The Song family is not far from the old village chief's house. When Song Wufu came over, the old village chief's family was having lunch.
It was said to be lunch, but it was actually an indistinguishable paste mixed with some kind of yellow-leaf grass. It exuded a strong strange smell and the taste was hard to describe.
The three-year-old grandson of the old village chief struggled to swallow, but still found it difficult to swallow. He choked and had an abnormal blush on his face.
Despite this, the people around him still cast envious looks, staring at the still steaming pot and swallowing their saliva.
Seeing Song Wufu, the eldest daughter-in-law of the old village chief looked unhappy and greeted her in a false voice: "Uncle, please give me a bowl!"
Song Wufu waved his hand: "After eating, my brothers and sisters are not busy."
The old village chief was not much older than Song Wufu, but he was a generation older. Song Wufu wanted to call the old village chief "Uncle Yao", and he and the old village chief's two sons were brothers who had not left the fifth server.
The eldest daughter-in-law breathed a sigh of relief, and now there was a bit of a smile on her face.
The old village chief drank the grass paste calmly, scraped the bottom of the bowl clean, and then raised his eyes to look at Song Wufu: "Is there something else?"
Song Wufu sat down next to the old village chief, lowered his voice and told his granddaughter the truth.
The old village chief said nothing, but frowned tightly.
Song Wufu thought he didn't believe it and said anxiously: "Uncle Yao, there is no need for the manager of this restaurant to lie to a little girl. This matter is most likely true!"
The old village chief raised his hand and sighed: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that many people in our village don't want to flee anymore. Even if they stay outside the city gate, as long as there are people who stutter and can save their lives, they won't.
It’s an adventure.”
This was the real difficulty. He couldn't convince everyone, and he couldn't leave these people behind even though he knew there was danger.
Moreover, since we escaped from famine, we have supported each other along the way to avoid being bullied by outsiders. Once we are separated, we will easily suffer losses if anything happens.
Song Wufu understood the old village chief's concerns and said in a deep voice: "We can't tie everyone here just because they don't want to. I'm not afraid of anything else. I'm just afraid that some young people can't stand the instigation of others and do reckless things."
Things are coming."
This is what the old village chief is worried about. They have been fleeing for almost a month, and many people are holding back a feeling of anger that may one day completely explode.
Thinking of this, the old village chief relaxed and said, "Uncle, I'll think about this more. When everyone comes back in the evening, let's get together and make a total."
Song Wufu knew that he was in a hurry, so he said no more.
Returning to the Song family, Zhang Xiaomei asked the old village chief what he meant. When she learned that the whole village would gather together to discuss the outcome tonight, she agreed: "If there are still people who refuse to leave, I will understand the seriousness and will not interfere in the matter."
Son."
Song Wufu was not so optimistic: "I'm just afraid that those who stay will regret it. By then it will be too late."
Zhang Xiaomei didn't care: "I can't blame others! But we don't know what will happen yet. Everything is just a guess. There may not be anything wrong when the day comes."
Song Wufu didn't want to talk about this anymore, and was thinking about food: "Old lady, here are the steamed buns that Xixi brought back. Quickly take them out and give them to me."
Zhang Xiaomei rolled her eyes at him: "Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat, the few kids didn't make any fuss, you old thing is really nice!"
Having said that, she still took off the cloth bag that was tightly tied around her waist, called the others over, and prepared to share the food.
Multigrain steamed buns are made from rice and wheat ground into powder, and then mixed with a little corn flour. They have a grayish-yellow color and are one of the most common staple foods eaten by locals.
At the beginning of the escape, a piece of boiled coarse grain cake as big as a palm was the daily ration for a family of fourteen. Later, when the coarse grain cake was finished, the grass roots and bark found were not enough, and I was often so hungry that I felt dizzy.
At that time, these six multi-grain steamed buns could easily sustain the entire Song family for two or three days. Now with the help of the ancestors, there was no shortage of food, so Zhang Xiaomei shared all the steamed buns generously.
Niu Hua'er ran over from a distance, with a smile on her face: "Just now, several people in Nian Nian wanted to eat. Mom had to wait for dad to come back. Now we finally have dinner."
Zhang Xiaomei couldn't stand it, so she broke a piece of steamed bun and stuffed it in her mouth: "You are just a lazy woman who talks too much!"
"If you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your brain!" Niu Hua'er said plausibly, took out the steamed buns and was about to stuff them into Song Xixi's mouth, but Song Xixi dodged them in disgust.
Song Xixi had never eaten multi-grain steamed buns. After getting the small half of the bun she was given, she curiously took a bite, with a flash of disappointment in her eyes - both the texture and taste were far worse than the multi-grain steamed buns she had eaten in her previous life.
Already.
Think about it, the flour and rice noodles in the previous life have all been processed by machines, and the powder is very fine. After fermentation, it is naturally fragrant and soft.
The rice flour and corn flour here can only be ground manually. The powder is much coarser and the fermentation conditions are limited. It is normal for the rice flour and corn flour to have a bad taste.
Seeing that the others were eating with gusto, Song Xixi also silently finished the small half of the bun.
Of course, such a small amount of food was not enough. Following Song Xixi's suggestion, the family went to a deserted corner in batches and happily enjoyed the delicacies provided by their ancestors. Everyone bowed to their ancestors in their hearts.
After eating and drinking, the Song family leaned on each other and took a nap.
Song Xixi couldn't sleep, thinking about little girl Niu Niu, so she searched along the city wall. She didn't see the Yang family and her daughter, but unexpectedly saw Zhou Taohua who was in trouble.
"These steamed buns are mine, I worked hard to find them, why did you take them away!" Zhou Taohua tore at the lapel of a middle-aged man and roared angrily.
"Humph, you are the daughter-in-law of the Tu family. Naturally, your things belong to the Tu family. I can take them if I want." The middle-aged man said shamelessly and pushed Zhou Taohua to the ground with a strong force.
There was a middle-aged woman standing next to him, with a mean look on her face: "Yes, yes, I am also the wife of the Tu family. If I have something good, I will think of my parents-in-law first. How are you, my sister-in-law?
Elders, you are so unfilial!"
The people around looked at the excitement with indifferent expressions, and no one stepped forward to help Zhou Taohua.
After hearing what the middle-aged woman said, a few old men nodded in agreement: "Yes, it is natural to be filial to the elderly, and unfilial people deserve to be struck by lightning from heaven!"
Zhou Taohua laughed angrily, ignoring the scratches on her palms, and pounced on the middle-aged woman, slapping her several times: "Filial piety? Bah! I have been working as a cow and horse for the Tu family for more than ten years, and I treat these two old people like
I was served by my own father and mother, but in the end I ended up being kicked out. How dare you, an immortal, have the nerve to show filial piety to me!"
The unsuspecting middle-aged woman was stunned and didn't know how to fight back. The middle-aged man was so angry that he raised his foot and kicked Zhou Taohua: "You bitch who disrespects your elder sister-in-law, I will take the place of my dead second brother right now.
I’ll teach you a lesson!”
There was a "click", and the sound of dislocated bones was accompanied by a scream like a slaughtered pig: "Ouch——"