After waiting for a long time, there were three more people in the room.

There was no crowd, and the person sitting at the head of the table didn't say anything. He lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand. No one in the room dared to say a word.

"Master, the second master is here."

After half an hour, the man arrived belatedly.

A pale-faced man with a beard and a well-dressed man walked in, smelling of alcohol.

The man saluted and did not dare to look up at the people at the table.

"Brother."

"Everyone, please sit down." The man in the front seat said.

"Do you know why I called you here?"

"have no idea."

"I don't know, brother." The belated man shook his head violently, as if he had drunk a lot of wine and was very drunk.

"Dad sent a message from Feige, the capital, saying that there is a man claiming to be a descendant of the Yun family, and he is a relative of General Wei Yuanting in the northwest."

"Do you know who this person is?" The man's voice was filled with anger.

Several other people continued to shake their heads, "None of my children go to the northwest."

"Even my second brother went there more than ten years ago."

"However, I do recall an incident from the past. My second brother had a concubine who was said to have been lost in the northwest and could not be found."

After saying that, everyone turned their attention to the middle-aged man in the room who smelled of alcohol.

The man's face instantly turned a bit paler.

"Brother, that traitor should have died in the northwest. There is absolutely no way it could be him." The man stood up unsteadily and explained.

"shut up!"

"Find out who this person is and whether he pretends to be a descendant of my Yun family. As for you, as a father, you curse your own flesh and blood in public. As a court official, you drink and indulge in pleasure all day long. What you are losing is not you.

My face is my father’s face and the Yun family’s face.”

The man who smelled of alcohol was immediately frightened and his face turned pale and blue.

Yun Huachun didn't know anything about what was going on in Cangxing Mansion, so he only took the villagers with him on the way.

Wan Hongmei was counting the rice and grain at home, leaving aside what was inside the space.

She made food every day sparingly, but even so, more than half of the food on the truck behind her was already gone.

Walking from morning to night every day, high-intensity exercise consumes a lot of energy.

In the evening, she occasionally called her daughter and her husband to come in for a snack.

My daughter has lost a lot of weight!

It was late autumn now, and there was only dry grass on the roadside, as if there was no room to dig anything.

There is still half a bag of dried mushrooms that I picked before, and there are also dried red dates.

There are less than two hundred kilograms of dry food in the bag.

Wan Hongmei hesitated for a long time before telling her family her decision.

"We need to save some food in the future. We don't have enough food at home," Wan Hongmei said.

Hearing this, Yun Huachun said, "How about I eat less and leave some for you."

He can endure hunger, but he cannot let his wife and daughter also go hungry.

"You can't do it even if you're hungry. There's really not enough. If you don't eat sparingly, we'll really run out of food later."

Even if there is space, this matter cannot be hidden.

When Wan Hongmei said this, everyone in the village was busy cooking.

Zhong Da had just finished steaming ginger cakes when he heard the words of the carriage next to him.

"I still have some in the car. My son has a small appetite and can't eat much. I'll share some with you." Zhong Da said.

Yun Huachun immediately refused, "Uncle Zhong, how can we ask for your food? Besides, we haven't finished eating yet."

"When we get out of the boundary here, we can go to the town to buy food. We won't be hungry."

Yun Huachun said some words to comfort Zhong Da and put his mind at ease.

Even if everyone has no food to eat, they don't have to worry. After all, the space will keep refreshing, so they won't starve to death.

People in the village have been hungry for a long time.

The Shi Dazhu family, who was responsible for driving the carriage for the Yun family, were very hungry.

The food given by the general was based on head count and age. His two sons and three adults could eat several kilograms in one meal and still not be full.

The person in charge of cooking is Shi Dazhu’s mother, Mrs. Sun.

Mr. Sun is not very particular about cooking. He makes baskets of pancakes every ten days or so.

After making it, spread it aside and wait for the pancake to cool down and dry out. It can be stored for a long time and you can take a bite when you are hungry.

On the way to escape, Mrs. Sun discovered a way to make cakes.

Although making the steamed buns is convenient, the steamed buns are slow to dry and it is easier to spread out the pancakes.

Do not add too much water in the pancakes. If you add too much water, it will become damp and prone to hair growth, and it will become sour, which will not taste good.

Make the pancakes neither too big nor too small, put less water in them, and dry them overnight, which will also save you the need to cut more firewood at home.

In the past, you could also mix wild vegetables, wild onions and other things into the cake.

Now, it's cold and there's nothing.

The original two meals a day has been changed to one meal a day.

After a night's rest, get up and drink some water, endure it until noon, and then eat some pancakes. This way you can resist hunger and give you the energy to walk until evening.

The food of Shi Dazhu's family is in the hands of Sun, and she is responsible for distributing cakes at noon every day.

Her son wanted to work, and he was given two. She and the old man wanted to push the cart, and the eldest grandson was also working, each with one and a half, and the younger grandson only had one.

When it was time to distribute the cakes, she took out the cakes from her bag and handed them to everyone at home one by one.

The cake was dry and it took a lot of effort to chew it.

Chew it with a sip of water in your mouth. After chewing for a long time, you don't seem so hungry.

Shi Ergou held a piece of pancake and gnawed it quickly, even though the pancake made him grind his teeth.

After eating a piece of pancake, my stomach is full, and when I walk, I feel like it is shaking and full of water.

"Milk, I'm still hungry..." Shi Ergou shouted eagerly, watching his grandma nibbling on the half piece of cake.

Mrs. Sun rolled her eyes at him, broke off a corner of the cake in her hand and gave it to him.

"Gone."

Shi Ergou took the small piece of cake, wolfed it down, and quickly stuffed it into his stomach.

Yuntao was also hungry now.

The food at her home is not much better than that of the people in the village, but her mother is diligent and cooks some cereals every morning.

Wash the whole grains one night in advance and freeze them in the refrigerator. Throw them into the pot and cook them the next day. They will boil in a while.

In the past, Yuntao didn't like to drink porridge, especially the kind of porridge made from white rice. In her opinion, it had no taste at all.

It's unpalatable even with pickles.

You can even have a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, seafood porridge and the like in restaurants occasionally.

But things are different now. Not to mention white porridge, she can even eat a bowl of boiled beans with clear soup and little water.

Because people are really hungry, so hungry that they can’t help it.

After drinking porridge in the morning, my stomach felt empty before noon.

When she was studying, she remembered that she didn't eat that much, and she looked for the reason. She didn't have enough food in her stomach and couldn't eat enough.

Yuntao walked on the road with empty steps, looking at the fields around her.

I don't know which family's land this belongs to. It's very neat, with rows of cultivated land being neatly cultivated.

The food originally planted in the fields has been harvested, and some refugees are rummaging through the cracks in the fields to find the leftover food.

After searching for a long time, it seemed that I had gained nothing, so I came back empty-handed.
Chapter completed!