Siheyuan: I have traveled through time and space and still can’t eat enough?

He stood up and walked into the house silently.

As an educated and cultured person, he is of course aware of the gap between himself and his children.

But what can we do? This is the way things are in this era. Every household cannot get enough to eat, and if they don’t have money, they can only be frugal.

The Yan family has a large population, and he cannot suck blood everywhere like the widow Qin, so he can only plan more and more carefully, so that this family can survive.

Time quickly arrived at New Year's Eve, which was also Yan Jiekuang's first New Year since he came to this world.

After finishing the big buns, I still have some money, but I have no more food coupons and meat coupons, and I don’t want to take the risk of going to the black market again.

So he could only eat corn noodles for several days, and he was always looking forward to improving his life during the Chinese New Year.

But after the meal was served, Yan Jiekuang realized that he had underestimated how stingy the Yan family was!

There was a pot of fried cabbage and a plate of shredded potatoes on the dining table. There was also a large bowl in front of each person with five dumplings with vegetarian fillings.

The only main dish was the fish that Yan Jiekuang had caught two days ago. The third aunt stewed it into soup and placed a full bowl in the middle of the table.

Looking at the food on the table, Yan Jiekuang couldn't help but complain to his father: "Dad, it's New Year's Day, you have to buy some meat. This is too vegetarian."

Yan Jiecheng, who was standing by, also looked at Yan Bugui and echoed, "Yes, Dad! We finally have a chance to celebrate the New Year, we have to improve things no matter what!"

Looking at his two sons talking, Yan Bugui felt that his status was challenged: "What do I usually teach you? If you have enough food and clothes, you will be poor. If you don't plan well, you will be poor. Where does our family get the money to buy meat? Besides, don't we have a fish? Isn't it also meat? Isn't this an improvement?"

The third aunt also chimed in: "That's right, we have so many family members, but we can't afford meat. If anyone wants to eat it, just pay the money and send the ticket, and I will cook it for you tomorrow."

As he was talking, he looked at Yan Jiekuang and said, "How about you, Lao San, take out the money and the meat tickets, and we can eat meat tomorrow."

Looking at the three aunts talking, Yan Jiekuang thought helplessly: If I still had the ticket, would I still have to eat steamed bread for so many days?

Although his proposal was clearly rejected, he still wanted to try his best to get it, even if he had to pay: "I do have some money, but I don't have a meat ticket! How about I pay the money and you pay the ticket?"

When Yan Bugui heard that he had to buy a ticket himself, he immediately scolded him, "How can you eat meat without a ticket? Our food is already very good. Go to the countryside and see that many people can't even afford steamed bread! You are still here to be picky. You really don't know the suffering of the world. Hurry up and eat!"

Yan Jiekuang knew in his heart that what his father said was true. This table of food was nothing in the old city. During the New Year celebrations in the whole courtyard, any family’s food was better than Yan’s. But if this was placed in the countryside, it would be unthinkable!

In some impoverished areas, let alone steamed corn bread, even grass roots and tree barks are treated as treasures. These are the things that can save lives at critical moments.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiekuang stopped talking. Although this New Year's Eve dinner did not meet his expectations, it was much better than usual, so he finished the meal quietly.

Then it was time for entertainment at the Yan family. Yan Bugui turned on the radio and turned the volume down to the lowest setting, for fear that louder volume would waste electricity.

This is the treasure of the Yan family. It is usually not touched. Only on important days like Chinese New Year will he open it and let everyone listen to the program for a while.

Listening to the crosstalk on the radio, the Yan family was also full of joy.

Only at this time could Yan Jiekuang feel that this was the atmosphere that a normal family should have.

"Dad, everyone is waiting!" Yan Jiecheng, the eldest brother, spoke first.

Seeing everyone's expectant eyes, Auntie No. 3 also said, "Give them some food quickly!"

Yan Bugui nodded, turned around and took out a pot of peanuts. Everyone stretched out their hands and waited, even Yan Jiekuang was no exception.

He had been in this world for so long, but this was the first time he had the opportunity to come into contact with a luxury item like peanuts.

That’s right, it’s a “luxury product”. In this age where everything is in limited supply, all kinds of supplies are in short supply, let alone niche side dishes like peanuts.

But when he saw Yan Bugui holding a small shovel and giving each person a handful of peanuts, Yan Jiekuang instantly lost interest.

This little bit of food is not enough for him to have a taste!

He stuffed the peanuts in his pocket and went to the gate.

Looking at the moon in the sky, Yan Jiekuang felt very melancholy. This was his first New Year since he came to this world.

In the past, he was careful in everything and tried hard to adapt to the rules of this era, but he always felt out of place.

It was not until he finished eating the New Year’s Eve dinner today that he felt an inexplicable sense of peace in his heart.

Yan Bugui knew that this was a complete break between himself and his past life.

From today on, he is Yan Jiekuang, the third child of the Yan family...

"Uncle Jie Kuang, what are you doing? Let's set off fireworks together!"

A burst of chirping sounds disrupted Yan Jiekuang's thoughts.

It turned out that Wang Xiaohu came running over with a group of children. Ever since his money came out, he would go to the store from time to time to buy some candy and store it in the space.

He ate part of it himself and gave part to his younger sister Yan Jiedi.

Sometimes when he saw some sensible children, he would give one to them. This made Yan Jiekuang almost the king of children in the courtyard. Even among the children in the whole street, his legend was spread.

Whenever he walked outside, there would always be children calling him Uncle Jie Kuang. They called him Uncle Jie Kuang because they wanted to get a candy from him as a reward.

Looking at the group of little guys in front of him, Yan Jiekuang no longer thought about those trivial things.

"Okay, uncle will take you to buy some more firecrackers first, and we will have fun today."

Hearing what Yan Jiekuang said, the little guys instantly became excited.

"Oh, Uncle Jie Kuang is the best!"

A group of people rushed straight to the supply and marketing cooperative, and with his financial support, the little ones had a great time.

Looking at these carefree little guys, even Yan Jiekuang seemed to have returned to his childhood.

It was almost eleven o'clock before the little ones were taken back by their parents. Yan Jiekuang lost interest in playing and returned home.

Lying in bed, he summed up the wealth he had accumulated in 1965:

Money: 10 yuan

Food coupons: 0

Meat Ticket: 0

Maotai liquor: two bottles

A silly roe deer

In the huge space, there was only a big unity, two bottles of wine and a silly roe deer. If Yan Jiekuang had not pinched himself and could still feel the pain, he would have thought he was dreaming.

As a time traveler, I must be the worst off! I've been here for two months, but I still don't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. I can't compare with other time travelers at all.

He wanted to stand up, like the others, holding the Zhuxian Sword, stepping on the Wind Fire Wheel, beating Yi Zhonghai from above and chopping Jia Banggeng from below. But his golden finger was not strong enough.

There is only one space, and only inanimate objects can survive. My body has not been strengthened, and my thinking has not changed. I have to worry all the time that if people know that I am different from others, they will catch me and cut me into pieces!

Yan Jiekuang was lost in thought and fell asleep unknowingly.

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"One piece is not enough, two pieces are not enough, three or four pieces are just right. When you kowtow, you can hear a sound. One piece per person makes three-tenths of a sound."

Yan Jiekuang was sleeping soundly when he heard a burst of noise.