Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1051: Causes and Consequences 1

Chapter 1051: Chapter 1051: Causes and Consequences 1

The two had been busy since morning, first going from the Lu Family to Caohu, then from Caohu to the commune, and now they were making a detour to the Dan Family on their way home from the commune, truly without stopping for a breather.

Lu Jiang was alright, walking quite comfortably, but he was worried that his wife would be tired, so he helped her rest in a shallow valley.

"Let’s take a break, have some water, and anyway, Dan the Blind has already passed away; it doesn’t matter if we arrive a little earlier or later."

"That’s true," Feng Qingxue thought about it for a moment and sat on a rock where Lu Jiang had spread his sweatshirt, taking out a small folding table and some food from her space, "Since nobody is around, let’s have a good meal. Let’s start with a watermelon first."

A big round green watermelon appeared on the folding table, along with a fruit knife.

"Cooking a special meal, huh!" Lu Jiang said with a chuckle.

Feng Qingxue nodded as if it were only natural, "Yes, because only you know my secret, I don’t have to go out of my way to find excuses and worry about arousing everyone’s suspicion after taking things out, given the current scarcity of goods, many things simply don’t exist."

Lu Jiang picked up the fruit knife, felt the large watermelon, and clicked his tongue in admiration, "This watermelon is even bigger than the ones you’ve taken out before!"

"Big watermelons from the northwest, very sweet!" Feng Qingxue explained, "I specifically flew to the northwest to buy them; I got a lot of fruits like melons, grapes, as well as dried fruits like raisins, walnuts, and red dates. Local specialties are generally cheaper, and the year I bought them, the market wasn’t good. The most expensive the watermelons got was one yuan per kilogram, just enough for the farmers to break even; who knows how many made a loss. The cheap ones were a few cents per kilogram, and there were those left piled up at the edge of the field for locals to take away freely. Besides, many cantaloupes also didn’t sell and just rotted in the field; a two-hundred-acre farm charged me just a few hundred yuan, they were eager for me to pay workers to clear the melons from their fields."

They had lived together in the army for several years, often sneaking food behind their children’s backs. Lu Jiang had seen large watermelons before, but he didn’t know the origin of these watermelons and had always thought they were stored in the space on their own.

"Rotting in the fields?" Lu Jiang was shocked, "Decades later, have our common folks’ lives reached this level of abundance?"

Feng Qingxue sighed, "When facing a bad market, it’s not just the melon farmers who do this, fruit farmers do the same; there are even cases of someone dumping eggs off a cliff. I’ve become so accustomed to this, so when I was buying things, I always aimed for such situations; it saved money and allowed me to buy a lot. When you live in that era, you will understand what wasteful extravagance really means—it’s beyond your imagination."

Without having experienced the years of famine, one would not realize the true value of food.

Although Feng Qingxue had goods in her space that wouldn’t run out in dozens of years at this rate, she never dared to waste a bit in her regular life, couldn’t bear to throw away leftover food, and didn’t care about what modern experts said about overnight dishes possibly causing cancer.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jiang was left speechless and wide-eyed.

"Let’s not talk about this anymore; we can’t see this kind of situation now anyway. Go ahead and cut the melon; we can each have half."

Lu Jiang cut the watermelon into two halves with a knife, looking at the bright red flesh and black seeds, he couldn’t help but revisit the past, "In these times, common people can’t get their hands on watermelons at all; many city residents have to get a proof from a hospital and use it to buy watermelons and such. Unless it’s a year with a bumper fruit harvest, where city folks can queue up for purchases, always with a limit in quantity. The countryside’s private plots might occasionally grow a few fruit plants, most of which are vegetable melons. Having stored so many watermelons in your space makes me feel as if I’m sitting on a gold and silver mountain."