Wu Ziqiang felt a little guilty when he thought about how he had eaten the last two eggs and noodles at home.
He looked a little embarrassed." Mom, don't treat me like a child anymore. Tell me what's going on at home."”
It would have been better if Wu Ziqiang did not mention this. Once he mentioned it, Zhou Sufen's tears suddenly fell.
Previously, Wu Shengli was supporting the family.
Their families were not doing well. As parents, they felt that telling their children would only add to their troubles. They did not say anything about how hard it was.
With the current situation, he could not hide it anymore. He could only reveal the truth.
"Ziqiang, I won't hide it from you anymore. The family is running out of food…"
After Zhou Sufen's explanation, Wu Ziqiang finally understood.
It turned out that Wu Shengli and Zhou Sufen had been hiding it from the children all these years. The situation at home had long been bad.
Zhou Sufen married into the city from the countryside. She didn't have a city residence, so she didn't have a fixed amount of food every month.
This was the era of the planned economy.
Buying anything required a ticket. For example, buying clothes required a cloth ticket, buying food required a food ticket, and buying a needle or a thread required a ticket.
The urban households ate commodity grain, and there was a fixed amount according to the population.
Every month, he would take the grain book and go to the grain station to get it. The number of people in the family would have a corresponding quota.
Zhou Sufen had a rural household registration, so she did not have a share.
Originally, with Wu Shengli's salary, it was more than enough to support this family.
However, a few years ago, Zhou Sufen was pregnant with her third child. As a result, she suffered from dystocia and bled heavily. It took a lot of effort to save her.
However, it was precisely because he did not have a workplace and did not have a city hukou that the hospital did not reimburse him. He owed a lot of money.
Moreover, he had also fallen ill. Taking medicine every month was a big deal.
His family was in debt and he had a patient. Wu Shengli could not afford to make money.
Moreover, he still had two children to feed, and his grandmother, who was far away in the countryside, also had to provide for him.
It was normal for a family of four to have no savings.
Now that Wu Shengli was gone, the only source of income for the family was gone.
With that little pension, the past three months must have been very tight. Now, they were even more desperate. The total amount of money in the family was less than five yuan.
"Brother, don't worry. You're still weak. Mom and I brought matchboxes back to burn.”
Wu Xuhong said crisply.
Zhou Sufen also said," Don't worry. Eat your fill and take care of your body. Mom can also pick up some waste cardboard to sell when she has nothing to do. We can live on labor. It's not embarrassing."”
Wu Ziqiang's heart ached.
Wu Xuhong was only eleven years old. In the future, she would be at the age of innocence, but she was so sensible at this moment.
Zhou Sufen's health was not good either, and she even asked him to rest more.
As a man, Wu Ziqiang felt embarrassed.
Even though he had just turned sixteen.
However, in this era, many boys had already become a pillar of support for their families at the age of sixteen. They worked to earn money.
Fortunately, Wu Ziqiang had learned a lot of skills in his previous life and was the inheritor of intangible cultural heritage.
At that time, he had built houses, planted fruits and vegetables, hunted wild animals, weaved cloth and brewed wine in the mountains. He was very self-reliant.
In such an era, with the foresight and ability of the future generations, there was no need to worry about not being able to survive.
Even without the system, he was still very confident.
Wu Ziqiang sighed and said," Mom, Little Red, eat your fill at home first. Don't worry about me. I'm going out for a while."”
He decided to go to the suburbs and go up the mountain to get some food.
Otherwise, with the current stock at home, it would probably not be able to open the pot in two days.
Wu Ziqiang walked out of the house and bumped into a stick.
He had a head of curly hair and triangular eyes that were exactly the same as Jia Zhangshi's. He had shifty eyes.
At this moment, the stick was carrying Silly Zhu's lunch box as he walked in unsteadily.
The club was called Jia Geng, two years older than Wu Ziqiang, and was the lifeblood of the Jia family.
She had been spoiled by Jia Zhang-shi since she was young, and had done many sneaky things. Moreover, she was a complete ingrate.
Right now, Qin Huairu and He Yuzhu were already in love with each other, and the two of them were very close.
However, when he was young, he was tied up and criticized by the children in the yard, mocking Qin Huiru and Silly Zhu for having an affair.
This caused the stick to hate Silly Zhu for a few years, completely ignoring Silly Zhu's contributions to the Jia family and to him.
For the past few years, she had been preventing Qin Huairu from being together with Silly Zhu.
Qin Huairu was also happy to leave Silly Zhu hanging. She would receive her salary and take her lunch box.
He had never been with Silly Zhu because Jia Zhangshi and the stick meme didn't agree.
The stick was also used to sucking Shazhu's blood.
He said that he didn't recognize Silly Pillar, but his body was very honest. He didn't miss out on any of the lunchboxes he should have taken.
She carried her lunch box and prepared to go back into the house.
"Yo, the useless ghost woke up? You're quite tenacious."
"A coward like you, wasting air when you're alive and land when you're dead, still have the face to come out and meet people?”
The stick meme rolled his triangular eyes and said very unpleasant words.
His mouth was a little too vicious. No wonder the original body's weak personality could not stand his ridicule and jumped into the well to commit suicide.
"Pa!"
Wu Ziqiang decisively slapped the thug's face without hesitation.
The thug was stunned for two seconds. His face was burning and there was a big bump on it. He did not expect Wu Ziqiang to actually dare to fight him.
Usually, he would scold Wu Ziqiang like a dead dog, and the other party would not even dare to make a sound. Did he eat the guts of a bear or a leopard today?
"Dog!"
The stick couldn't take it anymore and directly punched back at Wu Ziqiang.
When this punch came, Wu Ziqiang directly grabbed his hand.
Before he transmigrated, Wu Ziqiang had learned boxing. Although he was not an expert, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary people like the stick.
Now that he had just transmigrated, his control over his body was not that strong. However, with a little practice in the future, even Silly Pillar would not be his match.
Moreover, before he transmigrated, he spent all his time shuttling through the mountains and forests, cutting wood, building houses, and killing wild beasts. The least he lacked was strength.
The moment Wu Ziqiang clenched his fist tightly, he kicked out.
"Pa!"
The meme was put on by Wu Ziqiang.
Just this?
She even dared to shout in front of him and actually wanted to make a move. She was simply looking for abuse.
He fell on the ground and his head was buzzing.
"F * ck, I was too careless. I didn't dodge. This Wu Ziqiang is too fierce!”
The meme's eyes widened. He could not believe that he had actually been beaten up!
He wanted to pull back his clenched fist, but it did not move at all and was still painful.
This time, he fell face down. His nose was bleeding, and his face was swollen.
Although he was shocked and in disbelief, he sat up, covered his bleeding nose, and kicked Wu Ziqiang angrily.
(PS: The third chapter, kneel, there are still evaluation votes!)）
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