N-M Chapter 108 Feeding Pigs
Chapter 108 Feeding Pigs
During this difficult time, insufficient breast milk for mothers is a life-threatening issue, and many babies die as a result.
Seeing his two beloved sons crying loudly from hunger, Ma Quansheng was at a loss and could only ask his father-in-law for help.
Zhang's father was just an ordinary cadre in the grain bureau. He could get some milk powder by asking for help once or twice, but if he asked too many times, no one could help him anymore.
Every baby needs to be fed milk, and it's already quite an achievement to be able to scoop out a spoonful from the formula can.
Zhang Qin has two children to raise, and a pittance is simply not enough. Her father-in-law's efforts are insufficient, so Ma Quansheng can only see the Jia family as his lifeline.
Humans are a wondrous species, seemingly knowing how to cope with difficulties by ceasing reproduction, somewhat like the young people in Jia Dongjin's previous life who chose not to marry or have children.
He was truly at a loss. It was a difficult time, and there weren't many pregnant women. The only woman nearby with breast milk was Qin Huairu, so Ma Qianbu had no other choice.
"No, Ma Qianbu, it really won't work. My wife is already pregnant with her third child, and her health isn't good. One locust flower isn't enough for her, there's really no extra."
Jia Dongjin waved his hands repeatedly, saying that Qin Huairu's health was important and he couldn't help with this.
Breast milk is not tap water; it is brewed from the mother's own essence, similar to the full essence of a pregnant woman's body. When they asked Aunt Wang's daughter-in-law, Sister Guihua, for help to feed Xiaodang at night, the Jia family had begged her for a long time.
In other words, the two families had a decent relationship, and Jia Dongjin offered generous benefits, so Wang Dama couldn't refuse out of politeness and reluctantly agreed. Every few days, Jia Zhangshi would still have to send food to her door.
The Ma and Jia families had little to do with each other. When Zhang's mother showed off Zhang Qin's twin sons, she intentionally or unintentionally belittled Huaihua. As a result, neither Jia Zhangshi nor Jia Dongjin agreed to the marriage.
Later, when she was really pestered and had no other choice, Qin Huairu, being kind-hearted, couldn't bear to see the two children so thin, so she agreed to help feed them once a day, which barely solved a big problem for the Ma family.
"We don't want money. It's because Huai Ru can't bear to see her child suffer. You can provide meat and eggs to supplement her nutrition."
Jia Dongjin earnestly advised, using the example of Guihua's wife feeding Xiaodang in the backyard.
"Refined grains are no longer available, and meat and eggs are hard to find these days."
The other party didn't want money, only meat and eggs, but at that moment, even with money and tickets, it was difficult to buy meat and eggs.
Ma Quansheng was almost in tears, but for the sake of his twin sons, he had no choice but to beg for help, and the person he begged was his wife's ex-boyfriend, Jia Dongjin.
"Refined grains are fine, but meat and eggs are essential."
Jia Dongjin was displeased. He wasn't deliberately making things difficult for Qin Huairu; he just wanted Ma Quansheng to provide her with precious grains, meat, and eggs to improve her nutrition, which was similar to the conditions he had set when asking Guihua for help.
"Would pig offal be acceptable?"
Compared to meat and eggs, offal is easier to buy, so Ma Quansheng really had no choice.
"Offal is fine too, but eating too much offal is bad for Qin Huairu's health. If she wants to produce milk, she still needs to supplement her diet with meat and eggs."
Jia Dongjin couldn't push him too hard, so he could only nod helplessly. Everyone loves their own wife, and he really didn't want to help with this.
Thus, the difference in the two mothers' diets officially began.
Ma Quansheng and his wife grew increasingly thin, while Qin Huairu remained refreshed and content, enjoying an increasingly comfortable life.
The timeline jumps to May 1960.
As Uncle Jia and Father Qin drove their cart, carrying dozens of piglets, to the steel rolling mill, the atmosphere in the third canteen reached its peak.
He Yuzhu, a level-nine chef, was dumbfounded. He was urgently transferred to help out in the newly established self-reliant pig farming project, where he was responsible for cooking pig feed every day while also being able to perform his regular duties.
"You have excellent skills and are one of the best in the canteen. Good steel should be used where it is most needed. This is a responsibility that the factory has given you, and everyone has high hopes for you."
The canteen director, Li Hai, patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder and said earnestly.
Because He Yuzhu relies on his culinary skills, he is usually deferential to everyone, and his foul mouth has offended countless people. The canteen director, Li, has been angered countless times, but he has only endured it because of He Yuzhu's good cooking skills.
When you can no longer tolerate something, there's no need to tolerate it anymore.
The factory can't fire employees at will, but they can wear shoes, and there are as many shoes as they want; Director Li of the canteen has plenty.
He had already decided that if He Yuzhu dared to cause trouble again, cleaning the pigsty would be the next punishment.
After the self-reliance project was launched, the canteen had plenty of sweet potatoes and sweet potato leaves. In addition to raising pigs, chickens will also be raised in the future.
It's obvious that the cafeteria's special meals will become more and more abundant in the future, and the director's power will increase accordingly. For troublemakers, there will be plenty of opportunities to make things difficult for them.
He Yuzhu was considered one of Director Yang's men, and logistics was Li Huaide's domain. With just a slight hint from Li Huaide, the canteen director readily agreed and immediately added a self-reliance project to He Yuzhu's workload.
Li Hai is a wicked man, and he is indeed a professional at playing pranks. He considers it an honor to pretend to be something he's not. At meetings large and small in the cafeteria, he praises He Yuzhu and calls on everyone to learn from him.
At this time, He Yuzhu's culinary skills were not yet fully developed, and he had not yet grown into a highly influential chef at the steel mill. The mere pressure of the big hat left He Yuzhu both amused and exasperated, unable to refuse.
Seeing He Yuzhu being ridiculed by everyone, Qin Huairu's eyes widened in surprise. Only now did she truly understand the cunning of her husband. His previous dealings with Yan Fugui's family were just a side effect; his true scheming was to plot against people without them even realizing it.
Yesterday, Jia Dongjin lent He Yushui ten yuan and kindly told the girl to increase her nutrition. Today, he tricked He Yuzhu into feeding the pigs, and He Yuzhu even had to express his gratitude.
Having gained confidence, Qin Huairu told Jia Dongjin the secret she had been hiding that very night: "Dongjin, after your brother died, Yi Zhonghai asked me to go to the cellar of the courtyard house at night, saying he wanted to bring me cornmeal. I was terrified at the time and didn't dare go to the cellar, nor did I dare tell my mother-in-law."
"Is there anything else? Don't be afraid, tell me in as much detail as possible, especially about my brother. I'll take responsibility for everything."
Seeing Qin Huairu confess, Jia Dongjin quickly embraced the woman to comfort her. His eyes blazed with anger, and his hatred for Yi Zhonghai intensified.
If an adult man asks an adult woman to go to the cellar at night, and the person doesn't understand the implications, they are indescribably brain-dead.
Qin Huairu didn't say much, just some trivial things from daily life. This only shows that Yi Zhonghai is hypocritical, something Jia Dongjin had already decided in his heart, and it has no great value.
"Yi Zhonghai, we'll see. You better watch out, or you'll fall into my hands!"
Jia Dongjin clenched his fists, and for the first time, a murderous glint appeared in his eyes.
"Please don't do anything reckless, neither I nor the child can live without you!"
Sensing the man's coldness, Qin Huairu quickly stopped him.
She is content with her current life and does not want any more trouble; she just wants to live a peaceful life.
"How could that be? I'm a model citizen of Beijing."
Jia Dongjin quickly calmed the woman down, and at the same time instructed her, "Huai Ru, we are husband and wife. We can't hide things from each other. You must tell me if anything happens in the future."
He didn't want to cause trouble unless necessary. Time was the Jia family's most reliable ally. His wife, Qin Huairu, had a protagonist's aura, and with Jia Dongjin's foresight, Yi Zhonghai was just a skeleton in the grave, destined to vanish sooner or later.
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say, just this one thing, nothing else."
While Jia Dongjin and his wife were talking in the front yard, the deaf old lady in the back yard was also talking.
"Silly Zhu was doing just fine, why did he suddenly go feed the pigs? Something's not right, someone's definitely sabotaging this behind the scenes!"
Yi Zhonghai took it as a joke. After all, He Yuzhu usually cooked in the canteen. The only difference was that he had to go early tomorrow morning to cook pig feed. It wasn't much different from before. His salary was neither more nor less.
He didn't take cooking pig feed seriously, but the deaf old lady in the backyard did.
She knew instinctively that someone was targeting He Yuzhu.
When Liu Hong dealt with He Yuzhu, the deaf old lady also sensed that someone was causing trouble, and she even specifically informed Yi Zhonghai.
Little did she know that Yi Zhonghai was the one secretly plotting against He Yuzhu.
The darkness and complexity of human nature were manifested in the courtyard house at No. 95. In order to provide for their elders, some people did not hesitate to stir up trouble, causing the young talents of the courtyard house to fall.