Time travel story: Old lady Shenhao, I am wicked and crazy

Han Feng came back with a dark face, and everyone was a little surprised.

Someone heard Han Feng's stomach growling and couldn't help but ask, "Han Feng, weren't you eating at Qian Zhenzhu's place?"

Han Feng adjusted his mood, took out some money, gave it to a person in his roommate and said, "I'll give you this money and share some food with me."

The educated youth was momentarily embarrassed. Although money is a good thing, food is not easy to buy now.

Especially the educated youth, who are not familiar with the place here and rely on the food rations distributed by the village chief...

But after thinking about it, he accepted it and said, "Han Feng, don't blame me. You also know how important this food is to us. I can only spare one meal for you."

Han Feng nodded.

He also explained: "I have a rest tomorrow and will go to the city to buy some food. From now on, I will no longer work with the money family, but will also cook and eat at our educated youth spot."

The educated youth scratched his head and asked strangely: "Why? Have you finished eating the rations we distributed? I still have more than half of it! I'm worried that it won't be enough even if I plan it. Your family's conditions are better, but you still have to plan."

Han Feng was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew that when he ate at Qian's house every day, the porridge was relatively thick at first, and then became thinner and thinner. According to that method, it would be impossible to finish the rations he sent.

However, who told Grandma Qian to finish eating when she said she was done?

He asked: "The Qian family said that I have run out of rations."

"impossible?"

The educated youth said subconsciously: "As far as I know, the educated youths who work together to eat together say that there is still plenty of food..."

Han Feng was stunned for a moment: "They didn't say anything about firewood fees, labor fees, water fees or anything like that?"

The educated youth chuckled: "What is this? No, no, even if you include these, how much rations can be deducted? In the past, we were separated from the villagers. Later, as we gradually got to know each other, the villagers in Qianjia Village were very simple. , they won’t deduct more at all.”

At this time, the other educated youths at the side understood. They cleared their throats and lowered their voices: "Han Feng, it turns out that when you wanted to be a partner for the money man, the other villagers looked at you very strangely. We thought they hadn't seen you at first. But now that time has passed, we have found out some things about Qianjia Village, and Qian Zhenzhu’s family is not easy to get along with."

On weekdays, Han Feng and Qian Zhenzhu had a very good relationship, and they would not say this in front of Han Feng without looking at them.

But now, that's different.

After Han Feng listened to everyone's words, he doubted his previous judgment for a while.

However, someone said very soberly: "If someone is cruel to his own grandson, who do you think he is?"

This sentence instantly woke Han Feng up.

Han Feng suddenly thought of what Qian Xiaofeng said last time, and his expression flickered.

In Grandma Qian's heart, no one else is important except Qian Pearl.

Han Feng drank porridge at the Educated Youth Point at noon and took care of the evening meal. Early the next morning, he set off to prepare for a trip to the city. He had no food left now. Everyone had enough food. Now he would exchange food for it. Not only is the price high, but food stamps are also required. Food is considered very valuable to everyone.

The occasional meal is what everyone saves from their mouths.

Han Feng was not short of money, and he also had tickets in his hands, but these were originally reserved. He thought that he would not use them as much as possible, and try to live within his own capabilities and rely on his own abilities.

When people in the village go to the city, it is very tiring to rely on one leg, so the village chief's ox cart is used. Han Feng would not save such a small amount of money, so he got on the bullock cart and unexpectedly found a few unfamiliar faces.

But he knew these people, they were Qian Zishuo and the others.

These young people seemed to be very mysterious in the village, and Han Feng nodded to them.

Qian Zishuo also nodded politely.

The group of people didn't say much.

After arriving in the city, everyone dispersed.

Qian Zishuo and others could have ridden bicycles back to the village, which would have been easier. However, although they were young, they also knew that they had just got jobs in the city and were already eye-catching. If they rode bicycles back to the village, they would be in trouble. People will think too much about it, so it’s better to talk about it later.

Han Feng thought very well. He had money and tickets, so he would not starve himself. But who knew that he went to several supply and marketing cooperatives and all the food was sold out.

There is food in the canteen in the city, but the food is also subject to purchase restrictions. Even if you eat enough here, you can't last more than a day and a half even if you pack a few buns back.

"What can we do now?"

They rest once every half month. This time they can't buy food. When they return to the village, how will he eat in the past half month?

Han Feng could only run around everywhere, but both legs were broken and there was no place to buy anything.

But the food in this city is already in short supply, and each household has a purchase limit. However, everything to eat is snatched away early in the morning.

At this time, it was getting dark. Qian Zishuo got off work from get off work and saw Han Feng walking down the street in despair. He thought for a moment and said hello: "Why haven't you returned to the village yet? It's getting late. "

When Han Feng raised his eyes, he saw Qian Zishuo riding a bicycle.

He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously thought, Qian Zishuo had a bicycle, why didn't he ride it when he returned to the village?

Looking at his eyes, Qian Zishuo said in annoyance: "You want to ask about the bicycle? It belongs to my work. I can just ride it at work on weekdays. I can't ride it when I go home."

Qian Zishuo did not tell the truth to Han Feng.

The brains of these educated youths sometimes work well and sometimes fail. Human nature is complex, and he does not want to cause trouble.

Han Feng nodded subconsciously.

"By the way, you haven't said anything yet, why don't you go back? What are you doing in the city this time?"

In fact, Qian Zishuo had already made a guess in his mind, because he was at home when Han Feng and the neighbor got into trouble yesterday. In fact, when he stopped Han Feng now, he also had some gossip in his mind and wanted to know how noisy the matter was.

Han Feng smiled bitterly: "I'm not afraid to say it. I came out this time to buy some food rations."

Qian Zishuo pretended not to know: "Didn't you educated youths receive rations?"

Han Feng sighed: "You are often in the city and don't have much contact with us. Maybe you don't know that I and I live together at home. Yesterday, Grandma Qian said that my rations were gone. I had no choice. I didn't want to come out. I will buy some more and plan to make them myself at the educated youth spot in the future."

Qian Zishuo raised his eyebrows and said sympathetically: "Oh, what are you going to do? Let me tell you, the food in this city is put away every few days, and everyone is watching. It was sold out as soon as I came out. Even if you have money and food stamps, you can't buy it..." (End of Chapter)