The situation here in Yanqiao is also very bad.

The food Si Chen brought last year is gone!

Yan Qiao holds the Moscow Guards, and the materials distributed by the Soviet Union have been given priority.

Even if you add what Si Chen shipped, it’s not enough!

A large amount of manpower in the Soviet Union was invested in the arms race and manufacturing weapons.

Even if there are collective farms and state-owned farms, there is still a lot of abandoned farmland!

Currently, the Soviet Union still has a food shortage of 100 million tons.

In order to have a bite to eat, they are looking for food imports all over the world.

Whether it is a farm or a farm, the food crops produced will be given priority to the privileged class.

Yan Qiao is considered.

As for ordinary people, especially urban workers and intellectuals in the planned economy, they spend a lot of time waiting in long lines every day in order to receive and buy food.

Such suffering days have caused a large number of workers to participate in protracted strikes, marches, demonstrations, protests, and even turmoil and conflicts!

Before this year, life in Yanqiao was actually very comfortable. Special provisions were provided, so he didn't have to worry about food and clothing.

As we enter this year, it becomes even more difficult!

In the evening, the reception banquet held by Yan Qiao for them was very shabby compared to the previous ones.

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As for fresh meat, don’t even think about it!

In front of the two respected uncles and uncles, sausages were placed, which still tasted fishy.

The bread was so dry and hard that when I cut it with a knife, the knife got stuck!

If you knock it on the table, it will make a banging sound!

Song Yunhu was a silly son of a county magistrate who was used to a comfortable life. Looking at the food in front of him, although he was very hungry, he didn't want to eat a bite.

While Yan Qiao was still waiting for the military doctor, Song Yunhu secretly took out a bag of instant noodles from his pocket.

Put your hands under the table, tear open the bag, sprinkle the seasoning on the bread, crush it, cover the bag and shake gently.

The spicy smell spread everywhere, attracting everyone's attention.

Mao Yuanchao stretched out his fleshy claws, trying to take out a handful of instant noodles dregs from his cousin's bag.

Song Yunhu glared at his brother, covered the bag tightly, and pressed it firmly on his thigh.

The uncle and grandpa next to me were so greedy that they snatched away the bag of instant noodles and started eating them right away!

Everyone:...-_-||

You came here with a noble baggage, would you like to pick it up?

Well, if that's the case, we won't be polite~

Ever since!

Instant noodles, ham sausage, spicy strips, braised eggs, quail eggs, soaked chicken feet...

All kinds of delicious food were picked out by everyone.

Si Chen was simply shocked!

Aren't you my mercenaries?

Why is the pocket filled not with magazines but with snacks!?

Even Jiang Shan took out a vacuum-sealed braised chicken leg from his pocket very gracefully.

Si Chen:......-_-||

Damn! I took a group of foodies out!

Then, Si Chen silently took out a small bottle of Fenjiu, half a catty in volume.

OMG!

This damn weather in Mosca is freezing to death!

How can I survive without drinking?

…

Ever since, when Yan Qiao took out the bullet and bandaged the wound and came over, the tent smelled of everything!

That guy is simply not too fragrant!

On the long, large dining table, the food remains intact.

Yan Qiao sat down at the first place, his face was a little pale and his lips had no color.

He picked up the coffee and greeted everyone:

"The alcohol prohibition has been strict recently, so I can't entertain everyone well, I hope you will be happy!"

"Hiccup~" Song Yunhu burped untimely.

The distance was too far and it failed to stir up any splashes, so Yan Qiao laughed it off.

Afterwards, everyone officially started dinner and pretended to eat.

Yan Qiao's attention was always on his two foster uncles, and they talked about many topics.

After more than 20 years of separation, there are too many thoughts to express.

Another person who Yan Qiao paid more attention to was Jiang Shan.

"It was thanks to your father and grandfather that I returned to China." Yan Qiao said, asking Mr. Jiang if he was okay.

"Grandpa is a very kind man. He is retired and spends time with grandma every day, planting flowers and raising birds, doing exercises in the morning and buying groceries, and making porridge at night."

Jiang Shan smiled lightly and answered one by one: "This is the leisure and good life they want."

Back then, my eldest uncle and my second uncle sent Yan Qiao out of the province and to the Mongolian area.

At that time, Jiang Yongjun, who was serving in the Mongolian area, tried every means to send Yan Qiao to Mongolia.

Afterwards, he traveled all the way back to the Soviet Union.

We all had a lively chat, and when the heat was almost over, my uncle and grandpa began to make suggestions:

"We are all old, so we can only make ends meet while we are still alive. We are just trying to be happy every year, just goofing around!"

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at the old man.

The second uncle and grandpa immediately answered: "Sister Ji, when I went back a few years ago, I praised you for your kindness!"

"Yes, I have learned a lot from you, but she is so happy!"

"Yan Qiao, you are quite a good boy!"

Yan Qiao's face glowed with praise, and he had an inexplicable illusion of returning to his hometown in fine clothes and honoring his ancestors.

My uncle and grandpa answered, but he was a little too hasty:

"Sister Ji also told us that now that you have great potential, you need soldiers and high-tech weapons at your disposal, not to mention how powerful you are!"

Si Chen quietly kicked his second uncle and grandpa.

The latter quickly brought the topic to a safe level:

"We are just here for sightseeing, it would be nice to learn more!"

"Oh, I'm getting older and I don't have a few more years to live~"

"Before the next life, you must not see something you have never seen before, or play with something you have never played with before? Ha, ha ha!"

"Well, Tatsuko is rich now, so her filial piety is more important than anything else!"

"This guy was talking about buying a large-tonnage cruise ship from the Soviet Union before he came here!"

"This, this, take us old bones around the world, hahaha!"

With that said, the second uncle and grandpa looked at Jiang Shan.

"Second uncle, you said this, how big is the cruise ship?" Jiang Shan answered without leaving any trace:

"Titanic? Or Victoria?"

Yan Qiao is an extremely smart person.

Although his character is flawed, his IQ is online.

Otherwise, you won't be able to climb up simply by relying on your strength.

Listening to the words, Yan Qiao probably heard that this group of people had a purpose.

The joy of meeting old friends again after a long separation was still there in his heart, but he would not fall out on the spot.

It's just that the joy on the surface has faded a bit.
To be continued...