Chapter 157: Lack of firewood, the feeling of being hungry is really unbearable

Chapter 157: Lack of firewood, the feeling of being hungry is really unbearable

If the heavy rain continues tomorrow, Fan Qian and Fan Damu's family will refuse to participate. They can't help but build.

Except for the old village chief, everyone in the Li family is in misery.

The family wanted to let the village survive the heavy rain weather safely and minimize the losses of every household in the village. They would come and go without any complaints.

However, some villagers only want to take advantage of the situation, and they want to benefit even though they have no resources to contribute.

Calculate everything and manipulate everything.

It's more chilling than angry.

Li Wen let out a long sigh, and just then he thought of the bamboo basket he put down under the eaves.

It was getting dark, and everyone was not thinking about it. They didn't pay attention. He picked up the bamboo basket and said to his wife: "Guifen, this is what sister Shuiqing gave to daddy. I don't know what it is. Please warm it up." Give it to dad."

The old village chief frowned into a big "Sichuan" sign, and then the eldest son said hurriedly: "Dad, I really don't plan to ask for it!

But Brother Jin grabbed my raincoat and I couldn't run away. Sister Shuiqing handed it to me. I couldn't pull it with her, could I?

She also said, this is for you to eat! You won't tell me if you take it back. "

The old village chief's brows slowly relaxed. The others thought carefully and sincerely gave the gift to their family and brought everything back.

He relented: "Open it and see what it is. Boss and wife, heat it up and have dinner together as a family."

Wang Guifen wanted to say that this was for your father-in-law to eat, but when she weighed the stoneware basin in her hand, it was heavy. Without the basin, it probably weighed five or six kilograms!

There are so many things that Dad can’t finish by himself.

She knew in her heart that Shui Qing said it was for her father, but with such a large basin, it looked like it was prepared for a large family.

She first opened the tight thin hemp rope tied around the mouth of the basin, took it out in circles, then uncovered the oil paper wrapped around it, and then exclaimed.

The two sisters-in-law, Zhang Hui and Zhao Lan, heard the call and went over to take a look.

This glance also made the two of them exclaim in surprise.

The three Li brothers looked over curiously, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Lan pointed at the stoneware basin, unable to place it in the passage: "It's meat! The basin is full of meat!"

Hearing that it was meat, even the old village chief looked over.

Li Wu stepped forward and said, "This is pure meat, not adulterated at all!"

How can you be willing to give pure meat to others? It would be nice to add some meat to the dish to bring out the meaty flavor and oiliness.

Li Qiang smelled it and said, "Mutton."

The mutton taste is strong and obvious.

Zhang Hui looked at it carefully and said: "Every piece is thick with grease. I carefully selected it. Shui Qing is such a generous person. I have nothing to say."

If it were her, even if it were pure meat, she wouldn't be willing to give it to someone rich in oil and water.

The people present asked themselves that they couldn't do it.

There was meat for dinner, and the family cleared away the previous gloom, with a look of anticipation on their faces.

Wang Guifen and the other three were holding heavy stoneware basins, feeling extremely excited.

Five or six kilograms of meat, even during the Chinese New Year, I would not be willing to buy this much!

Dinner was prepared beforehand, including stewed radish, fried loofah, and steamed eggplant.

The head of the house worked hard digging ditches. He also cracked two goose eggs into the vegetable soup and made a large pot of vegetable and egg drop soup.

Goose eggs are larger than chicken eggs and don't taste as good as chicken eggs, but they are big and two of them can make the pot look like there are a lot of egg droplets.

Thinking that tomorrow's boss might be even more tired than today, the three of them didn't dare to cook all the mutton in one meal.

First, I took out half a bowl of pure meat, poured in a little bit of soup, and put it in the pot to heat.

I set aside another two kilograms and poured it into the stewed radish together with the soup. Stir evenly and simmered over high heat for a while. When it was served out, both the radish and the radish had the aroma of meat.

Soak the rest in cold water with the stoneware basin and save it for tomorrow's meal.

The third sister-in-law put dinner on the table.

A separate large bowl of pure mutton was placed neatly in front of the old village chief.

In the middle of the table is mutton stewed with radish.

Surrounding it are vegetable and egg drop soup, fried loofah, steamed eggplant, and a large basket of potatoes on the kang.

The adults in the family were okay, but the children cheered with joy when they saw that it was meat and eggs.

The Li family's dinner was particularly enjoyable and lively.

Fan Qian's family was not so comfortable.

There were many people and it was not a family. Children were running around noisily, which made Fan Qian very distressed.

After scolding him several times, it had no effect at all. Instead, Aunt Fan and Fan Damu's wife glared at him, feeling that he, as an elder, was harsh on children and could not tolerate children.

Thinking of the old Yaerya rivers and lakes in the past, in this house, they were very careful in everything they did and rushed to do the work. Then compared with the running and fighting in front of him, which was about to overturn the roof, Fan Qian felt his head hurt even more. My body became even weaker.

What's even more terrible is that there is not enough firewood!

On weekdays, firewood is really not worth mentioning. You can just pluck it from anywhere, but now this rainy weather is really terrible.

Aunt Fan, her daughter-in-law and her own mother-in-law have had several quarrels over firewood!

There was a noise almost every meal, and there was a noise about heating water. It was just about who used more thatch and straw, and who took longer to cook.

The mother-in-law at home said again that there was no oil and there was not much salt.

I only dared to eat two meals a day of black noodles and green vegetables, which didn't taste very salty, and my stomach was always hungry.

"Dad, are you really not going to pick up Zhaodi?" Fan Erzhu thought that their relationship with his brother-in-law's family was not good. My uncle was raising Zhaodi. What if he came to ask for food later? There wasn't much food at home.

Fan Dazhu was more concerned about building the dam, "Dad, do we really not care about building the dam? Will the old village come forward and force us to contribute to the sack?"

Fan Qian squatted at the doorstep. The sky was darker than his face, and the rainstorm was more chaotic than his mood.

Hearing his son's words, he said coldly: "If you don't accept it, let your uncle take care of it, and save food for our family.

The old village chief is not the government. Why should we repair it if he asks us to?

Not repairing it is not against the law of nature, and he can't drive us out of the village. What are you afraid of?"

The four eldest sons were relieved after hearing this.

Then they thought that he was just a village chief, but he acted like an official.

Before, their mother pushed Erya down the mountain, and she would be punished if she was reported to the government, so they let the old village chief catch her and compensated her.

That time, it was because Zhang Baldy did something bad and angered the public.

This time is different. They can't put a knife on their necks if they don't want to.

Fan Damu was even more righteous.

They have lost their houses. Why should they build a dam?

What can he do to them if they don't build it? The old village chief can't threaten them even if he wants to.

Compared with building the dam, he was more concerned about where to get firewood and food.

The rainstorm just started, and he had already eaten several meals of porridge, and his stomach had never been full!

When people are hungry, they feel irritated for no reason.

He lay on the bed with his clothes gathered, and wanted to turn over, but found that he couldn't turn over, because there were people on both sides.

The sound of heavy rain outside continued, and the listeners became more annoyed.

Bai Ziqian lay on a large bed with clean and soft bedding. Unlike the beginning when he was squeezed in the thatched house and couldn't stretch his legs straight, now he can stretch his legs as he wants, and roll as he wants.

After finishing a day's homework and eating and drinking, he should have fallen into a good dream, but he suddenly woke up!

He sat up suddenly, gasping with his mouth open.

Cold sweat on his forehead.

In the dream, his father was washed away by the flood.

It's impossible. His father is in the Bai Mansion in Nandu. How could he be washed away by the flood...