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    "Grandma, I'm back. Oops, my grandma's hands are getting more and more skillful, this pattern is weaving in a foreign style."

    Cao Fugui approached with a smile, and squatted affectionately next to grandma, watching her knitting yarn with her hands fluttering with crochet.

    His grandma is skillful, and the thick yarn can be crochet into beautiful and exquisite hollowed-out covers, cup covers, and coasters. The buying station in the commune is willing to buy them at a high price of ten cents a piece. Grandma can weave them in half a day.  Two pieces, if it weren't for the yarn, it would be hard to get, but it's really a lucrative job.

    "You, the bigger you are, the sweeter your mouth is, and you still tease your brother all day long."

    Mrs. Zhang gave him a blank look, put down what she was doing, and opened a small tin box from the bedside. Inside were five or six pieces of milk biscuits wrapped in oiled paper.  The size of a palm, with fine grains of sugar sprinkled on top.  She took out one piece, thought about it, took another piece cruelly, and handed it to her precious grandson.

    Cao Fugui cheered, and took it with surprise on his face: "Grandma, there are still biscuits! You can really hide them."

    While he was talking, he stuffed the biscuit into his mouth, bit off most of the biscuit, and swallowed it whole without even having time to chew.

    His uncle, Cao Qingliang, was a soldier in the army. He made meritorious service the year before and became a small cadre. Now he has a salary of more than 50 yuan a month. He doesn¡¯t have much use in the army.  Send some uncommon good things, such as dried dates, milk biscuits and so on.  His grandma was reluctant to eat, so she fed their two grandchildren.

    Grandma's ability to hide and eat is top-notch. She always sees that she has finished eating every time, and she can change it again in a few days. Every time Cao Fugui gets greedy, he rubs in front of the grandma and smoothes his beard.  It's delicious.

    Mrs. Zhang watched with a smile on the side, touched his head, and said softly: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

    Her eldest grandson really fell into the wrong family, with such a character and appearance, and a rich tongue, he was born in a poor house like the old Cao's house.

    Cao Fugui was about to stuff the remaining half of the biscuit into his mouth, when he heard grandma's words, he quickly raised his head, licked the crumbs of the biscuit, and stuffed the remaining half of the biscuit into Grandma's mouth involuntarily: "Ah  Grandma loves me, and I love grandma too. Grandma, let's eat together!"

    The wrinkles on Mrs. Zhang's face were squeezed into flowers, and she smiled happily. She had to swallow half of the biscuit that her eldest grandson had filial piety, and said, "Hey, baby, eat it yourself, don't give me milk, you are growing up at this age, but  Don't lose money, your father's body is weak at a young age"

    Thinking of her eldest son who died in the early years, her expression also dimmed.  If the boss hadn't lost money in the womb and didn't take good care of it afterwards, he wouldn't have grown so weak and died early because of the cold after being exposed to the rain.

    Fortunately, there is also caring wealth.

    "Grandma, you are so kind. When I have money, I will be filial to you. We eat rice, white noodles and barbecued meat every day!"

    Cao Fugui licked off the last bits of biscuit crumbs from his mouth and fingers, touched his much more comfortable stomach, and smiled happily.

    "It's filial piety if you don't make trouble outside." Mrs. Zhang glanced at him, took out another biscuit and handed it, "Go, coax your brother and the others, sweet mouth."

    Although she likes her eldest grandson the most, she doesn't treat the other grandchildren too badly. Even if the bowl of water is not level, it can't be all spilled.  These good things are given by her youngest son to honor her, and she can justify the food saved by the old man's mouth.

    Cao Fugui took it and put it in his mouth. Grandma picked up the sole of a shoe that hadn't been sewn in the sewing basket, and patted his paw lightly.

    "Oops¡ª¡ª"

    "What's the matter, what is this?" Mrs. Zhang was startled, and hurriedly looked over. Cao Fugui squeezed the biscuit with his hands, and ran out quickly, yelling: "It's okay, I accidentally got bitten by a dog."

    When he ran to the courtyard, Baofeng's silly younger brother was still squatting by the door, sobbing and crying. His parents had to go to work, and they didn't have much time to take care of him.  He stared at his elder brother without speaking, his eyes radiated class hatred for grabbing food.

    "Hey, are you still angry? Then I will eat this biscuit myself¡ª" Cao Fugui teased him with a biscuit.

    "I want to eat it!" Bao Feng saw the delicious milk biscuit with green eyes, and rushed up, but the elder brother held it high to prevent him from reaching it.

    Cao Fugui saw a dusty mass in the corner of the courtyard out of the corner of his eye, and shouted, "Miao'er, come out, you two get half of this biscuit."

    Six-year-old Cao Miao sneaked out from the corner, timidly took half of the biscuit given by his elder brother, and quickly ate it with his head down, like a squirrel saving food.

    Bao FengyiWell, the wound is still clean, without any debris, even if Suiyu made another arc-shaped opening, the bleeding is not much, Cao Fugui blinked suspiciously, and resentfully picked up the wound that sank to the bottom of the basin.  The culprit, this thing has been broken into three pieces, and a few bloodstains are firmly soaked on the pieces, so the devil will accept it like this!

    Cao Fugui was annoyed and wanted to throw away the broken jade, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't bear it, so he found a piece of rag and wrapped it under his bed.  Maybe someone will make up for it in the future?  Grandma¡¯s story also mentioned about gold inlaid with jade, it can be repaired, but I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s worth it, gold is not cheap, and now he has neither gold nor can he find such a craftsman!

    After thinking about it for a while, his hands hurt and his stomach started screaming again. Cao Fugui tore a piece of cloth and bound up the wound on his hands indiscriminately, then fell asleep and went to the big cafeteria for dinner.  You have to eat your own.

    Half asleep and half awake, he "saw" grandma sleeping on her bed with her eyes closed, as thin as a skeleton, and grandpa half lying beside her, as if awake.  There were a few people around, all skinny and sallow, and the second uncle was holding a bowl of something in his hand, as if he was about to feed grandma, when the second aunt suddenly showed a slight expression on her dull face, she cried and grabbed his sleeve,  He dragged Bao Feng, who was beside him so thin and dying, that he was dying.

    She seemed to be shouting: "this is your son, your own son!you are going to starve to death"

    I don't know why "I" seems to be hiding outside the courtyard wall and watching secretly from a distance, but I can't hear clearly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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