Chapter 4： The age of scarcity (1/2)

Zhao Xiulan noticed her sister.

Zhao Xiuzhu is six years old this year. The children of poor families have long been in charge and are very sensible. Six-year-old children can do anything.

Just like the original owner, the long-term malnutrition caused the whole person to be thin, with yellow hair, black and thin, and protruding eyes, like a monkey.

He was wearing an ill-fitting gown with several patches and holes on it, and it was a little whitish after washing.

Poor, really poor.

In this era, materials are scarce, and the Zhao family is also very poor.

Looking at Zhao Xiuzhu's concerned eyes, Zhao Xiulan twitched the corners of her mouth and said with a smile, ”It's okay, Xiuzhu, sister is much better.”

After listening to Zhao Xiulan's words, Zhao Xiuzhu breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the door and window, and after confirming that no one was there, she secretly took out a piece of nesting head from her pocket and stuffed it into Zhao Xiulan's hand.

”Sister, you haven't eaten for a long time. You take this wowtou. It was sent by the captain of the work team today, and I secretly hid it.” Zhao Xiuzhu whispered.

In the brigade, they work every day, and they will distribute some food. Some just eat it directly, and some adults are reluctant to eat it, so they will stay and bring it back to the children to eat.

Wowotou is made of some coarse grains, as well as wild vegetable leaves, straw stems, and it tastes a little squeaky.

Even so, in this era of scarcity of food, what can fill the stomach is a good thing.

Some people do not have enough food, and even the bark on the mountain is good. In order to survive, they will go to eat grass, eat bark, and even cook and eat their belts.

Zhao Xiulan knew some of the history of the 1960s, and knew the difficulties of this era. Only when she really came over did she feel the difficulties of this era.