Chronicle of the 70s
Chapter 109 - 106 Egg cake monthly ticket 300 extra - s

Chapter 109: 106 Egg cake monthly ticket 300 extra Chapters

But no one answered Li Dafu’s "What?".

Wang Xin cleared his throat and shot a glare at the young public security officer who had interjected earlier. He then said to the bespectacled officer beside him, "Lao Qi, you tell us the situation."

The one called Lao Qi was a man about forty years old, not very tall, around 1.69 meters, with a plump figure, small eyes, and a smile that made him look like the Maitreya Buddha, always smiling at people.

After pushing up his glasses and smiling, Lao Qi began his explanation: "It’s like this. At the beginning of January, Li Xianglu and her family took the bus to the province and then she exposed a human trafficking ring. Now, the provincial authorities have issued a commendation notice, so we came to conduct an investigation and ask about the specific details."

At this moment, Li Dafu’s mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg, it took him quite some time to recover from the shock, feeling a whirlwind of complicated emotions. Just as he was about to say something, the curtain of the house’s door was flung open, and Old Mrs. Wu bustled in, flustered.

Old Mrs. Wu’s heart tightened when she saw a room full of public security officers. But then she thought they were here for Xiangxiang, worrying if the child had committed some misdeed. When she remembered those pastries, those fancy socks, her heart skipped a beat—could the child have stolen them?

With that thought, Old Mrs. Wu’s head spun, her vision went dark, and she was on the verge of fainting on the spot.

Li Dafu was also confounded by the sudden incident. What’s going on? Why is Mom like this? He hopped down swiftly and helped support his mother against the kang bed.

The others quickly made some room. Old Mrs. Wu had been worried sick, but she soon came to and rapidly pleaded, "Comrade officer, comrade officer, Xiangxiang is still young, she’s a good child, she did it all for me, can you spare her, please? I will compensate you with money, I have saved money, I have a silver bracelet, and there are some silver coins at home, take them all, but please let my granddaughter go, she’s had a tough life." Saying this, Old Mrs. Wu’s tears flowed like a breached dam.

The people around her were directly astonished. What on earth is happening here?

Meanwhile, the bespectacled Lao Qi was the first to understand and quickly said, "Old Mrs. Wu, your granddaughter has done a good deed. She saved children who were kidnapped by others, and now the provincial public security headquarters have issued a document to commend her. Don’t get the wrong idea!"

Old Mrs. Wu blinked through her teary eyes, utterly stunned by the news she just heard, and couldn’t help but ask, "What did you say?"

Li Dafu hurriedly helped his mother up to lean against the window and explained, "Mom, don’t worry, Xiangxiang didn’t commit a crime, she did a good deed. Remember, Xiangxiang went to Shanghai a while ago? On the bus, she encountered human traffickers and managed to save the victim. That’s why the officers are here to verify the situation and present Xiangxiang with an award."

Now Old Mrs. Wu understood, she let out a long sigh of relief, glanced at the four officers beside her, and rolled her eyes saying, "If it’s an award, just give it. Why scare a poor old woman to death? I thought Xiangxiang did something foolish and got into trouble." She then patted her chest.

The four public security officers were dumbfounded by her response. This old lady sure was unreasonable. But nobody minded; everyone was touched by the grandmother’s deep concern for her granddaughter. Didn’t they just hear her? She even revealed her hidden silver coins, but everyone pretended not to have heard.

Feeling awkward, Li Dafu supported his mother as they left first, then hurried back and clambered onto the kang looking anxious as he said, "Should we call the person over?"

Wang Xin smiled and replied, "No need. We’ll go over together. Li Xianglu saved fifteen kids and broke up a human trafficking ring. The children’s parents are extremely grateful to her, and they want to express their thanks. However, we’re afraid her information might be leaked, so we can only commend her quietly. That’s why this matter cannot be made public."

The message was clear, and Li Dafu knew that he couldn’t talk about it afterwards.

Li Dafu understood the importance of confidentiality, having studied it several times at the commune. He immediately nodded earnestly and said, "Alright, I will definitely comply with the rules."

When a group of people left Li Dafu’s house, the ridge around Li Dafu’s home was already crowded with people. Li Dafu gestured irritably, "Go on, everyone go back, what are you doing here, watching a pig slaughter?"

But as the words left his mouth, he felt something was wrong. They were in the courtyard, doesn’t that mean everyone there was a pig? Glancing at Director Wang’s face beside him, the young public security officer couldn’t help but laugh.

After going down a slope, they arrived at Li Huai Ren’s house. It was already eleven o’clock. Mr. Li, wearing an old cotton jacket and a paper sailboat hat that his granddaughter had put on him, was sweeping the roof with a wooden stick tied to a broom.

Xianglu and Qin Zhen were baking egg cakes—a true bake. They mixed eggs with flour, added sugar, beat it until even, then placed it on a flat pan and slowly baked it evenly, with a heavy tile basin covering on top.

Actually, it was because the pastries at home were all eaten up, and Xianglu thought, since it’s New Year, why not make some herself? This year, Grandpa Li supplied more than usual, an extra pound of eggs on top of that, also with white sugar. And Qin Xi somehow managed to get ten pounds of Fuqiang Flour back home, so now there’s plenty of staple food at home.

But Xianglu had a cheat tool and wasn’t afraid of running out of food, so she was greedy to bake a cake.

Hearing about it in the morning, glutton Qin Zhen did not go out to play. Instead, he stayed home waiting, saying he wanted to help, but he was really just watching and urging on the side.

Finally, looking at the time, Xianglu said to the attentive Qin Zhen, "All right, withdraw all the fire."

Hearing this, Qin Zhen’s eyes lit up with excitement and quickly withdrew the fire.

Xianglu helplessly used two rags to catch the tile basin from above and then the fragrance of the egg cake wafted out, along with a whiff of milky aroma.

Qin Zhen swallowed his saliva and exclaimed, "Wow, it smells so good!"

Xianglu quickly took the pan off, used a small spatula to peel it bit by bit, and then flipped the whole egg cake onto the cutting board.

Qin Zhen quickly pinched a piece, disregarding the heat, and ate it in one bite, raving as he ate, "This is so delicious."

Xianglu shook her head and said, "Alright, go out for now. Don’t stay here, wait until it cools down before eating."

Just as they stepped out, they were stunned by the people in the yard, and Grandpa Li then removed his hat, smiling, and said, "Xiangxiang, quickly bring your baked egg cake, let your Uncle Director Wang have a taste."

Still shocked, Xianglu saw that those who were originally curious and looking around went into the eastern cave dwelling, and she somehow turned back and cut the cake into several pieces and brought them in.

As soon as she entered, she felt those curious eyes gazing at her again, enduring the discomfort, she placed the cake on the kang table, then greeted one of them, "Hello, Uncle Wang."

Wang Xin raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You know me?"

Xianglu smiled faintly and said, "No, first time meeting you."

Now, Wang Xin was even more curious, "So how did you know that I am your Uncle Wang?"

ps: Finally finished writing.

Now I’d like to address some criticisms from the comment section saying what I wrote is not realistic. If you feel something doesn’t seem real, please point it out; personal feelings, I can’t control.

If there are genuine inaccuracies, like the previous issue with the Hundred-dollar bill or the price of rice, you may bring them up according to the specific context, and I will re-verify and amend them. I’m not unreasonable; I don’t think novels created by me shouldn’t be based on facts.

Many people think that in ’75, the situation should’ve been especially tense, but in reality, only the middle and upper levels of society were tense. You’re all thinking too much.

Also, about the situation in Shanghai, Shanghai has always been an international business city no matter when. By that time, our country had established relations with many countries. I also wrote this based on a lot of information; it’s not made up out of thin air, please respect my hard work. Don’t criticize it as utterly worthless. I’m human, too, I have emotions, and I won’t accept any unreasonable criticism. Your feelings are not everyone else’s.

I entered the door at seven in the evening, had some leftovers, and have been writing till now. I’m keeping my promise for the thirty monthly tickets plus more; I want everyone to affirm me, and I hope even more to be respected.

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