After a while, there was a red mark on Huang Cuicui's forehead, which looked scary.
Gao Xiaotao reached out and forcefully lifted Huang Cuicui up from the ground.
Huang Cuicui didn't want to get up, but how could she compare to Gao Xiaotao in strength?
So she was pulled up reluctantly.
"Xiao Tao, I really have no other choice, otherwise I would not have come to see you..." Huang Cuicui said while sobbing. Her thin cheeks and the red marks on her forehead made her look very pitiful.
Gao Xiaotao pursed her lips. Xiao Shitou was still a baby, and she couldn't just watch him die.
After thinking for a while, she said, "Sister-in-law, my family doesn't have much food left, but we still have five kilograms of millet left from the last food distribution. You can take it back and make porridge for Xiao Shitou."
A child can't eat much. Millet porridge is nutritious, and when paired with porridge like sweet potatoes, it can always fill the stomach.
Five kilograms of millet is enough for one or two months of eating, of course, this is only the amount for Xiao Shitou to eat alone. Gao Xiaotao will not give more.
Gao Xiaotao also has better things, but they are not suitable to be taken out.
Huang Cuicui frowned. What could five kilograms of millet do?
Gao Xiaotao was a little unhappy when she saw Huang Cuicui didn't say anything: "How much can a little kid like Xiao Shitou eat? This is all I have. Isn't it enough if you take all of it out?"
Millet is also a fine grain. The price of this grain on the black market has skyrocketed. It is a good thing that you cannot necessarily buy even with money.
All in all, the value is not low.
Huang Cuicui stammered, lowered her head, and said timidly: "You know, there are many people in our family. Not only the children, but also the adults don't have much to eat. Can you lend me some more..."
Grandpa Wang's family is indeed a large family, and with more people they earn more. Besides, he has a good skill in making furniture, so he can save a lot of money on weekdays, which makes him much better off than other families in the village.
Ordinary families in Qingshan Village are not at the end of their rope now, so is Grandpa Wang in such a difficult situation?
Gao Xiaotao had a hunch that something was wrong.
So she asked tentatively, "How much food do you still lack?"
Huang Cuicui heard Gao Xiaotao ask this and thought she was convinced by her words. Her eyes lit up and she said, "Not much. Just give me coarse grains. Five hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes or other grains will do. I won't be picky."
Huang Cuicui didn't notice Gao Xiaotao's expression change, and she kept chattering happily: "Xiaotao, I knew you were a good person, and it was right to come to you. When Xiao Shitou grows up, I will let him kowtow to you, you..."
"sister in law--"
Huang Cuicui was interrupted by Gao Xiaotao halfway through her words.
“What—what happened?”
"You really don't consider yourself an outsider. You ask for 500 kilograms of food as soon as you open your mouth. You think too highly of me, and you think too highly of yourself." Gao Xiaotao's eyes turned cold and she said sarcastically.
The black market price of 500 kilograms of grain, even coarse grains, has tripled to 40 cents per kilogram, and is now worth about 200 yuan.
Even workers in the city only earn this much in a year, but Huang Cuicui dared to borrow so much food as soon as she arrived.
The key point is that there is no friendship between them, so how could Huang Cuicui dare to ask this?
If Village Chief Yang and his family came to borrow money, Gao Xiaotao would lend it to them without saying a word.
But why does Huang Cuicui have the right?
Out of consideration for the poor child, she was not satisfied with just five kilograms of millet and instead asked for five hundred kilograms of grain.
"Xiao Tao, what...what do you mean?" Huang Cuicui said stutteringly.
Gao Xiaotao is tall, much taller than Huang Cuicui. At this moment, she looked at Huang Cuicui with cold eyes, which brought a strong sense of oppression. Huang Cuicui was a little scared.
"What do I mean?" Gao Xiaotao said lightly, "Sister-in-law, my temple is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you. You should go somewhere else."
After saying that, Gao Xiaotao wanted to close the door and go in.
Huang Cuicui got anxious when she saw this, and hurriedly pulled Gao Xiaotao back, "Xiaotao, what's wrong? Five hundred kilograms of food is not a lot for you and Feng Zhiqing..."
She still felt that she was going to get less. She saw it clearly when the grain was distributed. Feng Zhiqing and Gao Xiaotao pulled a whole cart back, not to mention that they also made a lot of money from selling medicinal herbs...
Fortunately, Gao Xiaotao didn’t know what Huang Cuicui was thinking, otherwise she would have been disgusted by her shamelessness.
Gao Xiaotao smiled without emotion, "Some other families in the village are rich, and some have plenty of food."
There are indeed a few families in Qingshan Village who are well off because some of their family members are working as workers.
"If you like someone's, go ask them for it. See if they're willing to give it to you."
Huang Cuicui felt a little embarrassed by this. The year was bad, so why would anyone be willing to give her food?
Didn't she come to ask Gao Xiaotao for help just because she saw that she was young and soft-hearted?
Everything was fine at the beginning. She was willing to give me food, but for some reason she became unwilling now.
Huang Cuicui certainly doesn’t think she is asking for too much.
After Gao Xiaotao finished speaking, she didn't plan to pay any attention to her and prepared to close the door.
But Huang Cuicui would not give up and stuck her hand in the crack of the door, making it impossible to close the door.
"Huang Cuicui!" Gao Xiaotao was really angry this time, "What on earth do you want to do? You force me to borrow something like this?!"
"If you don't let go, I'll throw you out!"
The house Feng Lingyu bought was located in a remote area, only a hundred meters away from the nearest Sun Yiming's home, not to mention other families in the village.
So Huang Cuicui felt justified in playing dirty because no one would see it.
"Xiao Tao, please, please give me some more!" Huang Cuicui used the same old trick, raising her eyebrows and drooping her eyes as she begged, "If you think 500 kilograms is too much, then give me 400 kilograms, or even 300 kilograms!"
"I haven't had a full meal for a long time. I'm so hungry," Huang Cuicui said as she lifted up her sleeves. "Look, I really don't have any meat on my body. If this continues, I really won't live long!"
"Please, Xiaotao, please help me..."
Huang Cuicui cried with tears and snot.
Gao Xiaotao looked at her wrists. Due to her thin clothing, her skin had turned purple from the cold. The bones in her wrists were protruding, with only a layer of skin clinging to the bones. She looked hideous and scary.
She didn't lie, she really looked like she hadn't eaten a full meal in a long time.
However, thinking of Huang Cuicui's greed, Gao Xiaotao forced herself to harden her heart, "Sister-in-law, you are making things difficult for me. Let alone 300 or 400 kilograms of food, I can't even take out 30 or 40 kilograms of food."
"If you want it, there's only five pounds of millet for Xiao Shitou."
"If you think it's too little, I don't have any more. You can go to other places and maybe they can find something better."
Huang Cuicui gritted her teeth. She didn’t expect Gao Xiaotao to be so cruel. She was so pitiful, but he was unwilling to lend her even a little food!
"If you don't lend it to me, I will crash to death here today. I have no way to survive anyway, so let God punish you for being such a heartless person who watched someone die without helping!" Huang Cuicui screamed in a shrill voice.
Huang Cuicui opened her eyes wide, with the whites of her eyes occupying two-thirds of her eye sockets, looking quite crazy.
After shouting this, Huang Cuicui closed her eyes and rushed straight to the gate. From the look of her posture, she really intended to kill herself here.
Just when Huang Cuicui’s head was about to hit the door, a white hand suddenly stretched out.
Huang Cuicui only felt her hair being tightly grasped, her scalp feeling severe pain, and then she was forced to stop rushing forward.
A lazy and extremely cold voice sounded in her ears: "If you want to die, stay away."
"Don't dirty my place!"
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