Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

After moving the things, Feng Qingxue took out the rice, clothes and other items that already belonged to her home from the space, and also brought a few more cereals and cereals to deal with Feng Qingyun.

"Sister, where did so many things come from? And a flat cart!" Feng Qingyun washed her hands and asked while eating the steamed buns Feng Qingxue brought back to her, scanning the wooden books, dishes and other things. Come and sweep.

Feng Qingxue replied: "The things were begged for junk, and the flatbed truck was borrowed from someone. It will have to be sent back before dawn tomorrow."

"Sister, are you going out tomorrow? Can't you take me with you? I can also beg for food with you. You said last time that I didn't have pants and shoes, so you didn't take me with you. Now I have clothes to wear and shoes to wear. ”

"No." Feng Qingxue flatly refused.

"Why?" Feng Qingyun was very disappointed.

Of course, because you are here, I can't take things from the space! Feng Qingxue thought.

However, she said: "Silly girl, except for the few patches on your coat, the rest of your clothes have no patches. People will know at a glance that our family's conditions are not that bad, and they will not give us food. "

Feng Qingyun looked down at herself, then at Feng Qingxue, and said nothing.

Yes, I am wearing good clothes, but my sister is wearing the old shabby clothes, and she looks like a poor person at first glance.

She washed up and went to bed at night. At about three o'clock the next day, Feng Qingxue set off. In view of Qingyun's intelligence and her own wishes, Feng Qingxue left her at home and promised to bring her delicious food. back.

Feng Qingxue pulled the flatbed truck very quickly and arrived at the foot of the old elm tree at five o'clock.

On the flatbed truck was the food she put on the way, half a sack of cornmeal and most of a sack of black flour.

Black flour is flour that has not separated the wheat bran. It is now considered a fine grain. After all, cornmeal is classified as a fine grain.

She finally dug out the sacks from the space. The grain she originally purchased was all packed in nylon bags and sealed with white thread. These sacks were the ones she used when purchasing mountain goods.

In addition to these grains, Feng Qingxue also packed some rice, millet and other valuable items in small cloth pockets in the backpack in the car.

Aunt Xu and Uncle Xu walked around the old elm tree, their heads covered with frost and dew, obviously waiting for a long time.

"Aunt Xu." Feng Qingxue greeted quickly.

The second elder stopped and looked at her in surprise.

"Daughter, you're here!" Aunt Xu's heart that was hanging in the air finally relaxed.

Feng Qingxue took a look at Uncle Xu. He was a very interesting old man. His ragged clothes could not hide his elegant and clean temperament, and he also had a noble air, like a pampered nobleman.

"Hello, Uncle Xu." Feng Qingxue was the first to say hello.

Uncle Xu smiled and said, "My dear, thank you. The food you gave my wife yesterday saved no less than three lives."

If it weren't for a few old guys who were almost dying of hunger and were really desperate, my wife would never take the huge risk and go to the black market to exchange for food with the dowry that she had finally hidden.

Feng Qingxue smiled and said: "You're welcome, I got some good things from my aunt. Come, take a look at the food I brought."

Seeing that the sacks in the car were filled with grain, the second elder was so excited that he cried.

"With so much food, I'm afraid what we brought is not enough." Aunt Xu hesitated for a moment and said to Feng Qingxue.