There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

"Help me send Meijiao back.

Gu Changfeng arranged a task for Qin Liang and got on the car and rushed towards the Red Flag Team 5. The little girl had made dumplings and was waiting for him!

It feels very strange. In the past, he would stay in the factory for a while after get off work, summarizing the day's work and thinking about the shortcomings in the work, and walking around the workshop before leaving the factory.

Now, he was eager to get back from get off work and didn't want to delay for a moment, so his bicycle flew up as he pedaled.

Zheng Xinyue was busy all afternoon. She first went to the mill to grind the wheat. Looking at the white flour as white as snowflakes, Lao Liangtou asked her in surprise, where did she get the wheat? This is the first time I have seen such a white face in more than fifty years of life.

Seeing Zheng Xinyue sifting the noodles with a fine sieve, he kept saying it was a pity, those wheat noodles could be mixed in the noodles and eaten.

Zheng Xinyue just smiled and said nothing, and carefully sifted it twice before giving up. As for the unwanted wheat noodles, Lao Liangtou carefully put them away. He said he also wanted to taste the white flour.

Zheng Xinyue felt sad and wanted to leave some white noodles for him, but she still didn't dare. Being too generous would arouse suspicion. Who would be willing to give away white noodles these days when they are so expensive?

When she got home, she didn't see her mother in the front yard. Zheng Xinyue rolled up her sleeves and carried a bucket to the backyard, where she saw her mother pulling potato seedlings in the garden with her butt sticking out!

The old lady had a smile on her face, her eyes were squeezed into slits by wrinkles, and she couldn't stop talking excitedly to herself.

“It’s so rare, so big, so nice.

The five children followed their grandma to pick up potatoes, laughing while picking them up. The joy of the harvest filled the Zheng family.

"Mom, let me help."

Zheng Xinyue rolled up her sleeves and said to her mother in a cheerful voice, what a happy feeling. She had been cautious for so long and could finally feed her family in a legitimate way.

"No need for you, just go back and rest. These potatoes will be finished in a while. Xinyue, my mother made a preliminary estimate. One potato seedling can produce about ten kilograms of potatoes. There are more than eighty potato seedlings in our garden, and more than eight hundred. How many pounds! Isn’t this yield per acre amazing? Your dad would be so happy to know it!"

Gao Guilan looked at her daughter excitedly, her eyes shining with excitement.

"My dad must be happy."

Zheng Xinyue smiled and nodded. Happiness is contagious. Seeing her mother happy, she couldn't close her mouth with laughter.

"Auntie, why do your potatoes grow so big?"

Wang Jinzhi heard the two women talking and ran from the house to the backyard. He lay on the wall and looked into the Zheng family yard. He asked in shock when he saw potatoes bigger than the palm of his hand.

It’s incredible. Not to mention the drought this year, even when the rain was good before, potatoes were as big as a man’s fist, which is more than twice as big.

"My family is blessed with a happy moon."

After Gao Guilan had harvested a good harvest, she saw that Wang Jinzhi was smiling too, her eyes full of pride, and she attributed the potatoes to her daughter.

Zheng Xinyue looked at her mother with a smile. She deserved the praise. Without her, this potato would not be able to grow so big.

"Yes, Xinyue is blessed."

Wang Jinzhi looked at Zheng Xinyue flatteringly and praised her softly.

"Mom, I'm going to chop the stuffing."

Zheng Xinyue glanced at her lightly. She didn't like Wang Jinzhi very much. What else did she care about when Sister Sili and Third Brother were in love?

"Go! Put more meat, don't be reluctant, let's have a good dinner of dumplings as a family."

Gao Guilan is rarely generous. Her daughter earns so much food for the family, so what's the point of eating dumplings?