A pleasant life in a courtyard

Chapter 212 Donating blood for meat

If they are not real relatives, there will always be a line between them in my heart.

A line that marks each other's identity, making people always remember not to be careless.

The deaf old lady felt sorry for He Yuzhu, and her feelings were not false.

But it doesn't stop her from putting herself first. If there is a conflict, she will know who to abandon.

After breakfast, the old lady refused Mother Li's offer and was picked up by Lou Xiao'e and helped home.

The other three were also tired, so the job of washing the dishes was left to Li Xiaodi who had had enough sleep and food.

Put on your apron, roll up your cuffs, and start doing housework in style.

Wipe the table, wash the dishes, sweep the floor, no one is left behind.

After everything was cleaned up, I carefully closed the door and went out to play without any worries.

The remaining three people were left sleeping soundly in the room.

Mother Li was the first to wake up. She couldn't sit still. As soon as she opened her eyes, she glanced at the sleeping red face of her daughter next to her, and the corners of her mouth rose up and she laughed silently.

After getting dressed and passing by the middle room, I saw my eldest son sleeping again.

He shook his head helplessly. He was so old, but he still hid his head in the quilt and was not afraid of being out of breath.

Mother Li carefully pulled down the quilt, hoping to let her eldest son breathe some fresh air.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiang, who was sleeping soundly, was completely irrational.

He just pulled off the quilt, turned around, and covered his head with the quilt again.

Seeing this, Mother Li had no choice but to ignore him and do her own thing.

Nowadays, people eat early at home and usually don’t delay past twelve o’clock. Food is basically served at eleven-thirty.

Mother Li saw that it was already eleven o'clock, so she had no intention of making any time-consuming dishes.

All we need to prepare is braised rice, stir-fried Chinese cabbage, and steamed salted fish.

There are not many fresh vegetables in winter, and the only ones that can be saved are potatoes, cabbage, and radishes.

If Li Xiang didn't bring anything back, the only vegetables on the Li family's dinner table would be these.

Fish is Li's mother's department welfare. Since she was transferred to the purchasing department, there are always various unplanned things every month, which are distributed to the people in the department on the grounds of subsidies.

Grass carp weighing seven or eight pounds will be stale by the time the children come back.

So Mother Li made it into salted fish.

Pickle the fish body with thick salt, dry it in the sun and cut it into sections. Pour a drop of sesame oil on it, add some dried red pepper, put it in the pot and steam it together with the rice.

A piece of fragrant and spicy salted dried fish is not a problem after eating a bowl of rice.

When the meal was almost done, Li Xiaodi went home to report at that time.

It wasn't the time he remembered, but his growling stomach reminded him that it was time to eat.

Mother Li sent her to wake her brother and sister up.

Li Xiaodi liked to do this job the most, so he made two false calls at first.

The eldest sister quickly opened her eyelids, regained her consciousness a little, and didn't waste time getting up and getting dressed.

When I got to the eldest brother, I shouted seven or eight times, but no one in the quilt moved, not even turning over.

Little Brother Li knows that he has a killer weapon.

He stood in the direction of Li Xiang's feet, silently reciting one, two, three in his heart, and then took away the quilt with one breath.

I grabbed the quilt and ran outside. The weather is nice today, so I can dry out the quilt.

Li Xiang, who was curled up in a ball, reacted and woke up in a daze.

He looked around and saw no one or a quilt. He only heard the noises of family members inside and outside the house.

I know it will be useless if I continue to rely on it.

I could only hit Hache, scratch my head, and get up from the bed.

By the time he was dressed, Mother Li had already entered the main room carrying dishes. “I didn’t know what I did in my last life, but I’m so sleepy all the time in this life.”

"Mom, I didn't sleep all night last night. Are you not sleepy? Besides, what I do is all mentally demanding work. I can't do it without a good rest." Li Xiang retorted out of habit.

Mother Li originally wanted to say, "Why didn't your sister and I stay up all night like this?"

But after thinking about it, my son was right. The money in the family didn't just fall from the sky. It took his son's brains and hard work to get it.

As she thought this, she immediately felt sorry for her eldest son.

He handed over the rice bowl and said, "If you are still sleepy, wait until lunch is over and then go back to bed and relax for a while."

Li Xiang shook his head and refused: "I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'll go to the hospital in the afternoon to see if the He family can help."

This is also a serious matter, and Mother Li agrees.

"Then I'll break some candied eggs and I'll take them with you."

"Isn't this food for confinement?" Li Xiang felt strange.

The baby in Sister Tang's belly is still fine, so there is a need to eat this.

"It's nonsense. In the past ten years or so, when distinguished guests came to the house, they would be served with a bowl of sugary eggs first. Later, every family's conditions were limited, and they only rationed that amount for a month. This rule gradually disappeared. Later, eggs were only During the confinement period, the government subsidizes one or two kilograms at a time. If there are no other good things at home, why don’t we just regard this as nutritional supplements.”

Mother Li taught her children about the origin of candied eggs.

My eldest sister recalled that in 61, it was hard to eat even eggs, let alone meat, in BJ City. It wasn’t that they couldn’t be found in the vegetable market, but the bills they received from the street office every month didn’t include them at all. .

Because there were no supplies, tickets were not issued at all.

Ordinary people can only eat these if they satisfy three identities.

They are patients, mothers, and infants and young children in nurseries.

“I remember when I was young, my younger brother and I were ignorant and wanted to eat meat. My elder brother had no choice but to go to the hospital to donate blood in exchange for a pound of meat. He was so thin that he was so thin that he was shaking when he walked after donating blood. "The eldest sister talked about the past, tears welling up in her eyes.

She lowered her head and wiped her tears with her movements.

Li thought he was fine and didn't think it was a big deal.

But this matter also left a deep impression on him. It was the first year he came here, and in June, the country issued relevant regulations.

Blood donors will receive a one-time subsidy of 200 kilogram of meat for each blood transfusion of 1cc or more, and 400 kilograms of meat for each transfusion of more than 2cc.

He was also greedy at that time!

Before wearing it, he never thought he was a glutton for meat.

He never even touches the meat in the stir-fry, let alone the fatty meat.

But after half a year without touching any meat, the craving for meat in my heart was really scratching my head.

Not to mention meat, just lard, he thought he could drink a can of it.

The crying of the younger siblings is just one of the reasons.

Furthermore, he was not the only one to do this.

The reason why he was so impressed was the long line from the hospital to the outside.

There were so many people like him who wanted to donate blood in exchange for meat.

There are many people who are thinner than him.

There are peddlers and lackeys inside, as well as people with outstanding temperament.

Among them, he believed that there were only a very few who only wanted to satisfy their own appetites.

Five years have passed since then, and eggs are still in short supply.

It's just that it's no longer as exaggerated as in previous years, and you can't even see a shadow.

But in the end, life is still difficult for ordinary people.

(End of this chapter)