"This is what Fangyuan brought over." Little Fatty's mother put the things on the Eight Immortals' table and said.

"Fang Yuan, what are you doing? Take it back quickly." Fat Uncle said quickly.

"Uncle Fatty, isn't this the Chinese New Year! I'm visiting here. Since it's a visit, it makes sense to take it back."

"No, no, you already asked Sanbao to bring out so much cornmeal last time. To be honest, uncle is very grateful to you. There is nothing you can say this time."

"Uncle, this is not cornmeal." Fangyuan pointed to the bag on the Eight Immortals table and said.

"What is it?"

"White noodles."

"White...white noodles!" Fat Uncle looked at Fang Yuan in surprise.

Uncle Fatty's family, like Fangyuan's family, does not have a large population, and their monthly ration is only about ten kilograms of white flour.

Fangyuan delivered half a bag at once, why didn't he be surprised? He was even not just surprised, but shocked.

"Okay uncle, don't ask me how I got here. Just keep it. There's just one thing I hope you won't tell anyone."

"No, absolutely not."

"That's good."

Fangyuan played at Little Fatty's house for a while and then went back. Of course, he also received a red envelope, which was given to him by Fat Uncle himself.

When Fangyuan returned home, she opened it and looked at it. It was a big black ten. Fangyuan smiled and put it up.

He didn't return the red envelope because it was too big, because the ten yuan was nothing compared to the white noodles.

Although the white flour sold by the supply and marketing cooperative is only 181 pounds, you need food stamps to buy it, or the quota in the food book.

If you buy food stamps and then buy noodles, you may not be able to buy thirty pounds of white noodles for one hundred yuan.

The 60th year passed like this, and in a blink of an eye it was the 1961st, and Fangyuan was nine years old at this time.

For others, a nine-year-old child only needs to go to school well, but for Fangyuan, he has to take on the responsibility of supporting his family.

The New Year passed happily like this. He was happy, but I don’t know how many people passed away in pain.

It's time to go to school after fifteen. Although Fangyuan doesn't have to go to school, you still have to go to school when school starts. At least you have to get your books!

Otherwise, the tuition paid would not be in vain. According to Fangyuan's wishes, if he doesn't go to class, he won't pay the tuition, but my mother doesn't agree.

I have no choice but to pay the tuition, which is two and a half yuan a semester! It’s really not cheap.

You must know that two and a half yuan is enough for one person's living expenses for a month. Of course, this is nothing to a working family.

But for farmers, this is a problem, which is why so many people in rural areas cannot afford to go to school.

"Boss, why did you come to school today?"

Fangyuan went to school to collect books, and as soon as she entered the school, she met the little fat man.

"I'm here to pick up my books. Do I have to go to class today?"

"No, I'll just pick up the books today and start the formal class tomorrow."

"Well! Let's go and get the book with me."

"Okay."

The little fat man has finished collecting his books. The main reason is that he didn't know that Fangyuan was coming today, otherwise he would have called Fangyuan long ago.

The two of them came to the Academic Affairs Office. Fangyuan paid the tuition and then received two books.

Because he is still in the first grade now and will not go to the third grade until this fall.

After receiving the books, the two of them walked outside the school. At this time, the little fat man asked: "Boss, what are we doing today?"

"Do nothing."

"Uh!" The little fat man was stunned for a moment, wondering when Fangyuan became so honest.

You must know that during the Chinese New Year period, Fangyuan took him outside every day.

In fact, the little fat man didn't know that Fangyuan was tired from playing and wanted to rest for two days, because he would be busy again in a few days.

"Okay! Let's take a day off. Anyway, we have to go to school tomorrow."

He can't compare with Fangyuan! Fangyuan doesn't need to go to school and can play every day, but he can't. If he dares not to go to school, his father will break his third leg.

When passing by the little fat man's house, the little fat man said to Yuan Yuan: "Boss, wait for me first, I will put the book home."

"Well! Go ahead! I'll be waiting for you here."

The little fat man did not run home, but went directly to the butcher's shop and put the book in the butcher's shop. In fact, there was no difference between leaving the book in the butcher's shop and leaving it at home.

Uncle Fat also saw Fang Yuan and nodded with a smile.

"Dad, Fangyuan and I are going to play for a while." The little fat man said to the fat uncle.

"Yeah! Come back early at noon."

When his son plays with Fangyuan, Uncle Fat never says anything. He even hopes that his son can have fun with Fangyuan.

Because in his eyes, Fangyuan is sensible and obedient. He would be happy if his son could be half as smart as Fangyuan, no, one-tenth of Fangyuan.

"I know." The little fat man agreed and ran over.

"Let's go, boss."

The two returned to Fangyuan's house, and my mother went to work. In fact, the woolen mill started working on the sixth day of the lunar month, and so did the eldest sister.

The second sister and the third sister also went to school to collect books, but they haven't come back yet, so there is no one at home.

Fangyuan opened the storage cabinet, took out some food and placed it on the Eight Immortals table. When he saw the food, the little fat man immediately ran over.

"Boss, how much did you buy this thing?" The little fat man picked up a piece of peach cake and asked.

Not to mention, his words made Fangyuan question him, because Fangyuan himself didn’t know how much he bought.

Anyway, I bought a lot and almost finished them. Fangyuan went out for a run and brought back a pack.

Of course, he took it out from space, and going out for a run was just an excuse to find out where these things came from.

"What for?" Fangyuan asked.

"What are you doing? I'm just asking. We eat every day and haven't finished it yet." The little fat man said as he stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eat yours! So much nonsense."

After finishing speaking, Fangyuan sat down, then picked up a piece of peach cake and put it into his mouth to take a bite. Not to mention, the peach cake in this era was really delicious.

You must know that in the previous life, Fangyuan didn't eat much of this stuff, mainly because it was too sweet. The current peach cake is not that. The current peach cake is not that sweet, but it is really delicious.

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Just when Fangyuan took a bite and was about to eat, the curtain was opened and the little girl's head stuck in.

Seeing Fangyuan there, the little girl smiled and shouted: "Brother Fangyuan."

This call from Brother Fangyuan almost made Fangyuan choke to death on Tao Su. Fangyuan quickly picked up the enamel jar next to him and took a sip of water.

Putting down the enamel jar, he looked at the little girl and asked, "Why are you here again?"

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the little girl immediately looked at Fangyuan with tears in her eyes and asked, "Brother Fangyuan, don't you want me to come?"

"Uh!" Fangyuan was stunned for a moment. He just asked casually and didn't mean it at all.

"No, no, why wouldn't brother Fangyuan let you come? Come and eat peach cakes."

This girl is good at everything, but she comes a little too frequently. Except for the few days during the Chinese New Year, she basically comes here every day.

Those who didn't know thought she was a member of Fangyuan's family. Of course, everyone here at the Woolen Mill Family Home didn't know.

"Thank you, Brother Fangyuan." After hearing Fangyuan's words, the little girl's face immediately turned gloomy.

This made Fang Yuan shake her head, wondering why this little girl was so clingy to her.

"Fat man, you're here to get food again." The little girl walked to the Eight Immortals table and didn't go to get the food. Instead, she looked at the fat man and asked.

"Uh!" The fat man was stunned for a moment and ignored her.

But the fat man thought to himself: The two of us don’t want the eldest brother to be the second brother, and the same goes for you.

Of course, he would not say this. After all, he was older than the little girl. If the little girl cried, he would be in trouble if he turned around.

Not to mention the little fat man, even Fangyuan rolled his eyes. This girl really didn't regard herself as an outsider and came over to scold the fat man.

Seeing that the fat man ignored her, the little girl didn't say anything else. She picked up a piece of peach cake and took a bite, then pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Brother Fangyuan, why don't you eat?" the little girl looked at Fangyuan and asked.

"I'm eating." Fang Yuan picked up the peach cake that he just took a bite and said.

"Hmm!"

At almost 11 o'clock in the morning, the second sister and the third sister came back. I don't know where they went crazy. They probably went to play with their classmates.

But now it's almost noon, and they have to come back, because both their mother and eldest sister have gone to work, so the cooking work is left to the second sister.

Of course, it’s just lunch, and my mother or eldest sister cooks it in the morning and evening. Likewise, the lunch meal is relatively simple.
To be continued...