"Please come in, Teacher Luo."
"Da Yong, rinse out a mug for Teacher Luo and serve him some food."
In the dead of winter, it was hardly appropriate to keep Teacher Luo standing outside the courtyard, especially when he had come to deliver a parcel to Li Ye.
So Li Ye ultimately invited him in. Before they had even entered the little storeroom, he called for Li Dayong to serve up a portion of pickled cabbage fish.
"No, no, I already ate at the cafeteria. Really, there's no need."
Teacher Luo refused even as he swallowed hard.
That sour, spicy aroma was simply too overpowering.
Li Ye lifted the door curtain and led Teacher Luo into the little storeroom. Teacher Luo was immediately stunned.
"Whoa, it's so warm."
"Whoa, your dinner is quite lavish!"
The stove in the little storeroom burned day and night, making it feel like spring. The huge aluminum basin was piled full of pickled cabbage fish, glistening with oil at a glance and clearly made with generous ingredients.
That powerful assault on his senses of touch and taste left Teacher Luo, who had still been trying to maintain some restraint moments ago, unable to adapt for a while.
Coal required ration coupons these days. For an ordinary family to light the stove after getting home from work and keep it burning until midnight, warm enough that their hands did not freeze and they could sleep well, already counted as being quite well-off.
But Li Ye kept this place at twenty degrees all day long. How much coal would that waste?
Teacher Luo glanced at the coal basket beside the stove. It was crammed full of lump coal, and his eyelids twitched with envy.
Comparisons really could make a person furious! The school and the grain system