Escaping the Famine with 9 Deaths and 1 Life, I Have a System, My Heart Isn't Panicked

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Tang Youyou opened her eyes and found herself an ancient, timid widow. Having been single for over 30 years, she inexplicably skipped marriage and chil...

Chapter 24 Finally had a decent meal

Lin Huahua was a little flattered. Yes, her mother didn't care about them before, but now this bamboo basket of white flour and rice was like a dream.

Reluctantly, he scooped out a few bowls of flour and prepared to knead the dough.

Tang Youyou came into the room, took her bowl, and scooped twice as much flour.

"Mom! How can I finish this?"

"Why can't we finish it? There are eight of us in our family, plus Butcher Zhang and his wife, ten people!"

As he was speaking, Old Man Tang's anxious voice came: "Hu Zi? Hu Zi?"

Tang Youyou slapped his forehead, actually forgetting about his father and brother.

He picked up the bowl and started scooping noodles again, which made Tang's mother's mouth twitch.

"Hehe... Mom, I'll leave the rest to you and Huahua. I'll go out and take a look!"

The yard, which was not big to begin with, became a mess.

Old Man Tang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw people coming out. When he saw so many people just now, he thought something had happened at home again.

"Dad, you're so fast!"

Old Man Tang looked at Tang Wu behind her and asked in confusion: "Why are you here?"

Tang Wu hesitated for a long time and couldn't say anything, looking at Tang Youyou for help.

"Dad, I asked my brother to come!"

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you come and move your things?"

Tang Wu hurried forward to help, but he didn't dare let his father know about his situation. Otherwise, with his hot temper, he would probably rush to Tianxiang Restaurant to cause trouble.

The villagers who had bought the meat gathered together and asked, "Tang, what do you want this grass for?"

Everyone was very confused. These rushes, plantains, lungwort, and some unfamiliar weeds, were they planning to raise pigs or cattle?

Tang Youyou suddenly had an idea: "The mountain people have their own wonderful uses. If you have time, you can pick some for us. I'll take as many as you can."

Someone was very surprised: "What's the price?"

Tang Youyou looked at Old Man Tang.

The latter understood: "Three pounds and one penny!"

"Hiss!" Everyone gasped.

Everyone had different thoughts. What good were lungwort and plantain? Pigs wouldn't eat them.

Rush can be used for weaving, but you have to pull a lot of it. If you are lucky, you can cut twenty or thirty kilograms a day.

Someone frowned: "It's too cheap!"

Tang Youyou did not explain. After all, the weather had been getting hotter and hotter recently, and the small creeks had run out of water. If things continued at this rate, there would definitely be no rice harvest this year.

By that time, not to mention the grass, even the Guanyin soil on the mountain will be scrambled for.

She had to race against time with God to earn more money, otherwise her family would be the only ones left to eat dirt.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone was done.

Yao handed her a wooden box and said, "Count it. It weighs 152 jin (approximately 2000 jin) and 3040 wen (approximately 2000 wen)."

Tang Youyou took the box, counted out fifty coins from it and handed it to her.

"Sister Yao, thanks to you today, I didn't keep the pork leg. Don't complain about it being too little! The meal will be ready soon, so please don't refuse it."

Yao gave her a reproachful look: Who said that Widow Tang was a bullied person? Isn't she a good person?

"Then we will respectfully obey your orders!"

A quarter of an hour later, everyone swallowed their saliva while looking at the dumplings in the bowl.

"What are you all standing there for? Eat quickly! If it's not enough, there's more in the pot!" Tang's mother was very enthusiastic.

Yao waved her hand: "This big bowl is enough!"

The only sound in the room was the slurping of food.

Tang Youyou breathed a sigh of relief: I finally had a decent meal.

Tang's mother brought another bowl and stuffed it into the bamboo basket: "Give it to the child to try!"

Yao pushed it away a little embarrassedly: "How can I feel comfortable eating and taking it at the same time!"

"Youyou is a shy kid. He's an orphan and his mother is a widow. Please take good care of him, fellow villagers!"

"Aunt, look at what you said, this is what I should do!" Yao took the basket and left with Zhang the butcher.

"Mom, the dumplings are so delicious!"

“It would be nice if I could eat it every day, hehe!”

"Mom, can I eat some more?" Xiao Si asked weakly.

Tang Youyou touched his spherical belly and shook his head: "No, if you eat any more, your stomach will burst! Don't worry, mother promises you that we will have meat to eat every day in the future!"

When she said this, the children cheered and no one doubted her.

She took out a backpack and began distributing clothes and shoes.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes red, and some nervously touched their clothes and shoes.

"Are you all stupid? Scrub yourself tonight and wear new clothes tomorrow!"

Lin Huahua reluctantly pushed the clothes forward and said, "Mom, this set of clothes costs more than a hundred coins. I don't want it. I'll return it and exchange it for food."

"Yes, you silly girl, your father and I are old, why do we need new clothes? Return them!"

Several children also pushed clothes in front of her, the meaning was self-evident.

Tang Youyou choked up a little. Is this because he is afraid of being poor?

"No retreat allowed, you have to wear them all, otherwise I will go back to my old appearance."

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked and hugged their clothes tightly, shaking their heads like rattles.

Xiao Si suddenly burst into tears: "No, Mom, don't become the punching bag you used to be. I don't want to be called a wild child, sob sob sob…"

Tang Youyou hugged him and burst into tears: "No, Mom is just scaring you. Our future will get better and better. Believe in Mom!"

Xiao Si stopped crying and said, "I'll listen to you, Mom. Don't be sad..."

As he spoke, he wiped her tears with his clumsy hands.

Seeing this, Old Man Tang sighed and said, "Since it's such a kind gesture from Youyou, we'll just keep it!"

Turning around, he found his second son also holding clothes: "He's a grown man, why are you wasting money on him?"

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