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Chapter 36 The 60-year-old peasant mother-in-law (13)

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    "Don't we only have fifty yuan left at home? How can we buy so many sweet potatoes? I heard from Lao Zhang that the price of sweet potatoes on the black market has risen to one yuan and two!"

    Wang Yaobang asked in surprise.

    ¡°I¡¯m telling you, that¡¯s when I met a kind-hearted person who sold rice for 50 cents per catty. It was the grandma I bought rice from last time. Do you remember?

    The one who costs one dollar and five pounds of rice!

    "It's a pity that grandma said that this year's harvest may not be very good, and she will not sell grain in the future. But fortunately, I have stocked up about a hundred kilograms. I think if I save a little, it should be enough for our family for two months!"  "

    Zhang Mei said with a proud smile.

    As a person in charge of household expenses, it is naturally her credit to be able to buy high-quality and low-priced things.

    ¡°Wait a minute, Mom, the old lady said she won¡¯t sell grain anymore, so you probably didn¡¯t look carefully when you bought it this time!

    I heard from a colleague of mine that there are people who first sell things cheaply to gain trust, and then sell low-quality ones at the end. Of the sweet potatoes you buy, only the top ones are good, right?

    It doesn¡¯t matter whether the bottom is a sweet potato or not!

    No, I have to go take a look!  "

    Wang Feng has always felt that there is no such thing as a pie in the sky. Now she heard her mother say that this was the last sale. She couldn't help but feel wary. She didn't even bother to eat, so she had to go to the warehouse to check.  Quality of sweet potatoes.

    Zhang Mei's face turned pale when she said that, because everyone was crazy about buying, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to grab them, so she paid the money and hurried back with a hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes and more than ten kilograms of rice on her back.  I didn't bother to watch it.

    Of course, out of trust in the grandma, she didn¡¯t think it would be fake at the time.

    Now that my daughter said it, I feel a little panicked.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Now everyone else who could still eat, put down their bowls and chopsticks and went to the room where the food was stored.

    When I entered the house, I saw Wang Feng pouring the pile of sweet potatoes out of the bag, looking at it carefully for a while, and muttering:

    "How could this be? Why do the sweet potatoes look so good? They shouldn't be. How could there be such stupid people in the world? They shouldn't be!

    How could he not be a liar?  "

    Seeing her like this, Zhang Mei was so angry that she slapped the back of her head hard and cursed:

    "You damn girl, what did you say about my grandma's good intentions? If she's not a liar, how can it be wrong in your mouth?"

    Get out of here quickly, don¡¯t eat any food tonight, give me a drink of northwest wind!  "

    Looking at the intact sweet potatoes on the ground, Zhang Mei couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart, feeling guilty that she had thought of that grandma like that just now.

    It¡¯s really inappropriate.

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    Speaking of Qiao Mu, after returning to the village, Qiao Mu felt that he couldn't just watch, let alone watch the villagers starve to death, so after thinking for a while, he hurried to the old village chief's house.

    I plan to discuss something with the old village chief.

    "Is Fuhua at home?"

    When they arrived at the place, Qiao Mu knocked on the door and asked loudly, "Zhang Fuhua and her son are of the same generation, so it's natural to call her Fuhua."

    "Hey, grandma, why are you here?

    Come on in and sit down, what's the matter?  "

    It was already dark at this time, so Zhang Fuhua was naturally at home. After he came out and saw Qiao Mu, he immediately opened the door, welcomed Qiao Mu in, and asked.

    "Fuhua, I have something to tell you secretly. Can we go to the warehouse to talk about it?"

    ¡° If Qiao Mu said what he was going to say later, it would be considered poaching the corners of socialism, so naturally he had to find a hidden corner to talk about it, so he couldn¡¯t talk openly and openly.

    Although Qiao Fuhua felt a little strange, he didn't refuse. He turned around and said hello, and then went to the warehouse not far away with Qiao Mu.

    When they arrived at the place, Qiao Mu said:

    "Fuhua, I went to the county again today, and the food supply in the county has decreased again. Many families have to go to the black market to buy high-priced food to survive. We don't have much food in the village!

    ??Looking at the weather, do you think the grain output can be high this year?  If it rains a few times in a while, our village might be able to harvest something, but if it doesn¡¯t rain, it¡¯s a big bet!  "

    "Grandma, let me tell you the truth. If the village's grain reserves were divided equally, each person would get less than five kilograms. It would still be coarse grains. The canteen can no longer hold on, and we don't know what to do!

    ? ?Seasonal food is also really scarce!

    What are your thoughts?  "

    Qiao Fuhua also said with a sad face.

    The villagers in the village have always complained that the food in the canteen is too thin, but they, the village cadres, look at the little food in the granary every day, and they are so worried that they can't sleep. They are afraid that one day there will be no food in the canteen.  .

    ¡°I want to go to the mountains to farm.

    Now that the weather is okay, I should be able to replant another season of sweet potatoes in the mountains. If the village cannot harvest food this season, or the quantity is very small, and the food tax levied above is still the same as before, the sweet potatoes will be enough to replant.  Help!  "

    Qiao Mu looked at Qiao Fuhua's frightened look and quickly said, "Don't be anxious yet!

    I know it¡¯s not good to do this, but don¡¯t forget how many people starved to death in our village in 1942. When the time comes, let us old people go to the mountains to plant sweet potatoes. If that doesn¡¯t work, then I will go alone. If  If someone accidentally reported it and discovered it, then say it was me who did it, and it was all my idea!

    I am the only one wandering the streets.

    It will definitely not involve the village!  "

    "Grandmawuwu"

    Qiao Fuhua was already crying.

    "Grandma, I can't let you do this. You are already so old. I will let the village"

    "No, please don't, we are not afraid because we are older. Anyway, we only have a few years to live."

    As long as you can live, we will feel at ease even if we die. Originally, I wanted to secretly plant it on the mountain, but you see, now everyone runs to the mountain every day, and I am worried that they will be hungry one day.  The sweet potatoes that were not as mature as the ones I planted were dug up and eaten. That¡¯s why I came here to let you know. I hope you can help me hide them. Just know what you are doing.  "

    Qiao Mu knew that Qiao Fuhua might want the villagers to help and not blame others, but if so many people went up to the mountain to plant the seeds together, the noise would be too great. It would be better for her to plant quietly by herself, not to mention there were so many people.  Where did human sweet potato seedlings come from, and how did she secretly smuggle the sweet potato seedlings out of the penguin farm?

    ¡°Okay, but I, the old village chief, don¡¯t do much for you on weekdays, so I¡¯m going to go all out and grow sweet potatoes with you this time!

    "Don't refuse this time. Anyway, I'm old and don't have many years to live, so I just think of it as making a contribution to the village!"

    By the way, do you have any sweet potato seedlings?  "

    Qiao Fuhua only then remembered that growing sweet potatoes still requires sweet potato cubes and sweet potato seedlings. Didn¡¯t everyone hand the food to the canteen warehouse at this time? Where can I find sweet potato seedlings?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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