her where she could buy something nearby, as she needed to buy some underwear for her elder brother.
And see if I can buy some cotton or something so I can make him a quilt.
Hong Yan became interested when she heard this.
"We have a supply and marketing cooperative and a vegetable market outside the Nantouer Fourth Branch Factory, with several thousand people living here.
Cotton and grain are in short supply in other places, but we have specialized farms and no shortage of labor, so cotton is plentiful.
Why do people from around here come from far away to buy things here? Isn’t it because of Quanhu?
Hey, yesterday the loudspeaker broadcast a message saying that the director of a local supply and marketing cooperative embezzled more than a dozen pigs and cotton.
I can understand pork, as we're in short supply there, but why are we hiding cotton?"
Sangzhi, who had just come from that place, was stabbed in the chest.
Although this incident just happened the day before yesterday, due to the current tight supply and demand, reselling is common in various places.
So even if the amount involved is not large, it is because of this that the person got caught in the crossfire and was reported as a typical case.
Sister Hong Yan's son is called Zhao Zhenhua, nicknamed Gou'er. When he heard that his mother was going to the supply and marketing cooperative, he stopped playing marbles and pulled his pants, shouting that he wanted to go too.
"What are you going to do? Stay at home and look after the house!"
Children of this age are very disobedient. Once they get something wrong, they start rolling on the ground, making their mother so angry that her veins pop out.
No matter how much he tried to persuade her, she wouldn't listen. Seeing that the slap was about to come, Sangzhi quickly said something nice.
"Sister, just take him with you. He'll be a good companion for Sang Bei."
Since she has spoken, we can't refuse to give her some face.
He was told with a stern face to go back and change his shoes and pants, and when locking the door, he warned him not to ask for anything when he went out and not to get his clothes dirty.
At first, Sangzhi was curious why she said that.
It was not until I took a donkey cart to the outside of the Fourth Factory that I found out the reason.
Leaving behind the crisscrossing guardhouses and barbed wire fences, there are vast expanses of flat land. It is not difficult to imagine what a beautiful scene it would be like during the autumn harvest.
Looking further into the distance, there are many houses and many human figures can be seen in the distance.
The car drove slowly for about ten minutes.
The population and houses gradually increased.
The air is also filled with the tempting aroma of oil.
"Sister, you are so lucky, there is a collection today."
In fact, to put it simply, it was a material exchange meeting. This was cancelled at the beginning of the revolution, and it was only this year that street vendors were allowed to set up stalls.
It is still not allowed to do business on your own.
So the market is full of people from various brigades and communes, trading with each other.
For example, the team started farming in spring.
You'll need tools like plows, harrows, and sticks, and livestock will need bridles, saddles, racks, wool bags, and water tanks.
There are also pliers, hoes, sickles, axes, rakes, etc. that need to be used at hand, not to mention farm tools for threshing, grain processing tools, etc.
But as long as there are people, there is a market.
There is no shortage of people who do some small things to earn some money.
After they walked for a while, they met several elderly ladies carrying bamboo baskets and selling things to people.
The same thing happened when I got to them.
When the white cloth was lifted, the aroma of oil became stronger.
Sang Bei pulled the hem of her clothes, and Sang Zhi knew what he meant.
Children of this age seem to have a crusher in their stomachs and are always crying out for hunger.
Sangzhi spoils her child, so of course she has to pay.
Each dish cost one cent, and although no food coupons were required, it was as good as the fried meat dishes in state-owned restaurants.
It is a bit expensive, but the fried cakes made by my fellow villagers are made of millet bread with bean filling.
Fried foods are already expensive, and they are fried with sesame oil.
It's worth the price.
“Even though it’s been fried for half an hour, it’s still crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and delicious.
If you buy five red bean-filled ones, I'll give you one with jujube paste. I guarantee you won't regret it after eating them."
Sangzhi ate one herself and gave one to Hongyan, who said she didn't want any.
The remaining four were divided between the two children.
Walking further, I met another man selling hemp leaves.
There is a local custom of making hemp leaves and oil lumps during the New Year. Most women in the family can make them. Seeing that she was interested, Hong Yan quickly pulled her away.
"If you want to eat it, I'll go back and make it for you. There's no trick to it, it's just to please you outsiders."
After hearing this, the lady became unhappy.
Just hand one to them and let them try it.
"When you usually fry them, you only use salt and alkali. The fried hemp leaves are chewy and salty and fragrant, but not fluffy and soft enough. They are far inferior to mine."
The hemp leaves that Sangzhi took in his hand were golden in color, fluffy and soft. It was obvious at a glance that the person who made them was indeed very capable.
After taking a bite, I found it to be crispy, soft and delicious, leaving a lingering fragrance on my lips and teeth.
"I make this with dough and sesame oil, and it's 80 cents a piece!"
Hong Yan now wants to spit out what she has eaten and give it back to him!
It's too dark.
Sangzhi smiled without saying anything. It is a bit expensive, but now we can just treat it as a trip. We will regret it if we don’t try it.
I just ordered one portion. The adults ate a few bites, and the rest went to the two children.
Walking along this road, the children tasted razor cakes, three-pointed cakes, fried dumplings, and hemp leaves, which made them very happy.
Although Sangzhi didn't stay here for long, he accepted it as a thank you gift, so he bought some utensils such as a rolling pin, chopsticks, and a water ladle.
They were strolling around happily when Hong Yan seemed to see someone she knew. She said hello to Sang Zhi and left.
"Fifth Uncle? Why are you here?"
After greeting him, his eyes fell on the bottles and jars in front of him, as well as the pills sealed with beeswax.
Sigh deeply.
Sangzhi also came over following the sound.
The old man in front of me had half of his hair white and his coat had many patches on it, but he didn't look sloppy.
It's not that she wears tinted glasses and looks down on country people.
There are really few people in the countryside who are his age and still dress so neatly. Sangzhi has observed that even the gaps between their nails are clean.
The old man was a little annoyed when he saw them.
"I came here to try my luck since I had nothing to do at home. I haven't sold any yet, so don't call your man to arrest me."
"Why is he arresting you? We're all family. Pack up and go home quickly. Don't let anyone report you for cutting off the capitalist tail."
After that, he introduced him to Sangzhi, saying that he was her fifth uncle, who worked in the city's traditional Chinese medicine factory in his early years. Later, the factory closed down, so he returned home to farm.
As for the pills placed in front of him, they were used to pay off debts when the factory went bankrupt and could not pay wages.
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