Chapter 79 - likes the house in the city
Chapter 79: 79 likes the house in the city
Chapter 79: 79 likes the house in the city
The work in the fields isn’t light, how can we skip breakfast?
Our parents are already in their fifties, thin as a rake.
Clearly suffering from severe malnutrition.
Yet they still have to go to work to earn work points, if they don’t eat something good, their health will surely collapse.
Li Xiuli’s eyelids twitched violently when she saw the Peach Crisp brought out.
Two pounds of Peach Crisp?
How much would that cost?
And to just take them out like that, this reckless daughter…
As soon as Lin Tang saw the look on her mother’s face, she knew her mother was yet again feeling the pinch for her.
She hugged her mother’s arm and said with a smile, “Mom, don’t feel bad for me, I don’t like sweet stuff.
If it’s left in my room, I’m afraid it won’t even be finished by the New Year, wouldn’t that be a waste?
It might even attract mice to our house, why don’t you divide it up?”
This Peach Crisp is sickly sweet, she really can’t handle it.
Li Xiuli, looking into her daughter’s bright eyes, was at a loss for words.
She sighed heavily in her heart.
She took it, and without hesitation, opened the bag.
Inside the bag were palm-sized Peach Crisps.
They looked very crumbly and fragrant.
There were some black sesame seeds on top.
The Peach Crisps were cracked with fine lines, mouthwateringly delicious.
In those hard times, there were very few people like Lin Tang who didn’t like sweets.
The vast majority craved that taste of sugar.
As Li Xiuli smelled the tempting Peach Crisps, she felt her stomach was surprisingly empty.
Her mouth uncontrollably released a lot of saliva.
Realizing she was actually craving it, Li Xiuli felt particularly embarrassed.
At her age, to still be craving such treats…
After watering the Vegetable Garden, Lin Qingmu heard something about Peach Crisp and hurried over, putting his bucket down.
He peeked at the bag in his mother’s hands.
Is this the Peach Crisp?!?!
It looked even more delicious than the soft pastries in the supply and marketing cooperative.
“Mom, there’s so much Peach Crisp, can I try a piece?” Lin Qingmu shamelessly asked.
“You had meat, white Bun, and noodles yesterday, haven’t you had enough yet?” Li Xiuli glared at him, annoyed.
This cheeky boy, how could he be so greedy.
Lin Qingmu chuckled and said, “But that was yesterday, haven’t I not eaten today?”
Meat, that’s something you can’t get enough of eating every day.
Li Xiuli said irritably, “I’ll give each of you a piece, take five pieces to your grandparents, and save the rest to eat slowly.”
With that said, she gave everyone a piece.
With that distribution, the Peach Crisps in the bag considerably diminished.
Li Xiuli’s heart ached as she felt it throb.
Having too many sons isn’t a good thing either.
All of them are gold-diggers.
She took out two more pieces, intending to save them for her grandchildren, and locked away the rest in a cupboard inside the house.
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It was rare for the Lin Family to eat breakfast, usually going to the fields on an empty stomach.
They ate once at noon and once in the afternoon.
Most people in the village lived like this.
Today however, having something to eat made the whole family extraordinarily happy.
Although Li Xiuli always wanted to save food, she still pitied her children.
When she came out of the house, she was carrying a box.
“Mom, what are you doing with Malt Extract?” Lin Qingmu asked as he nibbled on the Peach Crisp.
“Drinking it, what else!” snapped Li Xiuli, and she said to Ning Xinrou, “Xinrou, take four bowls and bring the thermos. I’ll make some Malt Extract for you to drink before you go.”
Four bowls, one for each couple, her husband and she shared one, and Qingmu had one to himself.
Tangtang didn’t like sweetness, so her mother made her a scrambled egg soup.
“Mom?” Ning Xinrou hesitated briefly.
“This Malt Extract is for Mom and Dad to replenish their health,”
Zhou Mei’s eyes burningly fixed on the Malt Extract in Li’s mother’s hand, longing to return to the kitchen to fetch a bowl for herself.
That was Malt Extract!
She had never tried it before.
If only she could have a taste…
Zhou Mei was so excited that the little person inside her heart started dancing a yangge dance.
Li Xiuli waved her hand, “Go ahead, you all should also taste it.”
Apart from the younger ones at home, none of the sons and daughters-in-law had ever drunk it. It was a good chance for them to sweeten their mouths.
Lin Tang generously said, “Just let Mom decide, Sister-in-law doesn’t need to stand on ceremony.”
Seeing that both her mother-in-law and younger sister-in-law said so, Ning Xinrou turned and went to the kitchen.
The Lin brothers, hearing they could drink such a precious thing as Malt Extract, almost grinned ear to ear.
“Mom is truly generous today!” Lin Qingmu couldn’t help but praise.
However, Li Xiuli was far from flattered.
She snorted and said, “I’d like to be generous every day, too. If you gave me a hundred or eighty bucks a day, I would let you eat meat until you were sick of it.”
The family was poor, with nothing good at hand. If they weren’t tightfisted about it, how could they get by?
Just last year, they were still eating only one meal a day.
The famine had only just ended, and the family was only able to eat meat several times by taking advantage of Tangtang’s benefits.
“What are you talking about, Mom? Who would eat meat until they’re sick?” Lin Qingmu retorted.
He contentedly finished the last bite of his Peach Crisp.
He picked up the freshly brewed Malt Extract and took a sip.
The water hadn’t been boiling for long, so it was obviously scalding hot.
Lin Qingmu gave a hiss of pain from the burn, but he couldn’t bear to spit it out.
He opened his mouth to suck in some cool air, waiting for it to cool down a bit before swallowing it.
“You rascal, don’t you know the water just boiled? Don’t you know it’s hot?” Li Xiuli scolded.
She immediately wanted to grab her broom and give him a good swat.
Lin Tang also said with concern, “The water is so hot, why didn’t you spit it out, Third Brother?”
“How could I waste it?” Lin Qingmu replied, reluctant to let go, “My skin is thick and I’m tough. It’s really delicious; you all should hurry up and drink, too.”
He held the bowl, blew on it, and took another sip.
So sweet and fragrant!
Lin Tang’s mouth twitched silently.
For a sip of drink, Third Brother was really going all out.
A Peach Crisp and a bowl of Malt Extract, the Lin family members had a rare treat that couldn’t really be considered breakfast.
Then they all went off to work.
Li Xiuli had taken the rare occasion to request a day off. She went to town with Lin Tang, carrying a letter of introduction.
She planned to rent a room for her daughter.
Lin Tang was about to start a job in the county, and commuting every day was impractical.
Li Xiuli was thinking of asking her younger sister-in-law Lin Anan about renting a place.
An hour later, the mother and daughter arrived at Lin Anan’s place.
Lin Anan’s husband was from the Meng Family and his name was Meng Shichang.
They were junior high school classmates, naturally came together after graduation, and then got married.
In the first year of their marriage, Lin Anan became pregnant.
She gave birth to twin boys for the Meng Family and subsequently took over her mother-in-law’s duties.
The Mengs worked at a meat processing factory.
They lived in a three-story house with very white walls.
Her family lived on the second floor at the farthest end.
It wasn’t a large place, with communal cooking and bathroom facilities.
The wooden stairs were nowhere as convenient as those in the countryside.
But in an era when everyone envied the workers, this living condition was something many people were jealous of.
“Your Aunt Anan is living better and better. If you could settle down in the city too, your father and I would be at ease,” Li Xiuli looked at the clean wall and the level ground in front of her and remarked with emotion.
As parents, they always wished for their children to live a better life.
Lin Tang smiled and asked, “Do you like the houses in the city, Mother?”
She didn’t really like it.
Too small and cramped.