"Is there something wrong with my uncle?" Seeing that Zhang Yan admits his mistakes and has a good attitude, Tong Mei no longer cares about it, so she asked instead.

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

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

"A thousand kilograms of food are really a lot.

How many of your friends do they want?" Tong Mei said happily.

The family has six children, and the pressure is still quite high.

Although there are subsidies for them on the street, and her and Zhang Yan’s salary are not low, the pressure is still quite large.

She and Zhang Yan are both martial arts practitioners, with a lot of appetite, and with six and a half-year-old children, they also have a lot of appetite.

The smallest radish head is enough to keep an adult's appetite.

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

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

I hope that after adding Zhang Yan, the amount of 32 kilograms per month will be better.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan is also a edible person.

It’s 32 pounds in a fixed amount, but you don’t have enough to eat it.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan ate in the cafeteria at noon, which saved a little bit. Sometimes he would bring some food and white flour buns back so that he could persevere.

The pig's trotters that Zhang Yan brought back recently did save a lot of food.

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

I feel unhappy if I have food at home.

If it weren't for the bad impact, Tong Mei would have wanted to bring all a thousand kilograms of grain back home.

"They have seven or eight hundred kilograms, and the rest are ours.

Looking back, after we move to the East Cross-border Courtyard, I will ask my uncle to help buy some.

If it really doesn't work, I'll go to Mr. Yi to find Mr. Yi. He has a wide range of people and buys a lot of food." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Forget it, there is no need to be so troublesome. With more than 200 kilograms of grain, you can last for half a year.

It is not good to buy too much at one time, and it is not good to keep food for a long time." Tong Mei said a little worriedly.

"Don't worry, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

Can you and me be suffocated to death by peeing?" Zhang Yan comforted with a smile.

"You are still a cultural person and speak so rudely. While you went there, you didn't see me cooking!" Tong Mei smiled and hammered Zhang Yan.

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

Zhang Yan also found a bug. When he was teaching Xiao Luobo and the others in the middle room, the halo of teaching and solving doubts triggered was effective for Xiangzi and Gangzi who were doing their homework seriously.

It can make them more focused on doing their homework.

It's also an unexpected gain.

During this period, Xiao Luobutou and his team had almost memorized a whole book of "Three Character Classic of Medicine".

Little Radish Head is very happy, now he is the handsomest cub in the yard.

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

Many people in the yard praised Zhang Yanhui for teaching children.

Twenty years later, many doctors appeared in the nearby yard, which is a later story.

After about half an hour, Tong Mei came in and asked everyone to have a meal.

Four pig's trotters, a pot of stewed cabbage with braised broth and vermicelli, and fifteen steamed buns with two noodles.

Zhang Yan made three steamed buns alone.

Tong Mei has two steamed buns, Xiangzi, Gangzi, and Zhuzi are also two steamed buns, and a small radish head is one steamed bun.

Yingzi and Yanzi ate a steamed bun.

I ate thirteen steamed buns in one meal. If I were to be someone else, I wouldn’t know what kind of heartache I felt.

I don’t work at night, why do I 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 pad at night and then hurry up and go to bed.

I won't be hungry when I fall asleep.

However, Tong Mei always lets the children eat full, and they have to eat full at all three meals a day.

This is her promise to her children. She had suffered from starvation before and knew that it was not good to be hungry.

So, after the age of fifteen or sixteen, Tong Mei took her younger brothers to travel around every day, pick up rags, or go to wealthy families to have a good time. In short, it is only one purpose to have a full meal.

In that era, Tong Mei had one idea every day, which was to have a full meal with her brothers.

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

It is still her obsession to let her brothers eat their fill.

After dinner, Zhang Yan taught the child for a while, and after coaxing the child to bed, he returned to his house.

Continuing to read and study, Tong Mei is still studying sewing machines.

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

"Wife, come, I'll wash your feet today!"

"ah?"

"What? I'll help you pinch your feet, which can promote blood circulation and warm the uterus, so that you won't have stomachache tomorrow." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

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

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

Zhang Yan said as he pressed Tong Mei onto the kang, took off her shoes, half-forced her feet and massaged her soles.

Zhang Yan did not brag. He was a beginner in traditional Chinese medicine, but he was the second best at massage and massage. Beijing Sijiucheng said that he was the second best, but no one dared to say that he was the first.

The proficient Chinese medicine orthopedics is so awesome.

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

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

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

In the quilt, Tong Mei shed tears of happiness.

Zhang Yan didn't see it, otherwise he would have shook his head and sighed, "Women of this era are really easy to be satisfied."

With Tong Mei’s foot washing water, Zhang Yan washed one of his feet simply and went to bed.

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

"You are my wife. I don't treat you well, who do you?" Zhang Yan said softly.

There was no way to fight tonight, and Tong Mei came with relatives.

This made Zhang Yan very depressed. He had saved up more than 20 years of ammunition but did not hit the target with a single shot.

It's really a bit of a failure.

But this cannot be forced.

Zhang Yan hugged Tong Mei very quietly and went to sleep.

No dreams all night.

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

"What's this?"

"Take your braised pig's trotters over and give them to Tamaki and Anzi.

It's been ten days since I came?

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

"What's the best thing? These two dogs are here to see during holidays, so they secretly went home." When Zhang Yan mentioned his two younger brothers, he became a little agitated.

My biased father actually secretly stuffed money to two people, but he didn't let him know.

If the two of them hadn't been home secretly, Zhang Yan wouldn't have known that they had money.

You know, they thought that the cigarettes they rewarded to them were all bought by Zhang Yan and put on Zhao Changsheng.

Even though he said that, Zhang Yan still took the lunch box and hung it on the handlebar.

"By the way, I have something to do tonight, so I won't come back to have a meal." Zhang Yan remembered something and said to Tong Mei.
To be continued...