Go to the fucking control group. What’s wrong with being cannon fodder? Cannon fodder will also try their best to survive.

"Sister, let's work hard together!"

"Okay, I'll get you some hot water, let's soak our feet and have a good sleep."

After washing the dishes, Song Nuannuan put water in the pot. Now the residual heat has made the water hot enough to wash your feet.

My two younger brothers ran such a long way today, their feet must be sore.

Song Feifei and Song Chengcheng got up quickly. They were big kids now and could fetch water by themselves.

They obediently fetched water to wash their feet, then went back to their room and lay down. They were very tired today, but it felt good to have food, and they would not be hungry anymore.

At this moment, the old man and his family were angry in the empty big house.

The old lady looked towards the back mountain fiercely, "That Song Nuannuan is really despicable, a complete ungrateful person. Now our family has nothing.

Old man, what do you think we should do?

How about we take you to get those things back?"

The old man smoked a cigarette and tapped the pipe hard.

"Everyone in the village has seen that the situation has become so serious. If you continue to snatch it away, we will really be considered the villains who forced the child to death.

Okay, that's it. Go move all the stuff from the old house here tomorrow, and don't help those little bastards anymore. They deserve it even if they starve to death!"

…

Song Nuannuan got up before daybreak. It was around five o'clock. Although she didn't have a watch, Nuannuan remembered that her grandmother told her when she was a child that it was time to get up when the roosters crowed. She would then look at the sky in the distance. If it was almost dawn, it would be five or six o'clock.

The first thing Song Nuannuan did when she got up was to go to the kitchen to boil water, as a lot of boiling water was needed to kill a pig.

After the food is cooked, go and ask the uncles and aunts in the village for help. This is the rule. If you don’t go, how can they come?

All the invited villagers came, and Song Nuannuan even invited Grandpa Ye, the grandfather of the heroine Ye Sang.

What if they were left alone and the heroine thought they were targeting their family? The heroine's halo was too strong, and Song Nuannuan didn't want to cause trouble. At least she didn't think about becoming an enemy of Ye Sang now. Everyone was trying to survive, and it wasn't easy.

Grandpa Ye did not refuse. He took the things and went to help, and asked Grandma Ye Sang to help as well.

Ye Sang looked at Song Nuannuan, who was the same age as her, and felt that she was very strong.

Of course, as the group's favorite, Ye Sang will never understand who is willing to risk everything. In her world, everything is beautiful.

With so many people, it was easy to kill the pig and we finished it off quickly.

Song Nuannuan asked the aunts to make casserole rice with lots of meat, thanking everyone for their care.

Song Nuannuan even asked Song Feifei to bring a piece of meat to the old man and the others.

Song Feifei was a little reluctant. Didn’t they say that they would never have any contact with each other again?

Song Nuannuan talked in Feifei's ear for a long time, and Feifei went reluctantly. Outside the door, he started shouting, "Grandpa, I'm here to bring you the pork leg."

The old man came out with a dark face, "Take it back, I don't want it. I said we will never have anything to do with each other again. We don't want your things."

Song Feifei was very happy to hear this, but her face was a little sad. "Grandpa, it's not that I'm unfilial to you, it's you who doesn't want it. I'm leaving."

After saying that, he ran away, fearing that the old man would regret calling him.

My sister said it was just to save face.

Seeing the bastard running so fast, the old man had nothing to understand. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

"This bastard!"

Everyone enjoyed the butcher knife and helped them hang up the bacon. Then the siblings could smoke it themselves.

After everyone left, they looked at the meat in the kitchen and felt so satisfied.

"Sister, are we considered a wealthy family?"