Chapter 2 Borrowing Food

Jiang Bo lives in the backyard of the courtyard.

In addition, he has no parents and lives alone, so his life is difficult and few people usually come to visit him.

When I pushed the door open, I suddenly saw someone standing at the door.

Jiang Bo was almost startled.

Looking at the person in front of him, he was wearing a half-new cotton-padded jacket with floral patterns, navy blue sleeves, two pigtails, and holding a porcelain bowl in his hand.

Jiang Bo recognized her as Qin Huairu.

Even though it was cold in early spring, she was wrapped in a cotton jacket, but her slim figure could still be seen.

"Even prettier than in the TV series."

"He looks younger, and his skin is better, so white and shiny. No wonder that licker Shazhu can't walk when he sees him."

Jiang Bo looked Qin Huairu up and down and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, Jiang Bo's house is next to Jia's.

Qin Huairu, this woman, rarely came to see him.

Usually they go to find Sha Zhu, the bootlicker, or Xu Damao.

The purpose is very simple, which is to "borrow food".

He said he was borrowing, but in fact he was just asking for it. He said he would pay it back when he got the money due to difficulties, but in fact he never paid it back once.

But according to the original owner's memory, this woman rarely knocked on his door.

The reason is very simple. The original owner herself couldn't even get enough to eat, so where would she get the extra food to give her?

otherwise.

You won’t starve yourself to death.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the porcelain bowl in Qin Huairu's hand again.

"It seems that the aroma of cornmeal porridge and rice not only attracts rats, but also people."

Jiang Bo understood, but still asked politely,

"Is there something wrong, Sister Qin?"

"Well, no... nothing happened. I just saw that you hadn't left the house for a few days and was worried that something might have happened to you, so I came to check on you."

"Oh." Jiang Bo smiled.

"Thank you. I'm fine."

"I'm just about to go out. If you're okay I'll lock the door."

Jiang Bo said this, and without waiting for her to answer, he turned around, locked the door, and left.

Qin Huairu was unhappy when he locked the door.

Ever since she married into this compound, many young men would glue their eyes to her when they saw her.

Including Jiang Bo.

This made her feel very useful and she was quite confident about her appearance.

But no one knew what was wrong with Jiang Bo today. Not only was he very cold to him, he was even a little wary of her.

This made Qin Huairu very dissatisfied.

"Hey, Bozi, who are you guarding against?"

Qin Huairu looked at him coquettishly and said, "You locked the door when I came. This is to protect me."

"Afraid that I will eat you?"

"No, Sister Qin, I just said that I have to go out."

Jiang Bo was not impressed by her deliberate flirting.

"Hey, Bozi, don't go."

When Qin Huairu saw him about to leave, she hurriedly reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Well...actually I have something else to do."

"Is there anything else? What's the matter?"

"Can you give me some cornmeal? Or any other food." Qin Huairu had a tearful expression, "Our family is really in financial difficulty. Xiaodang can't eat enough and keeps crying. I...I really have no other choice."

Jiang Bo was a little speechless.

In this era, few families can have enough food to eat. Jiang Bo himself had just escaped from the gates of hell.

The Jia family has Jia Dongxu, a formal worker who works in a steel rolling mill. His monthly salary is barely enough to support the family, which is actually better than most.

At least it's better than his life as an unemployed vagrant.

If the system hadn't provided him with emergency food, he wouldn't have had enough to eat.

Moreover, after he finished eating the two kilograms of food, he still had no where to go, so it was not the time for him to feel pity for others.

"I'm sorry, Sister Qin." Jiang Bo said, "I don't have any food here, please ask someone else."

Jiang Bo left after saying this.

Unexpectedly, Qin Huairu chased him all the way to the front yard.

"Bozi, wait for me."

Qin Huairu held him back and asked, "Can you give me these two mice?"

Jiang Bo understood immediately.

In that era, rats were one of the four pests.

But now was the most difficult time. Not only were the sparrows that were caught stuffed into the stove and burned and eaten, but the mice were also eaten to satisfy hunger.

After all, even the grass roots and tree barks have been almost stripped away. It’s still better here in the north city, as many places have become covered with Guanyin soil.

Of course, as a time traveler from the future who had just eaten and drunk his fill, Jiang Bo would definitely not eat this thing.

But this thing can be exchanged for food.

When it comes to rat meat, not only does no one dislike it, it is also very popular.

Jiang Bo thought to himself that he couldn't just throw away the two fat rats in his hands.

"Jiang Bo."

Someone called him again in the front yard. When he turned around, he saw it was the third uncle Yan Fugui.

"Jiang Bo, you haven't been out for a few days. Your third aunt was worried about you and was just about to go see you, and then you came out."

"Thank you, Uncle Three."

Yan Fugui said this, and Jiang Bo heard it, and that was the end of it.

I didn't take it to heart.

After all, who doesn't know how to say a few polite words?

Otherwise, he lay in bed for several days, and until he closed his eyes, no one really went to see him.

"Hey, Jiang Bo, are you going to sell these two big rats?" Yan Fugui asked

"That's right, Third Uncle. I want to try my luck and see if I can exchange some food."

"Let me see."

Yan Fugui came over and took a look.

"Hey, Bozi, you are so lucky. You caught such a fat rat."

"Don't go out and exchange it, it's troublesome. Just exchange it with your uncle." Yan Fugui said, holding up three fingers, "I'll give you three pounds of corn flour, do you want to exchange it?"

Seeing the two of them talking about this, Qin Huairu became anxious.

"Uncle, please don't worry. I just told you that these two mice are mine. Please don't argue."

The reactions of Qin Huairu and Yan Fugui made Jiang Bo realize that rat meat was even more in demand than he had imagined.

After all, these days, people can hardly eat meat all year round.

Rat meat is still meat after all.

Yan Fugui chuckled when he heard Qin Huairu say this.

"Oh, Huairu."

"Uncle San didn't hear what happened just now, so he doesn't know."

"Okay, then you guys chat."

After he said that, he didn't leave, but just watched from the side.

After all this going on, a few more people came to the yard to watch the fun.

Qin Huairu said, "Bozi, I said it first, give me these two mice, okay?"