The family rode for less than 20 minutes to the photo studio. After opening the door and entering, Zhang Yu carefully observed the photo studio of this era.
The photo studio looks a bit dark and shabby compared to later generations, but it is still relatively clean and things are arranged neatly.
There was only one old man and one young man inside. The old man stood by the counter and was playing with the abacus, while the young man was wiping the counter with a rag. When he saw them coming in, the old man stood up quickly and said, "Come in, what do you want to take photos of?"
Photos?"
"We want to take a family photo." When we go out to do errands, it's natural that the two parents have to ask.
The old man had a good temper. Seeing that they were here to take a family photo, he asked the young man to find a chair for them.
My sister-in-law and uncle were sitting on the chairs, and their children were standing behind them. After the seats were arranged, the old man got busy, while the young people were also playing tricks and learning next to them.
"Come, look at the camera, open your eyes wide, and don't blink." the old man instructed.
"Smile, yes, yes, that's it, hold on." With a click, the photo was taken.
"How many do you want to wash?" the old man asked.
"Three sheets, please help us wash three sheets." Zhang Guifang replied quickly.
In addition to the family portrait, each of them also took a single photo.
Before leaving, Zhang Yu asked the old man when he would come to pick up the photos, and the old man replied that he would come back in a week to pick up the developed photos.
Then the family rode back on the 28th pole in the same way as when they arrived.
However, as soon as Zhao Xiaoping left the photo studio, she ran into her classmates, so she did not go back with them. Instead, she planned to go shopping with her classmates to buy some things.
After arriving in this era, I realized that because there was no chaos yet, many markets were still open at this time.
This time Zhang Yu finally no longer had to sit on the big bar in front of the bicycle, but sat in the back seat of his uncle's car. The second brother and the third brother no longer had to take turns running, so they went back faster.
Because my sister-in-law is used to sleeping on a heated bed, she only slept on a bed for a while when the house was just renovated.
But sleeping on one side and the other on the right side just didn't feel very comfortable. After only a few days of sleeping, I couldn't help it anymore.
At that time, summer had just passed and the heat was no longer so hot, so my sister-in-law hurriedly called for a craftsman to move the bed out.
Then I built a large fire pit in the house with three sides against the wall. Fortunately, the room where my sister-in-law lives has brick walls. If there were wooden walls at the back, there would be no way to build a fire pit. In addition, there are also
There is a stove set up at the entrance.
Since I got the big pot, I have saved a lot of coal at home.
Although people could burn stoves in the past, the coal supply at this time was also rationed. Each household was given a coal book, and based on this, they ordered coal on a monthly basis. The coal shop would send someone to deliver it to their home or they could haul it back with a cart themselves.
The coal used by most people at home is briquettes shaken by hand, and it was only this year that the use of briquettes began to be promoted.
The purchase of briquettes is also rationed every month. If there is more, it will not be sold: 120 yuan per household in summer, and doubles to 240 yuan in winter.
But the family has to cook and boil water. Fortunately, Zhang Yu has an independent household registration and can receive a supply, otherwise it would not be enough.
In the summer, two or three pieces of briquettes a day were enough, but if you needed heating in the winter, you would have to burn the kang, and the stove would have to be on all the time, so even if you only have to burn it at night when you go to work during the day, it would not be enough.
With the stove, you no longer need to use a stove for cooking, which can save a lot of coal.
With the kang and stove, we naturally need to burn firewood. We usually buy materials for burning, but isn’t it the Chinese New Year soon? The children have a holiday and a rest. At this time, we are going to buy more wood for storage.
Get up and use steamed buns or something.
When the Chinese New Year is approaching, temples and markets everywhere are open, because the past two years have not been the time of chaos, and most of the markets are still running normally.
Although this year's fair was not as busy as in previous years due to hunger, it was still pretty good.
On the day of the market, the family took two borrowed floor carts and went to the market, planning to buy more firewood and take them back together while everyone was at home, so as to save money from having to run out to buy firewood from time to time.'
From a distance, I saw firewood sellers coming. They used a bamboo pole with two pointed ends and tied two large bundles of firewood with ropes at both ends.
Not only did Zhao Wenzhuo and Zhang Guifang see acquaintances, Zhao Wenzhuo shouted loudly from a distance: "Brother Fuquan, here, here, we are here."
Zhang Fuquan saw them carrying firewood and the crowd crowded out, "Brother Zhao, long time no see."
"It's been a long time, how are you doing lately? Is your child in good health?" The two exchanged pleasantries.
"It's still the same. I've been to the doctor, but nothing has improved." Zhang Fuquan and Zhang Guifang are distant relatives. His son, like Zhang Yu, was born prematurely, but he is not as lucky as Zhang Yu, and his health is not in good condition until now.
I had a slight cold some time ago and started coughing. It has been more than half a month and it has not gotten better. Instead, the cough has gotten worse and worse, and I have even coughed up blood. I have spent almost all the money at home, and I still haven’t recovered from it.
I borrowed a lot from friends and family.
Although he had a job, he couldn't stop spending so much. He had no choice but to take advantage of his break to start selling firewood again, so that he could earn more.
"Brother Fuquan, what are you doing?" Looking at the two loads of firewood carried by Zhang Fuquan, Zhang Guifang asked in confusion. She remembered that Brother Fuquan had a job and his family conditions were not bad, so why did he come to sell firewood?
"Isn't it because the child is not in good health? I have been to the hospital several times in the past half month. The doctor said that I need to use more expensive medicine. After using it a few times, my hands are not very spacious. I am not off work today, and
When I catch up with the big market, I cut some to supplement my family income." Zhang Fuquan said with a sad face.
Knowing that he was in trouble, Zhao Wenzhuo took out 20 yuan from his pocket and handed it to him, "Brother Fuquan, I am going out in a hurry today and I don't have much money with me. You can use these first."
"Brother Zhao, I, I..." Zhang Fuquan didn't know what to say for a moment, but thinking about his son's illness, he could only accept it shamelessly. With this money, he could take his son to the hospital two more times.
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Before leaving, he had to put two loads of firewood on the floor cart and refused to accept any more money for the wood.
After he left, Zhang Guifang and Zhao Wenzhuo still discussed that since they knew that his son was sick again, why should they take time to visit him in the next two days?
