Rebirth in 60's:I have a carry-on space

"But..." Zhang Xiulan hesitated.

"It's OK. Just listen to me. I have to ask for food three times and four times to urge them to eat. They are used to it!" Li Fuman said.

In the morning, he called on Mrs. Li to get up and look after her two children, but the old woman complained that she was too tired the day before and wanted to go to bed.

I haven't done anything at ordinary times. I haven't done the clothes for half a year.

Captain Zhao Zhongxing asked him in the morning whether the old woman was not feeling well and would not help others to make clothes.

Li Fuman's face was embarrassed. He nodded or shook his head.

After all, the old woman used to make clothes for people for a long time and earned her salary.

Mrs. Li makes clothes for people and gets paid in two ways.

One is that the family who makes clothes gives money to the production team, and old lady Li makes a dress. Even if she has a few work points, it is equivalent to buying work with money, but it's not her own money, it's other people's money.

The other is that other people give her money directly, and the work score of the production team will not have anything to do with Mrs. Li. Naturally, when the time comes to distribute grain, she will not be responsible for Mrs. Li.

Generally speaking, Mrs. Li's choice is to earn work points. After all, food is fundamental. No matter how much money you have, you can't turn it into food, and you can't solve the fundamental problems at home.

Rural people can't get food coupons issued by the state. The only way to get food is to work points.

Listening to Li Fuman, Zhang Xiulan can't say anything more.

I had to start to serve.

Li's breakfast, as before, can be saved.

In the morning, one person has a bowl of coarse grain and green vegetables porridge, and one quarter of a sweet potato.

Although we can't eat enough, we can't be too hungry. The fine grain in our family is closely related to our two children. Others, who can bear hardships, suffer.

When Li Fuman had breakfast, he pulled Xiaojiu to his side and said, "is Xiaojiu full? Do you want porridge

"Drink Xiaojiu road.

Li Fuman took a clean spoon and tried the temperature of the congee with the back of his hand. The temperature was just right, so he fed Xiaojiu a spoonful.

Li Fuman's porridge can't be compared with his fine grain noodles.

There is no taste, the little guy took two mouthfuls, and then stopped eating.

The rest, Li Fuman a person Baoyuan.

After several people in the kitchen finished their meal, Mrs. Li and Li Qiushou came over.

Li Qiushou is the same as before. He doesn't pay attention to anyone. Even Xiao Jiu and Gouwa have similar treatment.

Xiao Jiu was born for such a long time. Li Qiushou, a father, has not held her for several times. On the contrary, it is other people who pet Xiaojiu as a baby.

After Li Qiushou enters the house, Xiao Jiu goes to Li Fuman's side and Gouwa holds his father Li Dahe.

Although they were all from their own families, both of them were afraid of Li Qiushou.

Li Qiushou was used to it. He picked up the rice on the table, finished it, and went to work in the production team.

It was Mrs. Li, who was clamoring for a long time, saying all kinds of dissatisfaction.

For a while, she said that no one asked her to eat, while she asked her two children if they were full.

Zhang Xiulan and Zhao MEIXIA have a very good attitude, but they will answer whatever Mrs. Li asks, and dare not say half a retort.

"Well, in the morning, it's so creaky that you can't stop your mouth when you eat." Li Fuman looks at old lady Li unhappily.

Mrs. Li was not willing to be outdone: "what am I talking about? What I said is not true? No one calls me when I eat in the morning. It's all right if I care about my grandchildren and great grandchildren? "

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