Wang Erniu didn't believe it, and tenaciously decided that Chen Xueniang didn't get married because she wanted to hook up, but under Wang Cuilan's threats and temptations, she promised Wang Cuilan that she would never scold Chen Xueniang again, and she would not beat Xiaoyan again.

When such an incident happened, Wang Cuilan and Feng Qingxue were not sleepy at all. Just sent off Wang Erniu's mother and daughter, Dangdangdang rang four times in a row, and as soon as the two looked up, the hands of the wooden wall clock on the wall pointed to four o'clock.

"Yes!" Wang Cuilan is older, and she can't sleep when she misses sleepiness, she said to the wind and snow: "You go back to the house and lie down, I'll go to line up to buy meat, come back to make meat puree for Xibao, and by the way, see if there is any pork liver." ”

"Auntie, I'm with you, and I can't sleep." Looking at the patriarchal thing, I feel uncomfortable.

If you don't feel comfortable, you won't be able to sleep well. Their mother took Xibao to sleep on the big bed in the east room, and Cheng's mother guarded Xibao, she was not worried.

If there are guests at home, then it must be men and women sleeping separately, even if the male host and the hostess can not have the same room, it makes Feng Qingxue particularly embarrassed, worried about affecting the married life of Cheng Baoguo and Wang Cuilan, I wanted to go out to rent a house at that time, and the Cheng family tried their best to stay, but in the end it didn't work, but fortunately I could go home once a week.

The wind and snow were going to go together, so Wang Cuilan took the noodle pocket. Looking at Feng Qingxue's puzzled gaze, she smiled: "It's a waste of manpower for two people to line up to buy meat, after a while, you go to the grain store to line up to buy food, and I go to line up to buy meat, go early and get your turn early, and if you go late, there may not be anything to sell to us." Tomorrow is Sunday, you don't have to go to work, those who can't go to buy meat and food because they go to work must flock here, so let's not go to join in the fun! If there was no Zheng Xiaoyan, she would have planned to buy it on Sunday, queue up in the middle of the night, and have a good rest after buying it.

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother are both old, and they have to watch Xibao at home during the day, Cheng Baoguo and Wang Cuilan are not worried about the two elders getting up early to queue up to buy food, so they haven't moved since the tickets and wages were issued at the beginning of the month, and they are all eating stored grain and food brought by the wind and snow.

"Good!" Feng Qingxue nodded, she had lived in Cheng's house for so long, and she also knew a lot about the situation in the city.

Wang Cuilan gave her the noodle bags, rice bags, grain books, and food stamps, but she didn't give money, she knew that Feng Qingxue was not bad for money, anyway, the price of food was low, and it wouldn't cost a few dollars, but it would make Feng Qingxue live here calmly.

"Our family has a salary and food stamps for me and your third uncle, he is twenty-seven pounds, I am twenty-five pounds, the thickness is seven to three, you look at it and buy it. Now cornmeal is classified as coarse grain again, you buy some cornmeal, and then buy some sweet potato noodles, it doesn't matter if the two are mixed together, if there are fine grains, there is white flour rice, you can buy it back, and make noodles and porridge for Xibao. Feng Qingxue smiled: "I brought a little rice and white noodles." "She brought all the coarse grains and fine grains, and the coarse grains were eaten by herself and the Cheng family, and the fine grains basically belonged to Xibao.

"What you bring is what you bring, and what we buy is the supply that the state gives us." The two turned off the lights, took flashlights, and went out, Wang Cuilan pushed out Cheng Baoguo's old bicycle.

"If you buy food, put it in the car, and we will save our energy." The grain store and the grocery store were close together, and before the two of them could get to the front, they found a long queue at the door.

Men, women, and children, some sit and nap, some curl up on the sacks and fall asleep, and some are full of energy to chat with the people around them, and there are empty baskets pressed with stones in the middle to represent the people in line.