Lu Erxiong listened to Feng Qingxue's words, furrowing his brows and turning to the old lady with a puzzled look, as if to ask if she was joking with him.
The old lady smiled at him and said to Feng Qingxue, "I'm not joking. The weather is hot, and we eat less meat. There are plenty of fruits and vegetables. Usually, we just have some seafood for a treat, it's cheap and doesn't need ration tickets. So, in a few months, we've saved up dozens of pounds of meat tickets and about twenty pounds of egg tickets. Eggs don't keep well, so we buy them less often. A few days before Director Guo left, he took some meat tickets and egg tickets from me. Dr. Feng, since you're here alone, with your elders and children coming to see you, and your food and oil contacts aren't here, I'll share some tickets with you."
To be honest, she quite liked Feng Qingxue, even if their encounters at the subsidiary foods factory were just by chance.
