Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 737 You're Just Being Tough
In this era, due to the scarcity of supplies, less oil and water, and not enough food, almost everyone had a big appetite.

To put it simply, everyone is a good-for-nothing. No one can blame anyone else, we are all the same.

This results in the fact that no matter whether it is steamed buns, dumplings, or pancakes, they are all made very large.

For example, a steamed bun weighs half a pound, which is a very common thing.

Wang An remembered that in the past, he could usually eat five or six half-pound steamed buns made of two-grain flour in one meal, which was a total of 2 to 3 pounds of steamed buns.

Of course, this was not his limit, because at that time Wang An felt that if there were still steamed buns, eating one or two more would not be a big problem at all.

Although Wang An has a big appetite, in Wang An's memory, his own appetite can only be considered average, and there are many people who eat more than Wang An.

But now, the steamed buns made by Wang An’s family have become smaller, and the weight of the buns has become half of what it used to be, about two and a half taels.

It's no exaggeration to say that Wang An can only eat three or four of these steamed buns weighing 2.5 liang each in one meal now, and that's when his appetite is better.

The main thing is that once a person has enough oil in his stomach, his appetite will naturally decrease, and he won't be able to eat even if he wants to. No one can blame anyone else.

Liu Guilan took the sieve from Wang Yi's hand and saw that Widow Li and her two daughters' eyes were wide open.

Of course, what they were staring at were the steamed buns made of half-grain flour on the sieve.

We have to admit that for a hungry person, the most attractive thing is definitely food.

Liu Guilan held the sieve in her left hand, rubbed her right hand on her pants, then picked up the steamed buns and handed them to the two children.

Widow Li saw this and quickly stopped him, saying:

"Gui Lan, what do you think about us?"

But before Widow Li could finish, Liu Guilan interrupted impatiently:

"Why are you still tearing it up after all this? What is there to tear up? Look at the hungry children."

Turning around, Liu Guilan said to the two children very gently:
"Come, eldest and second girls, eat one each first. This basket of steamed buns is all yours. Don't look at your mother. What's the point of looking at her? In my aunt's house, I have the final say."

Although the two children were eager for the steamed buns, they kept their hands behind their backs and refused to reach out to take the buns handed to them by Liu Guilan.

But their eyes kept looking at Widow Li, obviously seeking their mother's opinion.

However, Widow Li didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, and she didn't even notice the looks of the two children.

But you know what, from this point of view, although Widow Li's life was not very good, she did a really good job in educating her two children.

Of course, her hard life wasn’t because she didn’t work hard enough.

If she had to find a reason for this, she could only blame the world, which was not very friendly to her.

The two children stared at the steamed buns but refused to take them. This scene was really moving, but Liu Guilan, one of the parties involved, was a little angry.

After all, Widow Li's kneeling before really made Liu Guilan very angry, so much so that even now, Liu Guilan is still angry.

So Liu Guilan took the steamed bun and tried it twice, then suddenly her eyes widened and she shouted angrily to Widow Li:

"Widow Li, what the hell are you trying to do? I tell you, if you don't want it I'll take it back." At this moment, Liu Guilan once again displayed her tigress-like aggressiveness to the fullest. It must be said that she looked pretty damn scary.

It was only then that Widow Li took a look at the two children and said in a panic:
"Gui Lan, you misunderstood. How could I not want it?"

Then, Widow Li lowered her head and scolded the two children:
"Third Aunt is not an outsider, so why don't you accept the steamed buns that Third Aunt gives you?"

Widow Li might have really not noticed it before, or she might have been pretending to be a fool, but Liu Guilan didn't take it seriously.

Then Liu Guilan gave Widow Li a blank look and picked up two more steamed buns and handed them to the two children.

This time, the two children did not refuse, and miraculously, they whispered "thank you".

Liu Guilan touched the two children's heads with the hand that had just picked up the steamed buns, then sighed deeply and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but no words came out.

Watching the two children wolfing down the steamed buns, Liu Guilan casually handed the sieve in her hand to Widow Li, and then said softly:
"Sister Li, take all these steamed buns back. After lunch, come over and get some cornmeal. We have to get through this period anyway."

Widow Li was stunned when she heard this. She obviously didn't expect Liu Guilan to say such a thing. She was about to say no, but after a pause, she nodded and said gratefully:
"Gui Lan, thank you so much. To be honest, I really can't bear it any longer. You can imagine how I'm living. I have no idea where to start. There's nothing to look forward to."

It’s not like Liu Guilan hasn’t experienced hard times before. To be more precise, her life has only gotten better for a short time.

So although Liu Guilan could not "empathize" with Widow Li's sorrow, she did "deeply understand" it.

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After Widow Li finished speaking, Liu Guilan said comfortingly:

"Isn't life like this? Everyone has to endure it. There's nothing to look forward to. Okay, Sister Li, come over after we set off the firecrackers. Bring the kids with you. Otherwise, there's no way to take care of the two kids at home."

Widow Li nodded and was about to turn around and go home, but Liu Guilan reminded her again:

"Don't forget to get some cornmeal later."

Widow Li said "ah", nodded, and then took the two children home.

With the departure of Widow Li, the crowd had seen enough of the excitement and dispersed.

However, many people's eyes were fixed on the steamed buns made of two grains of flour in Widow Li's hand.

It can be seen that every household is not rich in food.

After everyone left, Liu Guilan sighed and said:

"I haven't done any work yet, but I've already put out a basket of steamed buns."

Wang An didn't care much about the steamed buns, and said with a smile:
"Yeah, after adding steamed buns, you have to add some cornmeal, hehe."

But as soon as Wang An finished speaking, Liu Guilan slapped Wang An on the arm and said angrily:
"What cornmeal? That's borrowed. Didn't you hear me asking her to come a little? It's all your fault, you loser. If you hadn't been so charitable, would I have given away those steamed buns?"

Wang An dodged to the side and continued to say with a smile:

"You are just being stubborn. You clearly wanted to give it to me but you still blame me."

Liu Guilan rolled her eyes at Wang An and couldn't help laughing, "You idiot."

(End of this chapter)