"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhang Yan's good attitude in admitting his mistake, Tong Mei stopped caring and asked instead.

"As for food, didn't I ask my uncle to help me buy some food last time we went home?

My uncle came over and told me that I had contacted a thousand catties of grain."

"One thousand kilograms of grain is really a lot.

How much do your friends want?" Tong Mei said happily.

With six children at home, the pressure is still quite high.

Although there are subsidies for them in the street, and her and Zhang Yan's wages are not low, the pressure is still considerable.

She and Zhang Yan are both martial arts practitioners and have large appetites. With their six and a half-year-old children, their appetites are also quite large.

Even the smallest little carrot can eat as much as an adult.

There is no shortage of money, but there is not enough food to eat.

In the past, Tong Mei had to use money to buy some food from her colleagues in the subdistrict office every month.

I had hoped that with the addition of Zhang Yan, the ration of thirty-two kilograms a month would be better.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan is also a foodie.

The ration of thirty-two pounds is not enough for me.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan ate in the cafeteria at noon, so he could save a little, and sometimes he would bring back some food and white flour steamed buns, so that he could persevere.

The pig trotters that Zhang Yan brought back recently have indeed saved a lot of food.

However, Tong Mei still has a great desire for food.

I don’t feel panic when I have food at home.

If she hadn't been worried about the negative impact, Tong Mei would have wanted to bring all the 1,000 kilograms of food home.

"Seven or eight hundred pounds is enough for them, and the rest is ours.

Later, after we move to Dongkuoyuan, I will ask my uncle to help buy some.

If it doesn't work, I'll go find Mr. Yi, he has a wide range of contacts and can buy a lot of food." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Forget it, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. With these two hundred kilograms of food, we can last for half a year.

It's not good to buy too much at once, and it's not good to store food for a long time." Tong Mei said with some worry.

"Don't worry, there will be a way to reach the mountain.

How can you and I, two big living people, still choke to death from urination?" Zhang Yan comforted with a smile.

"You are still a cultural person, but you are so rude. You didn't see me cooking while you were there!" Tong Mei smiled and gave Zhang Yan a slap.

"Okay, I'll leave now, wait a minute." Zhang Yan put the pig's trotters into the stewed pork pot, then washed his hands, went into the house and took the "Three Character Classic of Medicine" to teach Xiao Luotou and Yingzi.

Zhang Yan also discovered a bug. When he was teaching Little Luobotou and the others in the middle room, the aura of preaching, teaching, and solving puzzles that was triggered was actually effective for Xiangzi and Gangzi who were doing their homework seriously.

It allows them to concentrate more on their homework.

It can be considered an unexpected gain.

During this time, Xiaoluotou and the others had almost memorized the entire "Three Character Classic of Medicine".

Little Carrot Head is very happy, now he is the most handsome cub in the yard.

Every day, the happiest thing for Little Luobotou is to teach the "Three Character Classic of Medicine" taught to him by Zhang Yan to the children in the yard or other nearby yards.

Many people in the courtyard praised Zhang Yan for his ability to teach children.

Twenty years later, many doctors appeared in nearby hospitals. This is a story later.

About half an hour later, Tong Mei came in and asked everyone to eat.

Four pig trotters, a pot of cabbage stewed with braised pork soup and vermicelli, and fifteen steamed buns with two noodles.

Zhang Yan made three steamed buns by himself.

Tong Mei has two steamed buns, Xiangzi and Gangzi, Zhu Zhu also has two steamed buns, and Xiaoluotou has one steamed bun.

Yingzi and Yanzi eat one steamed bun.

Eating thirteen steamed buns in one meal would have made anyone else feel distressed.

If you don't work at night, why eat so much?

This is a very common view in this era. Eating so much at night is a waste.

Many people eat a little something in the evening and then take the time to sleep.

You won't be hungry when you fall asleep.

However, Tong Mei always made sure her children were well fed, including three meals a day.

This was a promise she made to her children. She had suffered from hunger before and knew how unpleasant it felt to be hungry.

Therefore, after she turned fifteen or sixteen, Tong Mei and her younger brothers would run around every day, picking up rags, or going to the houses of wealthy families, all with one goal in mind: to have enough to eat.

At that time, Tong Mei's only thought every day was to bring her subordinates to have enough to eat.

Later, he accidentally helped our army, and under the education of the organization, he joined a literacy class, learned knowledge, and finally joined the organization.

It is still her obsession to keep her brothers fed.

After eating, Zhang Yan taught the child for a while, put the child to sleep, and then returned to his room.

Continuing to read and study, Tong Mei was still studying the sewing machine.

At around ten o'clock, I ran out and brought in a basin of hot water.

"Daughter-in-law, come here, I will wash your feet today!"

"ah?"

"Ah what? I'll squeeze your feet to activate blood circulation and warm the palace, so you won't have a stomachache tomorrow." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"It's okay, I took the medicine you gave me, and my stomach doesn't hurt anymore." Tong Mei said with tears in her eyes.

"Come on, you used to serve me, today I will serve you."

As Zhang Yan spoke, he pushed Tong Mei onto the kang, took off her shoes, and semi-forced her to wash her feet and give her a foot massage.

Zhang Yan is not bragging. He is a beginner in Chinese medicine, but his level of massage is second to none in Beijing’s 49th City. No one dares to say he is first.

The proficiency level of Traditional Chinese Medicine Orthopedics is so awesome.

Seeing Zhang Yan carefully squeezing her feet, as Zhang Yan kneaded, a wave of heat surged into her heart, and the tenderness in Tong Mei's eyes almost overflowed.

"Okay, go to bed quickly!" Zhang Yan finished pressing Tong Mei's feet, wiped her clean, then moved her legs to the kang, and explained gently.

"Yes!" Tong Mei nodded gently, obediently took off her clothes and got into bed.

Under the quilt, Tong Mei shed tears of happiness.

Zhang Yan didn't see it, otherwise he would have shaken his head and sighed, women in this era are so easily satisfied.

With Tong Mei's foot-washing water, Zhang Yan simply washed his feet and then went to bed.

"Zhang Yan, you are so kind!" Tong Mei hugged Zhang Yan and said.

"You are my wife, if I am not good to you, who should I be good to?" Zhang Yan said softly.

There is no way to fight tonight, Tong Mei has relatives here.

This made Zhang Yan very depressed. After saving more than 20 years of ammunition, none of his shots hit the target.

It's really a bit of a failure.

But this cannot be forced.

Zhang Yan slept quietly with his arms around Tong Mei.

A dreamless night.

The next day, after breakfast, Tong Mei handed two lunch boxes to Zhang Yan.

"What's this?"

"Bring your braised pig's trotters over and give them to Pingzi and Anzi to try.

Have you been here for ten days?

As a sister-in-law, I didn’t even have time to see them.”

"What's there to see? These two bitches didn't even know they came home during the holidays, so they secretly returned home." When mentioning his two younger brothers, Zhang Yan got a little excited.

My eccentric father actually secretly gave money to two people without letting him know.

If the two hadn't sneaked home, Zhang Yan wouldn't have known they had money.

You know, the cigarettes they thought Zhao Changsheng rewarded them were bought by Zhang Yan and put in Zhao Changsheng's place.

Although he said this, Zhang Yan still took the lunch box and hung it on the handlebar.

"By the way, I have something to do tonight and I won't be back for dinner." Zhang Yan thought of something and said to Tong Mei.
To be continued...