Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 238, Qu Guohai’s departure
After practicing in the morning, I saw that it was already past seven o'clock, so I hurriedly tidied up.

"Hey, Master, I have to leave first! I don't know if I will come tonight, so please don't wait for me! Anyway, I have the key."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

"Have some breakfast."

The old man saw this and shouted behind him.

"understood!"

Yang Xiaole waved his hand nonchalantly, pushed the cart and left.

After he left, the old man stared blankly at the maroon bottle of liquor on the table.

After Yang Xiaole came out, he rode his bike towards school and bought some breakfast at a breakfast shop on the way.

Instead of going back, he went directly to the family compound.

It was time to go to work at this time, and Yang Xiaole greeted everyone at work.

"Bang bang bang~"

He came to Qu Ying's room and knocked on the door a few times.

I happened to meet my mother about to go out. When she saw him, she was surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, something happened!"

Yang Xiaole said casually, and when Qu Ying opened the door, he squeezed in without waiting for her to say anything.

Wang Qiuju passed by the door and looked inside suspiciously.

Finally, I left directly.

"what happened?"

Qu Ying looked at him strangely.

"It's nothing. Here, this is a medicine. You can give your mother a little at a time. Remember, this medicine is very precious. Remember to keep it."

As he spoke, he pushed a bottle to her.

When the old man was giving him wine, he thought that penicillin might as well be well water!
The amount given is not much.

"This... what kind of medicine is this?"

"This is water boiled with ginseng. It's very precious! Remember to secretly give it to your mother to drink, do you hear me?"

"Oh~~"

Qu Ying let out a confused sound.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole looked at the time and said, "Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have to go to school. I can't be late on the first day. Remember, put it away!"

After that, he said hello and left directly.

Qu Ying looked at the bottle of light red liquid in her hand, feeling strange for a while.

But Yang Xiaole shouldn't lie to her when he said it was medicine, and he said it was very expensive, so he quickly and carefully put it away.

Regardless of whether it works or not, just try it when the time comes.

Yang Xiaole rode his bicycle out of the courtyard and went straight to the school. When he arrived at the school, he saw two little guys, Xizi and Xiaoli, waiting there.

"Brother, brother! Here."

Xizi saw him and waved there.

After he came over, he quickly asked: "Brother, where are the buns?"

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and took out two oil paper bags and handed them to the two little guys: "Okay, take them and eat them. Try not to let others see them. It's okay if they do. Just don't talk nonsense."

"Hey, good!"

Xizi happily took the bun and smiled, looking at Xiaoli's oil paper bun.

As if to see if it is the same.

When he saw that they were the same, he picked up a big meat bun and took a big bite.

Then he muttered: "Mom knows how to make rice soup. If the soup is clear and watery, it will be gone as soon as you urinate."

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes: "Look, which restaurant doesn't drink rice soup? Some of them eat dry food in the morning. If you say this again, I'll beat you up!"

Hearing this, Xizi immediately shut up.

Looking at Xiaoli who was also eating meat buns, she asked: "Little sister, have you finished eating these three big buns? How about I help you eat one?"

Xiaoli looked at the three big meat buns in the oil paper bag, thought about it, and handed one to him.

"Give!"

Then he looked at Yang Xiaole: "Brother, buy me two buns next time. Three is too big."

Yang Xiaole laughed when he saw this: "Okay, I'll buy you two next time. Okay, go in, I'm in too."

The buns at this time are big and made of whole wheat flour, so they are very chewy.

After speaking, he rode his car and left.

After he left, Xizi whispered: "You are stupid! You want three, why don't you just give me the extra one? I can't even eat enough."

Xiaoli heard this and said confidently: "If you don't have enough to eat, tell your brother. It's not like he won't buy it for you."

After saying that, he looked at the four big meat buns in his hand and muttered: "Can you eat four big meat buns? I'm not afraid of killing you."

Then he left directly.

Seeing this, Xizi followed behind and said with a smile, "I can eat five of them. I just need to slow down my stomach. I won't be able to eat again later!"

While joking, the two of them followed into the school.

Entering the class, it was bustling inside, with groups of small and large gathering around and having fun, and some people were still there to make up for their winter vacation homework.

Everyone has their own circle.

Put the schoolbag on the table, where Wang Xuewu and Liu Jiefang were reading the little book.

Laughing from time to time.

"Hey, Xiaole, come and watch together."

Liu Jiefang looked at him and shouted with a smile.

Yang Xiaole smiled and shook his head: "See for yourselves."

After saying that, he took out a book and read it with interest.

What are you looking at?

Li Haitang also gathered around and sat next to Yang Xiaole.

Seeing him take out a book, he curiously stretched his head and looked at it: "Xiao Le, what are you reading?"

As he spoke, he took it.

Yang Xiaole smiled when he saw this and let her take it.

"'Virgin Land Reclaimed'? Is this a foreign book?"

Li Haitang asked curiously after reading it.

"Well, foreign books!"

Yang Xiaole smiled and took the book over and looked at it quietly.

In those few years, this thing was considered a poisonous weed. Now, on the contrary, it is very popular among high school, university, and even junior high school students.

That open concept of love has a direct impact on modern people.

"What's so good about that? You don't even have any paintings!"

Li Haitang muttered, turned around and continued to follow.

"Hey, our school has brought so many bricks to build a house. After building a junior high school, we can go directly to junior high school without going to another junior high school."

While I was thinking, the people next to me were muttering.

Yang Xiaole turned his head and glanced.

Hey, the school has a junior high school?

This is a good thing. You don't have to travel around and you have to get to know other students and teachers.

"Teacher Fang is here."

After waiting for a while, the person on guard in front made a sound, and they immediately ran back to their tables and started reading seriously.

After Laofang arrived, he walked around in a circle, and then sat quietly at the top.

There was nothing much to do in the morning. I did a set of radio gymnastics, and then went to class as usual.

The math teacher is a young man named Chen, who is just in his early twenties. It seems that he graduated from a technical secondary school and came to teach elementary school.

He spent the morning class reading novels.

I rode my bicycle back at noon and took the two little guys back, and they immediately became the most handsome boys in the school.

Because there are no students riding bicycles.

When I returned home to the entrance of the compound, I saw a lot of people surrounding the door of the restaurant.

Yang Xiaole looked at it and felt that it looked familiar. Isn't this someone from a nearby compound?

What's the matter?

After parking the car and returning home, Aunt Shen was the only one in the courtyard, sitting at the door of the house basking in the sun while taking the soles of her shoes.

"Xiao Le is back!"

Seeing him, the other party said hello.

"Aunt Shen, where are the soles?"

"Ang, where are the soles? You go to the front to prepare food! I won't be cooking at home at noon."

The old lady scratched the needle on her head twice and then continued to put the soles on.

Yang Xiaole was surprised: "So fast? Didn't you say we were discussing? It started so soon!"

"Who knows! I won't be allowed to help either."

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in his words.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled. Even if Mrs. Shen had no household registration, she would not be allowed to do the street work.

I said hello and went back to get my lunch box.

Having used it before, the three of them took their lunch boxes and went to the front.

After entering, it is divided into two places, where customers eat.

There is a large basin in front of a table next to it, with some vegetables in it.

The familiar Aunt Wang and others are all working there!
"Hey, Xiaole! Come here quickly, your father has got your food stamps and vegetable stamps for you. Where is Liberation?"

The speaker was Aunt Liu from the master who pulled coal in the backyard.

Yang Xiaole squeezed in with others and said with a smile: "Auntie, they are still behind the liberation! Let's run faster."

After hearing the conversation between the two, those who originally complained about cutting in line fell silent.

It's a big courtyard.

Who told them not to have a restaurant in their courtyard?
Besides, Aunt Li from Mr. Ban'er's family was still handing out food.

"Auntie, give me my sister's phone number."

Aunt Liu nodded with a smile and grabbed two white flour buns and two corn buns from the bamboo basket: "Are you hungry? Go to Aunt Wang to get some food. Xizi, come here, get some food."

After saying that, he greeted Xizi behind him.

Yang Xiaole thanked her and went to Aunt Liu's place.

Fried shredded radish.

"Xiao Le, come here, give it to you. And your sister's too?"

"Yeah! Let's fight together."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Wang took a big spoon and gave him 2 big spoonfuls.

It was obviously an overpayment, because everyone else had one level spoon.

After preparing the food, I saw that my father had just delivered food to others.

Yang Guangzhi came over and said, "Your mother and your eldest brother should have eaten at the factory or work. Remember to clean your lunch boxes after eating!" "Okay, I understand."

"Okay, then I'll go to work first."

After that, I went to the kitchen. Not only the people in the alley, but also the restaurant itself was very busy.

After the two little guys finished preparing the meal, they came out and saw a large number of children from the courtyard following them. This was the arrival of the large army.

Come over with bowls and chopsticks in hand.

Yang Xiaole returned home with the two little guys.

“Just ordering food, I’ll be hungry soon!”

After coming in, Xizi turned on the radio and muttered there.

Yang Xiaole laughed when he heard this.

On average, a person only eats about one kilogram a day, which is divided into breakfast, lunch and dinner. At noon, it is almost four taels, which is just two steamed buns or two steamed buns.

If there's enough oil and water and enough vegetables, it's pretty much the same.

The fried shredded radish is just like boiled radish, and there is only one spoonful.

I guess it will be digested before I go to school.

After all, the ration of vegetables is only half a catty.Even less if it’s divided into two meals.

He took out a bowl of sauce from the cupboard and put it on the table: "Come on, it's good to eat some. How could you eat so much when you were in the countryside? Just be satisfied."

Use your chopsticks to spread a little sauce on the steamed buns and start eating directly.

He added a lot of food to the food he bought before. Every time my mother and father were eating, they often got distracted and didn't react.

Nowadays, there are naturally much fewer canteens.

He could understand in his heart that the food department was probably very overwhelmed right now, and they were trying to find ways to save food so that people could safely transition to the time of food harvest.

This canteen is part of following the commune, and part of saving food.

Xizi talked diligently and ate not too slowly.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he thought of something, went back to the house and took out a few salted duck eggs.

"Eat it!"

I had marinated it before and forgot about it in the space.

"Salted duck eggs?"

Xizi's eyes lit up, he took it over, opened it, and started eating.

"It's oily!"

Seeing that the duck eggs were dripping with oil, I happily licked up all the oil on my hands, took out the egg yolks and put them on the steamed buns.

While eating, the eldest sister came back soon.

After the eldest sister came in, she sat there as soon as she put her school bag and started eating: "I'm starving to death. Why did I eat in the cafeteria today? They are so fast! Hey, salted duck eggs."

Yang Xiaole saw this and smiled: "Eat it!"

Upon hearing this, the eldest sister knew that it was him.

He laughed and ate.

While they were talking, it became lively outside, and Liu Jiefang's shouts came from the outside.

I saw Liu Jiefang, Tian Xiaozao, and Xiao Tao coming over with lunch boxes.

"Why are you here?"

Yang Xiaole looked at several people carrying lunch boxes and asked with a smile.

"My mother is here to help. Aunt Tian and Sister Xiao Xingzi should be eating in the factory. Let's come over and listen to the radio."

Liu Jiefang said with a smile, looking at the salted duck eggs on the table, he swallowed: "You still have duck eggs!"

But I just said one sentence and then didn’t say anything.

After sitting down, the man in the backyard muttered: "Do you know that Qu Guohai and the others in the backyard have moved?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole paused, "Oh, you moved? Today?"

"I don't know, I'm already packing my things, and I'm planning to move out in the next two days!"

Xiaoli watched Xiao Taozi staring at her duck eggs. After struggling for a while, she got some egg whites and put them into her bowl.

"Here, you eat!"

Tian Xiaotao pursed her lips, glanced at her sister, and finally lowered her head and said thanks: "Thank you."

Hearing this, Xiaoli laughed there.

When the eldest sister saw this, she also gave Xiao Zao some.

Liu Jiefang was left to pretend not to see it.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and handed him half a salted duck egg: "Eat it! That's it! Where is your brother?"

Liu Jiefang happily took the duck egg, thanked him, and then said: "I don't know! It seems that I went out to play after dinner."

Yang Xiaole nodded upon hearing this.

The adults at home are no longer busy, and the children in the compound are basically all together.

But they are also divided into groups.

Everyone in the backyard, except Shi Jing, came over.

But after several people finished eating, Shi Jing also ran over because it was too boring to be at home alone.

After Shi Jing came in, she said with a smile: "I knew you were here."

The eldest sister saw this and waved to her with a smile.

Just when he was about to speak, Fang Mengmeng from the opposite side also ran over with a smile.

Suddenly the room became lively and chattering.

Angrily, Xizi turned up the volume to the maximum.

He didn't dare to murmur anything, because the second brother had already told him not to say unpleasant words when someone came over.

There are three radios in the compound.

There are three children in Uncle Wang's family, plus two brothers and sisters, Li Guangnan and Li Haitang, went to play there, plus the three children in Aunt Shen's family, it was also quite lively.

Now find Zhao Jianjun listening to the radio alone.

Suddenly the feeling of pride disappeared without a trace.

He also raised the volume to the maximum: "Huh, I'll listen alone! It's better if no one makes any noise."

A good time always flies by.

In the afternoon, a group of people went to school together.

……

Qu Guohai, this annoying guy, left the compound, and calm returned to the compound.

A month passed, and the canteen run by the street started with great success, but gradually people began to quit.

After all, it was agreed at the beginning that joining and quitting were voluntary.

Because people always feel that there is less food.

The steamed buns and steamed buns looked smaller than before, and the vegetables were getting thinner and thinner.

In mid-March, the temperature has warmed up. Although it is still very cold, at least there is no frost.

At noon that day, Yang Xiaole took two corn buns and a spoon of cabbage soup he brought back from the canteen and ate there.

Today's corn steamed buns are no longer the cornmeal that was similar to flour in the past.

But very small corn crumbs.

It's much thinner than the kind in rural areas, but the difference from the previous cornmeal is really huge.

My throat started to get sore after eating it.

Wang Xuewu bit into the hard-bodied corn crumbs and ate them with cabbage soup.

He breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "I have eaten corn crumbs for so many days, why are I still eating this? Is the cornmeal gone?"

Li Haitang chewed the steamed buns hard and said, "Where's the cornmeal? I heard from my mother that cornmeal is no longer available in the market, saying that the corn husks are nutritious. It's a waste to throw it away. You don't know." Really? Now the price of white flour has increased to [-] pounds."

Yang Xiaole quietly listened to a few people complaining.

Is there anything strange about this? If there is less food, then just break it with the skin.

As for white noodles, the price has increased from [-] cents to [-] cents. Gray noodles, which were rarely eaten in the city before, are now in large supply.

You must know that gray noodles used to be eaten in rural areas during festivals.

I only eat a little occasionally in the city.

The worst food in the city is Jianshe Flour and Ninth Five-Year Plan Flour.

The so-called white flour is Fuqiang flour and Bawu flour, which is also the most popular type with a flour extraction rate of 85%.

Not only food, but non-staple food is the real big problem now.

In the past, many biscuits, low-end pastries, and various non-staple foods did not require food stamps, but now they are all invisible.

Everyone has to collect food stamps.

High-end ones also require special tickets.

The famine in the countryside started at the end of last year, and the famine in the cities really started this month.

"You said that the cafeteria in our compound was closed a few days ago, why do we still eat this in our school! I want to go home and eat it."

Wang Xuewu muttered there.

Liu Jiefang, who was next to him, curled his lips: "You still go home to eat! You, you just eat so well. My mother said that the food in my house is enough for five days. If we can't buy food later, we will all have to drink the northwest wind." Yes. Hey, there is an elm tree in the woods in front of us. As soon as we get out of school, we will run over and pick some elm money."

Yang Xiaole beside him also nodded in approval.

It’s true that I ate so well before.

In fact, Kyoto is already very good. At least food is hard to buy, but at least you can still buy it if you work overtime and queue up.

It’s just not like the past where you can buy whatever you want.

It is estimated that the area in central China is now full of people. I heard what my father said in the restaurant. The provincial capitals in central China are short of food. The price of food on the black market is the same as flying.

Wang Xuewu thought about it for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, let's run after school. Get some elm money."

Yang Xiaole heard the two people talking and murmured in his heart.

Just wait, you may cry after two days.

He just learned from his mother yesterday that next month's ration will be notified when he goes to exchange for food stamps on the 25th.

The food ration is reduced by three catties per person, except for students.

The number of eggs per household has dropped from one pound to eight taels.

The amount of cooking oil per person is reduced to four taels.

Various other rations have also been reduced, but these are the most important things and the most distressing things.

"Yang Xiaole!"

While thinking, a girl's voice came from the side.

Yang Xiaole turned around and looked at the class's art committee member, Zhang Haiyan.

A girl with short hair and a round face.

"what happened?"

Looking at her, Yang Xiaole asked strangely.

"Your handwriting is so good, I will post it on the blackboard for this issue! It was written by Mengmeng before."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole thought for a while and shook his head: "Forget it about posting on the blackboard. For those who need to write, just leave the space."

Naturally, I can't hide the fact that my handwriting is beautiful.

When Zhang Haiyan heard this, she happily went back to discuss it with Fang Mengmeng.

(End of this chapter)