Eighty-year-old Little Wife Earns 100 Million with Space

Chapter 37
Only then did she realize that half an hour had passed since I meditated.

The broadcast of the production team also started to sound.On the radio, we started calling for everyone to work hard for the harvest and the seeds.

"I... I'll be ready soon!" Jing Junling stood up and said hastily.

"Well... Comrade Jing, you don't have much food for me. Let me take a look. Even if I eat porridge, I can only last two days." Yang Pei was embarrassed to speak.

Jing Junling's external image is weak and kind.

In the beginning, in order to show her innocence, she directly handed over the rations she had allocated to Yang Pei, and asked Yang Pei to take away the part that she asked her to help with cooking and washing clothes.The rest is to cook three meals for Jing Junling every day.

Jing Junling only cares about food, and never cares about the loss of food.Before I knew it, the food was gone.

"So soon? It's only the beginning of this month..."

"Yes, you just gave me ten catties of flour at the beginning of this month, but you and Comrade Zhao Zhenrui said two days ago that you want to eat hand-rolled noodles. Zhao Zhenrui is also a gay man, and you eat one catty of flour for each meal. You also invited other educated youths to eat Twice noodles. You ate a meal of vegetarian dumplings yourself and ran out of flour!"

Yang Pei didn't say it, but in fact he felt that Jing Junling was wasted.

Ten catties of fine noodles are not top grade, and if they are secretly taken to the black market, they can be exchanged for thirty catties of coarse grains.

Thirty catties of coarse grains can be cooked for at least one and a half months, so that when the grain is distributed, there will be no rice in the pot.

Jing Junling blushed and remained silent for a long time.

"I...I have to think of a way!" Jing Junling said.

"Comrade Jing, if you don't...you can cook your own food and wash your own clothes in the future. If you do it yourself, you can save one or two grains a day. Eat less and more, and you will be full!"

Yang Pei's inventory must be maintained until the production team collects and distributes grain.

After the food distribution, she will have some to eat and send some to her family.

Yang Pei was completely kind, but in Jing Junling's view, she was saying that she had no food to eat and no money to hire her to work.

Tears fell out.At this moment, Zhao Zhenrui walked over.Seeing this, he immediately walked in.

"What's wrong? What happened? Junling...Comrade Jing, why are you crying?" Zhao Zhenrui asked with concern.

Someone cared, Jing Junling cried even harder.

Zhao Zhenrui's suspicious eyes fell on Yang Pei.Yang Pei also looked aggrieved. "I didn't say anything, just said she didn't have enough food for me!"

"Food? What kind of food?" Zhao Zhenrui asked.

Yang Pei said that Jing Junling gave her food and asked her to help with cooking and washing clothes.

Zhao Zhenrui said: "Comrade Yang, please continue to help Comrade Jing cook and wash clothes. I want to do something about Comrade Jing's food!"

"Ah? This...this..." Yang Pei was too surprised to speak.

Jing Junling also raised her head and looked at Zhao Zhenrui with tears in her eyes. "Comrade Zhao, I can do it myself. I can cook and do my own laundry!"

Zhao Zhenrui smiled calmly. "This is good. As far as I know, there are several educated youths who asked Comrade Yang to cook. Although you are not an educated youth, you are also a city person. You are no different from everyone else!"

Zhao Zhenrui's words comforted Jing Junling, that is, Yang Pei was by his side.Listening to these words, I always feel that something is stuck in my throat.

Can't swallow, can't spit out.

It just feels bad.

After Zhao Zhenrui agreed to Jing Junling, Xu Haixia was the first person he thought of.

If there is surplus food at this time, it must be the captain Xu's family and his family.

(End of this chapter)