Chapter 7

Jia Family

Qin Qin Huairu was worrying about food, and Jia Jia Zhangshi was sitting on the kang rubbing her legs.

She thought she could live a good life after marrying into the city, but who would have thought she would become a widow a few years after marriage.

Although she replaced her husband's seniority, she only had twenty-something Brother Yuan.

With an elderly mother-in-law above and a son and two daughters below.

Jia Jia Zhangshi was treacherous, lazy, and capable of causing trouble.

Not only did she eat for two people,

but she also had to take painkillers every month.

Bang Geng, Xiao Dang, and Huai Hua were still young.

A family of five relied on her alone, and life was extremely difficult.

If it weren't for Sha Zhu's help and her searching everywhere in the steel mill, this family would have collapsed long ago.

Bang Geng sat up from the kang, holding his stomach and shouting: "Mom, my stomach hurts from hunger."

Qin Qin Huairu worked alone, and the family's food was only that little ration.

They were barely getting by, not knowing if they would have the next meal.

In the evening, Bang Geng drank two bowls of cornmeal porridge alone.

Jia Jia Zhangshi's half bowl of porridge was also given to Bang Geng, but even so, it couldn't fill Bang Geng's stomach.

"Truly a half-grown boy, eating his father to death."

Jia Jia Zhangshi hugged Bang Geng with heartache: "Sigh, my poor big grandson."

"Endure it, your mom will go to exchange grain tomorrow, and then you can eat a few more steamed buns."

Qin Qin Huairu looked miserable: "Mom, our family has no food stamps."

Jia Jia Zhangshi stared: "If there's no grain, go borrow it or buy it; no matter what, you can't let my big grandson go hungry."

Qin Qin Huairu said helplessly: "At the end of this month, who would have surplus grain, and who would be willing to lend it to our family."

This was an era of eating grain and drinking soup with tickets; city people's grain was supplied in fixed quantities.

During the period of extreme material scarcity, most families' grain bags (grain books, grain stamps) were empty by the end of the month.

Jia Jia Zhangshi said as a matter of course: "Go find Sha Zhu, First Master."

"And that Cao Cao Weiguo, they have fewer people and eat less."

"They definitely have surplus grain in their hands, let them help our family."

"We're all neighbors in the same courtyard, how can they have the heart to see us die without helping?"

"If no one helps you, just bump into someone's door frame and die."

"I'll hold a grand funeral for you then."

"Let everyone see the faces of those beasts."

Cao Family

The moon was dark and the wind was high; the night was deep and quiet.

Cao Cao Weiguo, sleeping soundly, vaguely heard someone calling.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Cao Weiguo!"

"Cao Weiguo, it's me, Qin Qin Huairu!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Outside the door, Qin Qin Huairu not only called out this time, but the force of her knocking was getting louder and louder.

Cao Cao Weiguo, awakened from his sleep, was holding back his anger, his mood inexplicably irritable.

"Not sleeping in the middle of the night!"

"What can't be said tomorrow!"

Qin Qin Huairu looked around outside the door, fearing being discovered:

"Cao Weiguo, open the door, I have something very important."

Cao Cao Weiguo said impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it; if you have a fart, let it out."

Qin Qin Huairu had never brought anything good when she came to the door.

It was either borrowing grain or borrowing money!

"Cao Weiguo, just a few words, open the door, can I eat you?"

Qin Qin Huairu, who had been given the cold shoulder, was not anxious or impatient.

It could be said that she was full of patience.

This concerned the stomachs of the whole family, and she absolutely could not return empty-handed.

"Cao Weiguo! Cao Weiguo! Open the door!"

Listening to Qin Qin Huairu's shouting, Cao Cao Weiguo felt helpless.

Qin Qin Huairu didn't want face, but he did.

Face is useless sometimes, and useful sometimes.

It's better to have it than not.

If rumors spread, he wouldn't look good either.

He didn't want to be alone for the rest of his life!

"Stop shouting!"

Cao Cao Weiguo wrapped himself in a quilt and walked over to open the door with an irritable face.

If he let Qin Qin Huairu keep shouting, his reputation would stink through the streets.

"You were asleep."

As soon as the door opened, Qin Qin Huairu drilled into the room like a loach.

"Why did you come in!"

Seeing Qin Qin Huairu enter the room, Cao Cao Weiguo felt a panic in his heart.

A lonely man and a widow in the same room!

If this were discovered by the Neighborhood Office, they would definitely be hung with signs and stripped naked to parade through the streets.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and leave quickly when you're done."

Qin Qin Huairu looked miserable: "Cao Weiguo, there's not a grain of rice left at home, please save your sister."

Cao Cao Weiguo frowned: "You just got paid today, take the money and buy some!"

Qin Qin Huairu: "The grain stamps are used up."

Cao Cao Weiguo said irritably: "If there are no grain stamps, go to the Pigeon Market."

The Pigeon Market is a private trading market that cannot be seen in the light.

You can buy things without tickets, but the price is much higher.

Qin Qin Huairu's salary was tight and not enough to use.

How could she be willing to go to the Pigeon Market to buy grain.

Tears swirled in her eyes: "Don't you know my sister's situation."

"Where would my family have the money to go to the Pigeon Market."

"Cao Weiguo! Help your sister, and I will remember your kindness."

Cao Cao Weiguo sneered: "Forget it, you'd better remember someone else's kindness, I can't afford to climb high."

Thinking about how much he had helped Qin Qin Huairu in the past.

Except for that 10 Brother Yuan, everything else was like a meat bun hitting a dog; it never came back.

A lot of things were gone, but he hadn't gained a single benefit.

Cao Cao Weiguo didn't want to continue being a sucker.

Qin Qin Huairu grabbed Cao Cao Weiguo's arm:

"Cao Weiguo, sister won't let you help in vain, I'll wash your clothes and clean your room in the future."

Cao Cao Weiguo shook his head hurriedly: "Absolutely not, I can clean it myself."

If Qin Qin Huairu washed his clothes and cleaned his room, if this spread, he would be a brother-in-law with Jia Jia Dongxu.

Even if nothing happened, it would be rumored that something did!

Sha Zhu is a clear example!

Qin Qin Huairu was also anxious: "Then tell me, what will it take for you to help sister?"

She had already knocked on Sha Zhu's door, but Sha Zhu didn't have any surplus grain either.

The First Master had the First Mistress at home, and she was embarrassed to knock on the door late at night.

Thinking back and forth, the only one in the courtyard who could help her was Cao Cao Weiguo.

And she had more and further thoughts.

Cao Cao Weiguo's work was promoted, and life would definitely get better and better in the future.

Once is a stranger, twice is an acquaintance!