Chapter 712 Pingping

The despair of the post-80s is laid off, cancer, mixed articles, others have made money but they do not belong to him. The despair of the post-90s is that there are too many temptations and too much pressure, RVs, comparisons, aging, and inflationary crises. Every era has difficulties. If it cannot be changed, why not adapt or rely on efforts and courage beyond ordinary people to improve their lives."

Ninety, zero zero.

What does this mean?

Ke Baijia combined the context and made it clear. These nineteen talk about people born after 1990, and ten thousand talk about people born after 2000.

If I count it this way, it’s sixty or seven years now, and when the 1990s and 1900s, she will be in her forty or fifty years.

She has always known the advancement of the Space Mall, but until these numbers are displayed in front of her, she realized more clearly that the so-called post-00s generation was not the time of her grandparents, but the time when Ke Baijia became her grandparents.

She looked through a few pages of this book and found that the author used contrast to express the pressure faced by people from all ages, allowing people to absorb an emotion called contentment.

It is said to be relieved, but in fact it means that you deceive yourself and reduce your expectations, and that there is no hope or expectation, there will be no despair or disappointment.

It is hard to say whether this kind of emotion is good or bad, but Ke Baijia didn't have the intention to continue reading and stuffed the book back.

Back to reality, when Ke Baijia squinted her eyes and slept, it was a new day.

She was going out today, and she didn't hurry to go to work. She stayed lazily on the kang for a while. She didn't get up until almost eight o'clock. Then she tidied up the kang, cleaned up the sanitation, changed into a military green suit and black cloth shoes, prepared her own water and money tickets, and a candy bag.

Candy was planned to bring to my nephews when I passed by my own brigade. The money ticket was used to change meat and eggs, and the notes were recorded. This was a few people in the restaurant who wanted five eggs and two taels of meat.

Anyway, she can do it, so she doesn't make things difficult. She agreed yesterday.

Pushing the bicycle out, Ke Baijia had just ridden a few steps when he heard someone calling him on the side of the road.

Hey? It's soybeans.

She jumped out of the car and headed towards the entrance of the alley.

The car just pushed it into the alley carefully. Huang Dou took her to turn two turns, and then stopped behind the wall of a house.

Huang Tao said that there has been no one in this yard, and it is just right to speak here.

"This is for you." Soybean took out a few yellowed papers from his pocket: "After I went back, my father and grandfather learned that you liked these food-making skills, and took out all the recipes related to bean products handed down by our ancestors and told me to hand them over to you."

Ke Baijia just wanted to make a vegetarian chicken at the beginning, saying that he could exchange it with him when he encountered a suitable prescription, but he didn't want to learn all the skills of others' life.

Then he said, "I have the method of making vegetarian chicken. It's too expensive and I can't accept it."

"No, no, no, you must accept it. My father said that no matter how many crafts are passed on, it will be useless if you can't continue. You don't know that your generous help really saved our lives..."

Huang Soybean sighed and said, "Didn't I come here to collect food before to find some food? But I know that the ones I collected were a problem even for supporting our family. Later, I met you by chance. I took them back and divided them. My family had a full meal. After a week, I went back to see them and found that they had a tight life again."

(End of this chapter)
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