Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 314 - 0314: Acquisition of Eggs 2_1

Chapter 314: Chapter 0314: Acquisition of Eggs 2_1

Feng Qingxue and Guan Cheng arrived at the kitchen just as Lu Tianjun was draining the cooked wild boar meat. It would be cut and stir-fried at noon.

"We’ve bought quite a lot of eggs today. Tianjun, can you go down to the cellar and get some green garlic? Let’s stir-fry a dish with eggs at noon." Once Lu Tianjun left, Feng Qingxue turned to Guan Cheng, "In a couple of days, we’ll send some to your aunt."

Guan Cheng nodded, "No need to wait a couple of days. While the snow ground isn’t muddy, I’ll go with Tianjun tomorrow."

Once the snow melts, the road will be hard to navigate!

Feng Qingxue considered this, and agreed.

Guan Cheng and Xu Dame hadn’t kept Lu Tianjun in the dark about their family relationship. When Lu Tianjun came back with the green garlic, he nodded, "Okay, let’s go. I would go mad if I was stuck at home every day due to the heavy snow."

Worried that the children might get tired, Feng Qingxue prepared some dried vegetables, pickles, and dried radish for Xu Dame. She didn’t send any raw cabbage or radish.

When Lu Tianjun and Guan Cheng arrived at Xu Dame’s, they repeatedly assured her. Xu Dame hurriedly said, "My children, sit down and have some warm water. We have cabbage and radish at home. We bought over a hundred cabbages for winter storage at one penny per pound."

As she spoke, she was busy preparing lunch.

Grandpa Xu helped with the vegetables, "Don’t skimp on these two kids. They traveled so far to bring us things."

"I know. Let’s stir-fry an egg, and then cut up the piece of preserved meat Xiaoxue gave us last time." Xu Dame gave her husband a glance, followed by a sigh, "If it weren’t for Xiaoxue’s support, we would be starving and eating snow now."

Lu Tianjun was stunned. "You’ve paid your public grain contribution, you’re eating commercial grain. Is life still hard?"

He went to school in the city. From what he observed, urban dwellers live a hundred times better than farmers because the vast majority who starve to death are farmers. Yet, city dwellers have commercial grain supply every month. They might not be full, but at least they don’t starve to death.

"In such times, who has a good life?" Xu Dame pointed at her husband and then at herself, "Your grandpa Xu and I, as an old couple, each get twenty-five pounds of grain per month. Many times when we go to the grain store with our ration book, they’ve run out of grain by the time our turn comes. In the end, there’s still a grain shortage!"

Lu Tianjun pondered. "So, our ration standard in Wanglou Brigade is considered high?"

"Your rations should be the highest," said Xu Dame. "In the city, only miners and other workers doing heavy physical labor have a monthly ration of forty-five pounds. But even then, sometimes their ration cards can’t get them any grains. Living in your production brigade is your blessing, cherish it!"

Guan Cheng nodded emphatically in agreement.

As far as he knew, the Caohu Brigade had increased their planting of corn and sweet potatoes this year, which had yielded high outputs. The standard for rations had been raised, but it was still much less than the Wanglou Brigade. Old Song had said it, hadn’t he? The able-bodied laborers in their production brigade only had two hundred pounds of grain.

What Xu Dame didn’t say was that the fortune of encountering Feng Qingxue was the greatest of all.

Although she wanted to keep Guan Cheng for a longer chat, she didn’t want to cause any inconvenience. After they finished their meal, she allowed the two brothers to leave. Before they left, she forcefully stuffed part of her recently received salary into Guan Cheng’s hand.

Grandpa Xu locked away the remaining sixteen eggs, "Qingxue is such a sincere child."

"Indeed!" The two of them together only had a pound of eggs for a month. Feng Qingxue had generously given them two pounds. With the remaining sixteen eggs, the two could each eat a boiled egg a day for eight days.

Just as they finished putting away Feng Qingxue’s gifts, a visitor, an old friend of Grandpa Xu arrived.