Rebirth after the 1950s

"it is good"

"Mom, let's listen carefully. Just tell me!"

"My mother said before that no matter what we eat in our own home, we should not tell anyone, remember?"

"Remember, mom, we all remember it."

"That's good, I can't say the same thing in the future, you know?"

"understood"

"Our family will eat meat more often from now on, so you five can't tell anyone, and you can't bring other friends to the house, you know?"

"No one can?"

"Yes, not only that, but also when Shan Fan makes meat dishes or stews soup in our family, all five of you will have to help."

"Are you helping to light the fire?"

“Not only lighting a fire, but also standing guard.”

"Standing guard? Like my uncle in Dad's army?"

"Yes, stand guard."

"Mom, tell me! How to do it"

"Okay, you guys listen carefully! For example, we are going to stir-fry meat and vegetables today. Just stay at home and light the fire. The three of you will play not far from our door. If someone comes over, or something, Just speak loudly.

If the other person wants to come home, you should run home quickly and shout the same loudly, okay? "

"Got it, Mom"

"Mom! Try not to cook meat dishes during the day. If you want to be a mother, I will tell you in advance.

Also, when Yibi's father comes back, let him build two more small stoves in the east back room so that Ping Ping'an can make soup. "

"What will happen if Mom really lets someone else do it?"

"That's a good question, Steamed Bun. You must know that if others know that our family often eats meat, some people will come to our house and ask for meat. If they don't give it, they will cry!"

"Mom, are you like the dog egg in Grandma Qi's house? Rolling on the ground if you don't give her meat?"

"Yes, actually this is not terrible. The most important thing is that every household now does not have much meat to eat.

The scariest thing is not like Goudan rolling on the ground in order to get meat.But some people are jealous because other people eat meat, so they secretly go to the city to report it. At that time, their homes will be ransacked! "

"Search the house! Is Auntie like people in the city?"

"Have you seen An An?"

"My brother and I have seen it before. When our parents took us into the city, many people ransacked their homes and even tied them up and paraded them through the streets."

"Yes, my brother is right, they are so pitiful!"

"Really? Brother Pingping, brother An'an"

"It's true, Baozi, we saw it with our own eyes"

"Mom, when people find out about our meat-eating, will we really be chained and paraded through the streets?"

"almost"

"Then I won't eat meat anymore"

"I won't eat either"

"Yes, I won't eat anymore"

"Okay, didn't mom say that? From now on, we will still cook meat dishes secretly as before."

"But what if someone finds out?"

"Try not to let anyone find out! The most important thing is that when you go out, you can't tell others what we eat at home.

Just like now, a few of us can eat an egg every morning, but other families are reluctant to eat it. They only eat it once for a long time, and the rest are kept and sold to the supply and marketing cooperative for money, you know? "

"They are so pitiful!"

"It's not that they are pitiful, but that their mothers are reluctant to give food to their children. What mothers give up is given to you, otherwise you wouldn't be able to eat it every day."

"All right!"

"So, we can't talk about what we eat at home when we go out."

"it is good"

From then on, I would go into the city from time to time and go to the meat stalls to buy pig bones.

Although there was no meat on the bones, I still bought them, chopped them with an axe, put them on a specially built stove, and stewed them all night.

The next morning, put the washed rice and cook porridge.

I never tell my children that I am a mother and I don’t like to eat this or that.

It's about eating what the children eat, and giving to the children what you eat.

That is to say, when the children are able to eat complementary food until they are one year old, they will cook for them alone. This convenience of eating will never spoil anyone.

Even the milk powder that the children drink, no matter how big or small, is prepared in enamel tanks and distributed to them.

They were fed either milk powder or malted milk every night. Otherwise, how could our three sons be the rare fatties in the production team?

Also, since they were born, I have given them boiled water in the space to drink, and the effect has been pretty good. The three of them rarely get sick throughout the year.

Ever since Ping Anan came home, I have given them the same water to drink. I am really afraid that they will not grow up.

It was from this time on that I often cooked food for several children in different ways.

Not to mention other things, there is no shortage of food or meat in the space, and I can provide them with some good living conditions to the greatest extent possible.

But there are also requirements for them. Not to mention other things, the three of them must study every day and do it right.

"Do you know the words I taught you yesterday? There is a test tomorrow, and if you do it right, you will be rewarded."

"Mom, what's the reward? Is it a cake?"

"Yes! So you should study hard?"

"Oh! You can eat the cake."

"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely do it."

"Don't you know that you can't say that? You won't know until after the exam tomorrow!

Also, if you are wrong, it doesn’t matter, you just go to the foot of the mountain to pick up a bundle of dry firewood. "

"But what if I can't carry it?"

"You can't carry it by yourself, can't you carry it with two people, or can you take it back bit by bit?

To solve the problem, you must first learn to think, you know? "

"Oh"

"Okay, go study or play!"

"it is good"

Let’s not talk about other children, let’s talk about Steamed Bun. He is 5 years old this year. If he were in the city, he would have been sent to nursery school long ago, but now in the country, there is no such condition.

The children in the production team go to elementary school, and most of them don't go until they are about 10 years old.One is that such a big child can take good care of himself, and the other is that there is no learning in the production team.

The most advanced school in the area is one brigade ahead of it. It has to be six or seven miles away by walking. There is no way. It is not yet reached. One brigade can have the capacity of a primary school.

So when Mantou was 5 years old, I started to teach him little by little. What I started teaching him were simple words and numbers.

Recently, after Ping Anan kept up with his progress, I began to slowly teach them some first-grade knowledge, and taught them some ancient poems and so on.

However, I still made a few trips to the city and found a set of textbooks from elementary school to high school at the scrap station.