Hearing this, Zhao Dafu nodded. He was happy that his son was happy with the food.

In his eyes, the village chief's words were like fart and were of no use at all.

Even after Zhao Dafu sold the grain, he urged the villagers to sell the grain with him. After all, the most important thing is to have money in hand.

Some villagers are worried that if they don't listen to the village chief, they will make him angry.

Zhao Dafu looked at them and spoke with reason and evidence.

“Since ancient times, the brave die of overeating, while the timid die of starvation.

The village chief cannot make the right decisions on everything.

If it's because of the village chief's words, when the new grain arrives, the old grain at home will be worthless."

Some villagers could not resist Zhao Dafu's temptation and exchanged their food for money.

But some people did not have the courage and chose to listen to the village chief.

Zhao Dafu often called those people cowards in private, saying that they deserved not to get any meat.

Zhao Dafu was just halfway asleep when he was woken up by the sound of hail outside. He walked to the window and fell to the ground with weak legs.

At this time, Zhao Dafu's wife was wiping her tears and pulling Zhao Dafu's clothes and scolding him.

"The village chief has already told you not to buy grain, not to buy grain.

Now the crops in the fields have been destroyed, and you still sold the grain.

What are we going to eat? Are we going to starve to death?

Zhao Dafu was already annoyed enough at this time. After hearing what his wife said, he shook off her hand, squatted down with a painful look on his face and covered his head.

He was also confused and didn't know what to do.

Grandma Zhao also woke up at this time. After seeing the hail, she held on to the wall to steady herself, rushed to Zhao Dafu's room, and looked at Zhao Dafu who was curled up in a ball.

"Didn't you say it was okay? What are you doing now?

Why sell the food? What should we do next? Will God leave us any chance of survival?

This is going to drive an old woman like me to death!"

The family members were enjoying the meat one after another, but now that the food is gone, they blame themselves.

Zhao Dafu looked impatiently at Grandma Zhao who was crying loudly beside him.

"Hahaha, didn't you ask me to sell the remaining food?

Aren’t you letting your eldest grandson eat meat?

The meat is gone and you blame me. How can such a good thing happen in this world? "

Seeing that his family was about to quarrel again, Zhao Dafu stood up, steadying himself and said.

"Okay, stop making trouble. I'm going to the kitchen to see how much food we have left. Let's tighten our belts from now on."

After saying this, Grandma Zhao and Zhao Dafu's wife followed Zhao Dafu into the kitchen.

Looking at the remaining grain, Zhao Dafu silently planned which family in the village he could borrow some food from to get through the next few days.

Compared with Zhao Dafu's family, Chen Hua's family is even more desperate.

Chen Hua was the first to be woken up. Seeing this scene, she screamed subconsciously.

Chen's father and mother were woken up by Chen Hua's screams, and before they had time to blame Chen Hua.

Looking at the hail, Chen's mother turned pale instantly and fainted with a scream.

Father Chen supported Mother Chen while pinching her philtrum.

At this time, Chen's mother woke up and came over to see the hailstones as big as fists. She beat Chen's father and cursed him.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault!

Now, I told you not to sell the grain, but if you do, your whole family will starve to death!"

Father Chen listened to Mother Chen's scolding and his daughter's crying, lowered his head, and his lips trembled, unable to utter a word.

What could he say? He hadn't expected hail.

At this time, He's mother also reacted, holding He's father's hand and said nervously.

“It’s over, the villagers in the village have all stored food.

But we don’t have any food stored at home, and we are waiting to distribute it after the bride comes home.”

Hearing this, He's father also reacted. They had just arrived in this village this year and had no old grain at home.

Apart from the food Zhou Xin had sent before and the food bought from the village chief, they probably didn't have much food at home now.

After their house was searched, they went to the cave and moved the food back.

At this time, Chen's mother hurried to the kitchen and was puzzled after looking at the vats of rice and flour.

Why doesn’t the food at home seem to be decreasing? Or for a family of five, the food is decreasing too slowly, isn’t it?

But the kitchen has always been managed by Chen's mother, and she couldn't understand it.

At this time, I was actually thankful that there was still so much food at home.

At least the family can survive for two months with this food.

After the hail stopped, everyone walked out of the house carefully.

Looking at the dense lumps of ice on the ground, he carefully kicked them away with his feet.

I walked on the road and rushed to the fields. It was so dark that I couldn't see the road clearly, but I still stumbled to the fields.

Looking at the crops that were about to be harvested, they were all hit by hail and stuck in the soil, mixing with the soil and ice.

The old man, who was a little excited, was already kneeling in the field.

While wiping away tears, he picked up the grains with heartache and cursed the injustice of God.

At this time, the village chief was standing in the field, looking at the villagers crying and wailing, he calmed himself down and spoke loudly.

"Listen to me, it's already happened. There's no point crying and complaining about it. Staying alive is more important than anything else."

As soon as the village chief finished speaking, Father Chen fell to the side, shaking his head and speaking in pain.

"So what if I'm alive?

If you have nothing to eat, you will starve to death.

Even eating tree bark and grass roots might not be enough to survive."

Hearing what Chen's father said, the village chief turned his head with a serious face and looked at Chen's father fiercely.

"Has your family's old grain been sold?"

After hearing this, Chen's father didn't know what to say. If he told the truth, the village chief would be furious. If he didn't tell the truth, the family would not even have enough to eat.

At this time, the village chief was furious seeing Chen's father still hesitating and not telling the truth.

"Still, are you still going to hide it from me?

Then just wait to starve to death in the village and don't come to me!"

Hearing this, Father Chen spoke hurriedly to the village chief.

"I was wrong, village chief, I was just confused at that time.

I thought that if I sold the grain, new grain would be available soon, so there would be no delay.

I didn’t expect this to happen!”

After hearing this, the village chief looked at Chen's father and whispered.

“I won’t argue with you about this now.

Tell me how much old food is left in your house now!"

At this time, Father Chen moved his lips and spoke in a low voice.

"There's still a month's supply left."