The people of Guoshantun live in poverty, and some families have even resorted to selling their sons and daughters. When faced with this situation, the magistrate would always shake his head helplessly and say, "So be it. The children are yours. If you want to sell them, I, as the magistrate, naturally cannot interfere!"

When Li Yonghe was alive, even in times of hardship, his family never resorted to selling their children. Now, this Jiang woman not only dresses herself up like a young girl, but also wants to sell her son.

Since Li Yonghe died, no one in the family has mentioned the Li family's affairs. Liang Shuyan, holding a bowl of rice porridge, sat on a stone and said while drinking the porridge, "Dashan, we still have some millet, right? Why don't we lend it to Jiang Shi first? In any case, Li Yonghe's death is somewhat related to us."

Jin Dashan's eyes widened immediately, and he put the bowl in his hand aside: "Mother, what are you saying? The coroner said that Li Yonghe was poisoned by mushrooms. Why should we care about the Li family's mess? As long as Jiang can sell Fatty Egg, let her sell him!"

Erniu shook his head: "Mother, I saw that Jiang Shi dressed herself up so neatly, and even had a flower in her hair. Is she trying to sell herself or Fatty Egg?"

Liu wiped her mouth and said, "Alright, everyone knows that when Li Yonghe was alive, this Jiang was always fickle. Now that her husband is dead, she's probably trying to seduce someone else's man, isn't she?"

Li Lanfang sat upright to one side, glanced at Liang Shuyan, and said, "I'm happy that you think this way. After all, when people are in trouble, we should help them however we can!"

The family racked their brains for a while and finally managed to scrape together two pounds of millet.

You have to understand that millet is a staple food for people nowadays. How could two pounds of millet be enough to feed Liang Shuyan's family for several days on thin porridge?

Zhang was a kind woman who didn't speak harshly, so Liang Shuyan sent Zhang to deliver two catties of millet to Jiang.

When Jiang saw the two pounds of millet, she burst into tears, took Zhang's hand and said, "Thank you, Dashan's wife. I never expected your family would be willing to help me."

Sitting to the side, Fatty Egg rubbed his reddened eyes and said happily, "Mom, now that we have food, do you no longer need to sell Fatty Eggs?"

Jiang glared at Fatty: "How long do you think we can eat this little bit of food? We have to sell it. Mother is counting on it. If you can get a good price, Mother won't have to worry about the rest of her life!"

Zhang snatched the rice bag away and said angrily, "What, are you planning to live off selling your son for the rest of your life? My mother said she gave you rice so you wouldn't sell Fatty Egg. I never expected you to have such ulterior motives!"

"No! I won't sell fat eggs anymore! I won't sell them anymore!"

Only then did Zhang stuff the two catties of millet back into Jiang's hands, and leave angrily.

Among the refugees, several people began to discuss: "Old Lady Dashan, what a kind person! We never expected that after such a thing happened, she would still be willing to lend grain to this woman?"

"With the old couple from the Li family gone, Fatty Egg is going to suffer. This time they gave this woman food, but next time, they might have to buy Fatty Egg again!"

A few days later, someone heard Fatty crying again: "Mother, why, why are you selling me? What happened to the millet that Aunt Jin gave us? We've been eating wild vegetable porridge for the past two days. Why are you selling me again?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Your uncle's family has no food left. If I don't sell to you, who will I sell to?"

For many years, Jiang would give any money she had to her family. Her brother was no better; he was lazy and good-for-nothing. He promised to take good care of his mother, but as soon as he got food and money from Jiang, he would kick her out.

When Li Zheng learned of this, he went to confront the woman: "Fatty is your son. Even though your parents-in-law are no longer here, you can't just decide to sell Fatty on your own!"

Soon, news spread that Jiang had helped her brothers from her maternal family. When Liang Shuyan heard this, she angrily went to find Jiang.

"I gave you grain so you wouldn't sell fat eggs. What, you're giving my grain to your family now? Where's my two pounds of grain? Hand it over!"

Liang Shuyan was no pushover either; she plopped down on a nearby rock and began arguing with Jiang.

“I gave it to my family. My mother lives alone and it’s not easy for her. My younger brother also has to take care of my mother, so I gave the grain to my younger brother!”

“I gave you food so that you and Fatty could live a good life. You actually gave the food to your family. Now, why don’t you come with me and see what your brother and sister-in-law are eating?”

The people from Guoshantun and Kaoshantun were part of the same refugee group. To find the people from Kaoshantun, you only need to walk twenty meters north.

From afar, Jiang's younger brother handed a bowl of rice to his wife, saying, "Wife, look, this was sent by that idiot. He told us to take good care of that old codger, but now that we're suffering from famine, who cares about that old codger!"

Jiang never imagined that her own brother had been lying to her all along. He said he would take good care of their mother, but in reality, he was just giving all the good food to his wife.

Jiang's eyes reddened with anger: "Why? How could this beast treat my mother like this?"

The old woman sitting next to me, with her white hair, lay there, trembling slightly.

"You saw it all, didn't you? Your brother is a complete ingrate. Are you sure it's worth selling Fatty Egg for someone like that?"

Jiang glanced at Liang Shuyan and said excitedly, "Thank you. If you hadn't brought me here to see this, I don't know how much more stuff I would have given to that beast for nothing."

"Come on, I'll take you there. Now that we've found out, why not just break the ice and take your mother away? Anyway, now it's just you and Fatty left in your family. Can't you take good care of your mother yourself?"

Jiang strode over and grabbed the ungrateful wretch: "You beast, didn't you promise to take good care of Mother? Why won't you let Mother eat the things I gave you?"

"At your age, why waste food? Since you've discovered it, then take this old man away!"

Liang Shuyan never expected that this seemingly respectable man would call her mother an old hag. She couldn't control her anger and grabbed the man, clenching her fists and slapping him repeatedly.

"You, you dare to hit me?"

"I don't want to hit you, you disgusting thing. Your mother raised you all these years, and not only do you not take good care of your mother, you also call her an old thing. Don't you ever get old?"

Jiang had given all the grain and silver she had provided to this beast. Liang Shuyan stared at the grain on the ground and said, "Jiang, what are you waiting for? Take all this grain and silver with you. We can't let this ingrate get away with it!"