Old turtle calf! The sick grandfather pulled his grandmother tightly, and an angry gaze flashed in his dim eyes. Old turtle calf! You are going to take risks again, right?
Let me go, grandma is carrying a small bamboo basket full of fresh eggs and desperately breaking away from grandpa's dry arms. With your courage, you are not as big as a rabbit and dare not do anything. Is the family waiting to starve to death?
If you are hungry, you are at your age, and the soil is buried at the base of your neck. But, our eldest grandson, what should we do and what to eat, and will we go hungry with you?
But, this is speculation. Grandpa shook his head helplessly. The government will not allow it. Once it is caught by the people in the management office, it will not only confiscate it, but also fight, parade the streets, and deduct work points!
Hum, I'm not afraid, grandma said firmly: I'm not afraid, I've never seen any world of Mrs. Zhang. If we are a pseudo-Manchukuo, the Japanese are evil? I'm still doing smuggling under their noses. Is the Eighth Route Army powerful? Didn't I also bypass their blockade and carry rice into Liaoyang City? Hum, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of anything. In this world, if you want to live, you have to fight to the death of starvation, otherwise you have to wait to starve to death!
Alas, looking at grandma's slightly arched back, staggering with a pair of deformed big feet, carrying a heavy bamboo basket, and walking out of the house without looking back. Grandpa grinned bitterly: Alas, this old turtle calf!
I really can't do anything to her, but it's the same. Grandpa muttered to himself: Alas, think about it carefully, over the years, thanks to the old turtle calf floating around in the wind, struggling to earn some hard money, and pulling the children step by step. Otherwise, if I had been so poor and staying at home every day, this family would have been hungry long ago!
Grandpa, I took my grandpa's fucking hand and asked: Grandpa, what are you doing?
Selling eggs, grandpa replied: Your grandma has been doing business for life, but now, the government does not allow the people to do business, and if you catch it, you will deal with you! However, your grandma is born so stupid and bold. In order to support her family and make a living, your grandma often goes out to take risks!
Grandpa stroked my shoulder, "Oh, grandson, your grandmother took the risk again in order to make you eat delicious food."
When I heard my grandfather's words, I felt warm. I suddenly liked grandma, grandma, grandma
Grandpa glanced at me and said with deep emotion: Your grandma, how brave you are, how big you are, early in the morning, during the puppet Manchukuo, the Japanese people did not allow Chinese people to eat rice or white noodles. If you catch them, you will be an economic prisoner. If you don’t do it well, you will have to work out labor and build a bunker for Japan. In the end, no one came back alive, but it was human, so there was no greedy. Eat acorn noodles for the whole meal, and the stomach was bloated and I couldn’t even pull down the shit. This was good, so people ate it secretly.
When your grandma saw that there was something to make a fortune in this matter, she secretly brought the wheat, ground it into noodles, and sold steamed buns to sell it to your grandma and I got up in the middle of the night every day, secretly ground the noodles, and after steaming a tray of steamed buns, your grandma put the steamed buns on the bottom layer of the willow basket, with a layer of reed leaves on top, and a pile of pig grass on top.
When it was dawn, I carried a willow basket, pretending to be a pig grass, and wandered along the road. At that time, greedy people understood this. When they saw your grandma coming, they asked around the bush. If it was a familiar person, your grandma would tell them, I have steamed buns, do you want to eat? If you want to eat, you can get the money.
This wasn't a joke at that time! Once caught, you'll have to be in prison.
In the evening, grandma walked into the house with a small empty bamboo basket, and she was sarcastic and sarcastic: Oh, old turtle! You are back, I thought you were caught by the management office!
Humph, old man, grandma ignored grandpa. She put the small bamboo basket on the wooden cabinet, and then jumped onto the earthen kang excitedly. Grandma sat upright on the edge of the kang, and took out a handful of messy coins from her pocket. It went smoothly, smoothly, today, the first day opened, it was so smooth, I really didn't expect that, old man, the more unwilling the government to do, the easier it would be to make money. Do you believe it, an egg can earn a penny, hehe
Grandma counted with a smile, Oh, I really earned a lot. Working in the production team for a month can only earn a few labor points. When my eldest grandson saw me staring at her face for a long time, Grandma put down the loose coins in her hand, proudly took out a small paper bag, and handed it to my hand. When I touched it, it became a little hot. Grandma kindly spread the small paper bag, revealing a fragrant white flour pancake. Eat it, the eldest grandson, it's still hot. This is what Grandma bought for you with the money sold eggs. Tomorrow, Grandma will sell eggs. After earning money, she will buy you a hot pot!
Hehe, I greedily ate the hot sesame cake and kept laughing in my heart: Grandma, it’s so fun, I call it a hot pancake!
Hoho, Grandpa continued to sarcastically: Old turtle calf! Look, you are so beautiful that you are almost so beautiful. What day is this? Do you know? Today is Sunday, the official family is resting. Don’t get cheap and sell it. When tomorrow, the official family goes to work, you can try it out, it’s enough for you to deal with it!
Old man, I'm not afraid. I haven't experienced any storms. Didn't the government just catch me? I won't let me sell it? I just play with them, touching the blind, and fighting guerrillas. Hehe, this is much easier than breaking the blockade line back then!
Grandma, while gnawing on the sesame cake, I asked Grandma in confusion: Grandma, what blockade have you crossed?
Oh, grandma took a corn pot sticker handed over by her second aunt, took a big bite, and took another sip of cabbage soup. While chewing, she said proudly: In those years, the National Army and the Eighth Route Army opened the pot. On the avenue in front of our house, soldiers were everywhere. Eighth Route Army or the Eighth Route Army. The two families were like big saws, come and go.
Hehe, after all the fights, the Eighth Route Army surrounded the National Army in Liaoyang City. Now, the food in the city became nervous and expensive. No need to mention that the farmers outside our city saw that this was an opportunity to make money, so they sneaked into the city with their grain on their backs, using the food to change clothes with the people in the city.
Oh, I looked at grandma in surprise, Grandma, what if someone caught me? Isn't it possible to shoot me?
Hehe, it's okay. At that time, both sides were not very strict in their control. Both sides turned a blind eye and saw the person smuggling food. They shouted a few times and fired a few shots, and then pulled down grandma, a woman's house. Following the big men, they broke through the blockade again and again. The big men could carry a hundred pounds, and I could carry a hundred pounds, and a pound was no less than them.
Grandma is so energetic!
Alas, it's not possible. Since carrying the food that time, grandma has been exhausted and has a problem with back pain. Now, if you do a little hard work, the back pain once, grandma has carried the food and carried the clothes she had exchanged back. When she was halfway, a gun was clattering in front of her, and then, the cannons rang out again. We were scared, all of us were lying under the roadbed, and no one dared to stretch our heads.
Grandma, what's going on? I stopped chewing and stared at Grandma in a daze
Grandma paused: I don’t know how long the gunshots have been. After it was completely dark that day, the gunshots and cannons gradually became smaller. We were sleepy, hungry, and tired, but no one dared to move. When I thought, I always lay down like this, when was it so big, so I stood up and walked along the road. When other big men saw it, they followed one by one, and we walked a few miles away.
Suddenly, there were many figures shaking in front of us. When we approached, we saw that it was the Eighth Route Army. We were cleaning up the guns on the ground, lifting the wounded number, burying the dead people the more they went forward, the more injured people were dead. That was miserable, the ones who were broken, the ones who were broken, the ones who were broken, the ones who were blown away, the ones who were blown away, the other people had no heads. Alas, we were so scared that we didn't dare to take a closer look.
Grandma, who fights with whom!
Hi, who else can there be? The National Army and the Eighth Route Army, Alas, they are all Chinese, why bother? Alas, they died and injured are all young. They are beautiful guys with a donkey. What a pity. Whose child is not heartbroken?
Mom, my aunt added: That war really killed a lot of people, now, a martyr's cemetery was built in that place. During the Qingming Festival, the teacher led us there to sweep the tombs, and the teacher also told us about this...
OK, OK, Grandpa waved his hand, Old turtle! Don’t mention your glorious history, it’s getting late, go to bed!
In order to earn some poor coins, I bought me delicious food. My elderly grandmother ignored my grandfather's dissuasion and resolutely carried a small bamboo basket. At the risk of being caught and being beaten, she started a big deal: street egg trade
Grandma went from home to collect eggs. After filling the bamboo basket, she covered it with her hand towel, stepped onto the commuter train of the steel factory, sneaked to a nearby steel factory, and secretly traded eggs with the steel workers. Each egg earned a little bit of flirting profit that was not worth mentioning at all.
In that hot era, this was an illegal thing and was denounced by the government as: speculation will be severely cracked down and must be resolutely banned.
Trading is easy to do. Paying money in one hand and counting eggs in the other. But dealing with the government is a very headache for grandma. Grandma must try her best to sell her fresh eggs, while maintaining a high degree of vigilance at all times, ambushing government managers, and playing hide-and-seek with them like a child.
The managers were dressed in plain clothes, sometimes even dressed up as steel workers who bought eggs. Grandma threw herself into the net more than once, and the bamboo blue eggs were all confiscated. All the money in her pockets were confiscated. Then, she was thrown into the study class and gnawed on the hard steamed buns for a few days with tears in her eyes.
Every evening, my aunt and I leaned against the wooden window, anxiously hoping that my grandma would come back safely
What will happen to my mother today, right? My aunt frowned and muttered
No, I comforted my aunt with confidence and said: No, grandma is very clever and will not be caught by them!
With a loud bang, the door was pushed open heavily, and grandma walked into the room with a tired look on her face. My aunt and I rushed towards grandma at the same time. Mom
grandmother
Ha if grandma shows joy, she must have sold out all the eggs and earned a little pitiful scattered coins. At this moment, grandma will proudly take out handfuls of scattered coins, counting them while happily telling the extraordinary experience of the day, as well as a story that can be laughable, thrilling and exciting when dealing with the manager:
Today, haha, an old guy caught me again. He grabbed my bamboo basket and was about to take out the ID to let me see it. I took advantage of his chance to let go and turned around and ran away desperately. The old guy got older, his legs were not too neat and didn't catch up with me. I ran out of the residential area and got into the alley. Hehe, I happened to meet a big buyer, and sold a basket of eggs to him, which saved me a lot of worry!
Then, grandma happily took out a piece of hot steamed bun and stuffed it into my hand. Grandson, take advantage of the heat and eat it!
If grandma entered the house, with empty hands and a dull face, no need to ask, grandma must have fallen into the hands of the manager today, and said 10,000 good words, but finally did not throw her into the study class
Mom, the old lady looked at the desperate grandma timidly, I pulled grandma Liang Bingbing's big palm, grandma
Huh, grandma suddenly burst out with sour tears. Big grandson, grandma, today, she caught the management office again, confiscated the eggs, grandma was unable to do anything, and the money was confiscated, and she did not buy delicious food for her, huh
Mom, my second aunt brought a bowl of hot soup. Mom, don’t get angry. I’ll confiscate it today. I’ll find another way to earn it back tomorrow. Mom will have some food!
No, grandma pushed away the hot soup and didn't even take off her clothes. She got into the bed. I don't eat it, I'm not hungry!
Let me go, grandma is carrying a small bamboo basket full of fresh eggs and desperately breaking away from grandpa's dry arms. With your courage, you are not as big as a rabbit and dare not do anything. Is the family waiting to starve to death?
If you are hungry, you are at your age, and the soil is buried at the base of your neck. But, our eldest grandson, what should we do and what to eat, and will we go hungry with you?
But, this is speculation. Grandpa shook his head helplessly. The government will not allow it. Once it is caught by the people in the management office, it will not only confiscate it, but also fight, parade the streets, and deduct work points!
Hum, I'm not afraid, grandma said firmly: I'm not afraid, I've never seen any world of Mrs. Zhang. If we are a pseudo-Manchukuo, the Japanese are evil? I'm still doing smuggling under their noses. Is the Eighth Route Army powerful? Didn't I also bypass their blockade and carry rice into Liaoyang City? Hum, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of anything. In this world, if you want to live, you have to fight to the death of starvation, otherwise you have to wait to starve to death!
Alas, looking at grandma's slightly arched back, staggering with a pair of deformed big feet, carrying a heavy bamboo basket, and walking out of the house without looking back. Grandpa grinned bitterly: Alas, this old turtle calf!
I really can't do anything to her, but it's the same. Grandpa muttered to himself: Alas, think about it carefully, over the years, thanks to the old turtle calf floating around in the wind, struggling to earn some hard money, and pulling the children step by step. Otherwise, if I had been so poor and staying at home every day, this family would have been hungry long ago!
Grandpa, I took my grandpa's fucking hand and asked: Grandpa, what are you doing?
Selling eggs, grandpa replied: Your grandma has been doing business for life, but now, the government does not allow the people to do business, and if you catch it, you will deal with you! However, your grandma is born so stupid and bold. In order to support her family and make a living, your grandma often goes out to take risks!
Grandpa stroked my shoulder, "Oh, grandson, your grandmother took the risk again in order to make you eat delicious food."
When I heard my grandfather's words, I felt warm. I suddenly liked grandma, grandma, grandma
Grandpa glanced at me and said with deep emotion: Your grandma, how brave you are, how big you are, early in the morning, during the puppet Manchukuo, the Japanese people did not allow Chinese people to eat rice or white noodles. If you catch them, you will be an economic prisoner. If you don’t do it well, you will have to work out labor and build a bunker for Japan. In the end, no one came back alive, but it was human, so there was no greedy. Eat acorn noodles for the whole meal, and the stomach was bloated and I couldn’t even pull down the shit. This was good, so people ate it secretly.
When your grandma saw that there was something to make a fortune in this matter, she secretly brought the wheat, ground it into noodles, and sold steamed buns to sell it to your grandma and I got up in the middle of the night every day, secretly ground the noodles, and after steaming a tray of steamed buns, your grandma put the steamed buns on the bottom layer of the willow basket, with a layer of reed leaves on top, and a pile of pig grass on top.
When it was dawn, I carried a willow basket, pretending to be a pig grass, and wandered along the road. At that time, greedy people understood this. When they saw your grandma coming, they asked around the bush. If it was a familiar person, your grandma would tell them, I have steamed buns, do you want to eat? If you want to eat, you can get the money.
This wasn't a joke at that time! Once caught, you'll have to be in prison.
In the evening, grandma walked into the house with a small empty bamboo basket, and she was sarcastic and sarcastic: Oh, old turtle! You are back, I thought you were caught by the management office!
Humph, old man, grandma ignored grandpa. She put the small bamboo basket on the wooden cabinet, and then jumped onto the earthen kang excitedly. Grandma sat upright on the edge of the kang, and took out a handful of messy coins from her pocket. It went smoothly, smoothly, today, the first day opened, it was so smooth, I really didn't expect that, old man, the more unwilling the government to do, the easier it would be to make money. Do you believe it, an egg can earn a penny, hehe
Grandma counted with a smile, Oh, I really earned a lot. Working in the production team for a month can only earn a few labor points. When my eldest grandson saw me staring at her face for a long time, Grandma put down the loose coins in her hand, proudly took out a small paper bag, and handed it to my hand. When I touched it, it became a little hot. Grandma kindly spread the small paper bag, revealing a fragrant white flour pancake. Eat it, the eldest grandson, it's still hot. This is what Grandma bought for you with the money sold eggs. Tomorrow, Grandma will sell eggs. After earning money, she will buy you a hot pot!
Hehe, I greedily ate the hot sesame cake and kept laughing in my heart: Grandma, it’s so fun, I call it a hot pancake!
Hoho, Grandpa continued to sarcastically: Old turtle calf! Look, you are so beautiful that you are almost so beautiful. What day is this? Do you know? Today is Sunday, the official family is resting. Don’t get cheap and sell it. When tomorrow, the official family goes to work, you can try it out, it’s enough for you to deal with it!
Old man, I'm not afraid. I haven't experienced any storms. Didn't the government just catch me? I won't let me sell it? I just play with them, touching the blind, and fighting guerrillas. Hehe, this is much easier than breaking the blockade line back then!
Grandma, while gnawing on the sesame cake, I asked Grandma in confusion: Grandma, what blockade have you crossed?
Oh, grandma took a corn pot sticker handed over by her second aunt, took a big bite, and took another sip of cabbage soup. While chewing, she said proudly: In those years, the National Army and the Eighth Route Army opened the pot. On the avenue in front of our house, soldiers were everywhere. Eighth Route Army or the Eighth Route Army. The two families were like big saws, come and go.
Hehe, after all the fights, the Eighth Route Army surrounded the National Army in Liaoyang City. Now, the food in the city became nervous and expensive. No need to mention that the farmers outside our city saw that this was an opportunity to make money, so they sneaked into the city with their grain on their backs, using the food to change clothes with the people in the city.
Oh, I looked at grandma in surprise, Grandma, what if someone caught me? Isn't it possible to shoot me?
Hehe, it's okay. At that time, both sides were not very strict in their control. Both sides turned a blind eye and saw the person smuggling food. They shouted a few times and fired a few shots, and then pulled down grandma, a woman's house. Following the big men, they broke through the blockade again and again. The big men could carry a hundred pounds, and I could carry a hundred pounds, and a pound was no less than them.
Grandma is so energetic!
Alas, it's not possible. Since carrying the food that time, grandma has been exhausted and has a problem with back pain. Now, if you do a little hard work, the back pain once, grandma has carried the food and carried the clothes she had exchanged back. When she was halfway, a gun was clattering in front of her, and then, the cannons rang out again. We were scared, all of us were lying under the roadbed, and no one dared to stretch our heads.
Grandma, what's going on? I stopped chewing and stared at Grandma in a daze
Grandma paused: I don’t know how long the gunshots have been. After it was completely dark that day, the gunshots and cannons gradually became smaller. We were sleepy, hungry, and tired, but no one dared to move. When I thought, I always lay down like this, when was it so big, so I stood up and walked along the road. When other big men saw it, they followed one by one, and we walked a few miles away.
Suddenly, there were many figures shaking in front of us. When we approached, we saw that it was the Eighth Route Army. We were cleaning up the guns on the ground, lifting the wounded number, burying the dead people the more they went forward, the more injured people were dead. That was miserable, the ones who were broken, the ones who were broken, the ones who were broken, the ones who were blown away, the ones who were blown away, the other people had no heads. Alas, we were so scared that we didn't dare to take a closer look.
Grandma, who fights with whom!
Hi, who else can there be? The National Army and the Eighth Route Army, Alas, they are all Chinese, why bother? Alas, they died and injured are all young. They are beautiful guys with a donkey. What a pity. Whose child is not heartbroken?
Mom, my aunt added: That war really killed a lot of people, now, a martyr's cemetery was built in that place. During the Qingming Festival, the teacher led us there to sweep the tombs, and the teacher also told us about this...
OK, OK, Grandpa waved his hand, Old turtle! Don’t mention your glorious history, it’s getting late, go to bed!
In order to earn some poor coins, I bought me delicious food. My elderly grandmother ignored my grandfather's dissuasion and resolutely carried a small bamboo basket. At the risk of being caught and being beaten, she started a big deal: street egg trade
Grandma went from home to collect eggs. After filling the bamboo basket, she covered it with her hand towel, stepped onto the commuter train of the steel factory, sneaked to a nearby steel factory, and secretly traded eggs with the steel workers. Each egg earned a little bit of flirting profit that was not worth mentioning at all.
In that hot era, this was an illegal thing and was denounced by the government as: speculation will be severely cracked down and must be resolutely banned.
Trading is easy to do. Paying money in one hand and counting eggs in the other. But dealing with the government is a very headache for grandma. Grandma must try her best to sell her fresh eggs, while maintaining a high degree of vigilance at all times, ambushing government managers, and playing hide-and-seek with them like a child.
The managers were dressed in plain clothes, sometimes even dressed up as steel workers who bought eggs. Grandma threw herself into the net more than once, and the bamboo blue eggs were all confiscated. All the money in her pockets were confiscated. Then, she was thrown into the study class and gnawed on the hard steamed buns for a few days with tears in her eyes.
Every evening, my aunt and I leaned against the wooden window, anxiously hoping that my grandma would come back safely
What will happen to my mother today, right? My aunt frowned and muttered
No, I comforted my aunt with confidence and said: No, grandma is very clever and will not be caught by them!
With a loud bang, the door was pushed open heavily, and grandma walked into the room with a tired look on her face. My aunt and I rushed towards grandma at the same time. Mom
grandmother
Ha if grandma shows joy, she must have sold out all the eggs and earned a little pitiful scattered coins. At this moment, grandma will proudly take out handfuls of scattered coins, counting them while happily telling the extraordinary experience of the day, as well as a story that can be laughable, thrilling and exciting when dealing with the manager:
Today, haha, an old guy caught me again. He grabbed my bamboo basket and was about to take out the ID to let me see it. I took advantage of his chance to let go and turned around and ran away desperately. The old guy got older, his legs were not too neat and didn't catch up with me. I ran out of the residential area and got into the alley. Hehe, I happened to meet a big buyer, and sold a basket of eggs to him, which saved me a lot of worry!
Then, grandma happily took out a piece of hot steamed bun and stuffed it into my hand. Grandson, take advantage of the heat and eat it!
If grandma entered the house, with empty hands and a dull face, no need to ask, grandma must have fallen into the hands of the manager today, and said 10,000 good words, but finally did not throw her into the study class
Mom, the old lady looked at the desperate grandma timidly, I pulled grandma Liang Bingbing's big palm, grandma
Huh, grandma suddenly burst out with sour tears. Big grandson, grandma, today, she caught the management office again, confiscated the eggs, grandma was unable to do anything, and the money was confiscated, and she did not buy delicious food for her, huh
Mom, my second aunt brought a bowl of hot soup. Mom, don’t get angry. I’ll confiscate it today. I’ll find another way to earn it back tomorrow. Mom will have some food!
No, grandma pushed away the hot soup and didn't even take off her clothes. She got into the bed. I don't eat it, I'm not hungry!
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