Chronicles of the Seventies

91-100

Chapter 91 Children's monthly ticket 210 plus more Chapter 91 Children's monthly ticket 210 plus more
After the two of them calmed down and sat down, more than ten minutes had passed. Li Xianglu consoled them, "Grandpa, don't be sad. Didn't we see it?"

As he spoke, he handed over the handkerchief. Grandpa Li took it with a smile, wiped his tears, and said to the people around him: "This is my granddaughter, Li Xianglu, Xiangxiang, this is the youngest son of grandpa's comrade-in-arms, An Chenggang, you can call him uncle, and that is your uncle's wife, call her aunt."

Li Xianglu called out politely, "Uncle, Aunt."

The two of them exclaimed in surprise. Xu Hui rubbed her hands in embarrassment and said, "I was so anxious just now that I forgot to pour water for everyone."

As he spoke, he went to the aisle and appeared with a very old kettle. He poured a bowl of hot water for both of them, and then said embarrassedly: "Uncle Li, there is no tea at home."

Mr. Li smiled and said, "It's okay, boiled water is fine."

Li Xianglu also followed suit and took a sip of the boiled water. She saw that the two of them looked like they had something to say but couldn't.

The boy who was eating snacks carefully, seeing his father's look, quickly carried the small stool at home to the door, and took his sister away with him.

Li Xianglu smiled and went out with the stool in her arms. The weather in Shanghai was not as cold as in Guanzhong, but it was very humid. The cotton-padded jackets worn by the two children were stiff. Li Xianglu touched them, sighed, and asked in a low voice, "Are you cold?"

The little girl licked the pastry at the corner of her mouth, smiled and shook her head, looking like she had no idea of sorrow.

Li Xianglu took out two woolen hats from her military schoolbag like a magician, one black and one red, and gave one to each of the two children. These were knitted for her by her mother in her previous life. She was not afraid of the cold and did not like to wear them, so they were all new. There were also matching scarves, but Li Xianglu was afraid that her bag would be exposed so she just took out the two hats.

The two children looked at each other in surprise. The little boy poked his sister's cheek and said, "Sister, you are so beautiful!"

The little girl also smiled, reached out and touched her hat, and asked uncertainly: "Is this for us?"

Li Xianglu smiled and said, "Yes, I gave it to you. I bought it especially for you. But it's not new. I bought it in Huaiguo."

When the boy heard Huai Guojiu's eyes, he nodded and said, "I know I've been there. There are a lot of things there!"

The little girl followed suit and said, "Boots!"

Li Xianglu praised: "Oh, you are so smart. You even know that Huaiguo sells old boots. Yes, Huaiguo has a lot of old things, and they are cheap. This hat is only thirty cents, so cheap. It's a pity that my head is too big to wear it."

The girl was young after all and didn't know how much thirty cents was. The boy's eyes lit up, thinking, "Only thirty cents!" He touched the hat on his head and thought, "If it was really so cheap, my parents would accept it."

Just then, there was a bang from the building. Li Xianglu leaned out and saw Qin Zhen coming back. He was holding an oil-paper bag and was sweating all over. When he saw Li Xianglu, he quickly handed it to her: "Here, pan-fried buns. I bought two kilograms."

Li Xianglu took it and said, "Come into the house and drink some water. Why are you running so fast?"

Qin Zhen entered the room and saw someone coming back, so he quickly called them. Li Xianglu also went in when she saw that it was almost time.