I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 1031

After arriving in the kitchen, Li Xingxing remembered that the so-called yuqian rice is just steamed vegetables!
Li Xingxing and his grandfather often eat steamed vegetables, which are made of various vegetable leaves, such as celery leaves, purple cabbage, etc. The method is very simple, and the acacia rice is the same.

Steamed vegetables should be eaten in spring.

Delicious, healthy and healthy, strive for longevity!
Li Xingxing hummed a little song and put the elm money that he had grasped with flour and salt into the pot, and at the same time pinched a few steamed corn buns and put them on the pot to steam together. He said to the burning cannon: "This is called remembering bitterness and thinking sweet, understand?"

Of course Cannon nodded!
Aunt said, he remembered it clearly.

He calmly said to Li Xingxing: "When someone asked me what my brother and I ate at home, my brother and I said we ate wild vegetables. The food was three parts thin and seven parts thick, because our family's remittance coupons were used to support the army and help the people. They also donated to universities and orphanages, and exchanged some food saved by the family for wild vegetables with the shantytown residents in the suburbs. One is to help them and not want them to develop the bad habit of getting something for nothing. , feel all the hardships that the martyrs suffered during their journey.”

Erpao, who was sitting next to him, said, "Everyone sees that we have lost a lot of weight compared to the Chinese New Year. I believe it! I think that after Grandpa and the others left, Grandma Xiuhong went to the Northeast again. If she doesn't work in a restaurant, our family's living standard will drop. It flows straight down three thousand feet."

Li Xingxing applauded: "Great! Just answer like this!"

Although the two children are young, they have always been very shrewd and never let adults worry about them.

They even offered not to make new clothes!
If Li Xingxing hadn't seen that the cuffs, trouser legs, and top hem of the clothes he gave them last year were all patched by Li Xiuhong with pieces of fabric of different colors, Li Xingxing would not have known about it.

Of course, the cotton clothes are replaced with new cotton, and the sweaters and trousers are dismantled and rewoven.

How can such a well-behaved child not be liked?
Li Xingxing couldn't help but think of their grandfather, but he didn't want to ask carefully. Anyway, his father is very smart and capable, so he should arrange it properly so that he won't die on the way to the deportation.

As soon as he relaxed, Li Xingxing keenly heard the knock on the door.

It's so late, who will come to your house?

Could it be Xiao Xia?

He is back?

Calculating the time, Li Xiuhong was sent to the destination last month.

"You two are watching the fire, I'll open the door." Li Xingxing quickly ran to the door, pulled the latch and opened the door, and then pulled the light bulb Xia Mingxing installed at the door to illuminate the yard, but he didn't see Xia Xingxing, but looked down. A skinny little girl appeared in front of her house, carrying a very large bamboo basket full of elm coins.

How thin is it?

Take a look at the little skeletons who are the height of a ten-year-old kid.

Oh, ten year olds decades from now, not ten year olds now.

He was wearing an empty, large-breasted jacket, which was very thin, with a blue background and white flowers that had been washed and faded, and was fully patched, and the same cotton trousers underneath, with bare feet, and a pair of straw sandals.

Although it was spring, it was very cold in the morning and evening, which made her cheeks flush, and the traces of frostbite had not completely faded away.

Both hands were calloused, clutching the straps of the bamboo basket nervously, her hair was sparse, tied into two thin shofar braids with old cloth strips, a lot of broken hair, a little disheveled by the night wind.

"Who are you looking for?" Li Xingxing felt strange.

She didn't know each other, but she felt that she and Cui Hua'er were a bit similar.

Not the appearance, but the figure, expression and clothing, which obviously belong to the lower class residents.

(End of this chapter)