Wu Muxiang's family is running out of food.
The harvests in the fields have been good in recent years, so there shouldn't be a shortage of food.
But in fact, Wu Muxiang and her daughter Fang Guier were really facing a situation where they had no food to eat.
She was not very strong and could not earn as many work points as an adult male laborer, so she did not get much food either.
Originally, the family had enough food to last until the next grain distribution from the production team. However, at the beginning of the year, her daughter fell seriously ill. Wu Muxiang gritted her teeth and exchanged the family's food for some money and brown sugar. In this way, the last of the food in the family was gone.
It’s not that she doesn’t know how to plan her life, but her daughter needs money for medical treatment and nutrition. If she runs out of food, she can find another way, but her daughter’s life is gone and can never be brought back.
Where can we get food now?
It's summer now, and it's not impossible to find wild vegetables and fruits, but eating too much of them can't replace food and provide the body with sufficient energy. Eating these for a long time will cause health problems, especially for my daughter who has just recovered from a serious illness.
The kind-hearted people in the village took pity on her because she was a widow and helped her a lot.
But she had already borrowed from all the families she could, and they themselves were not well off and had no extra food to give her.
In the village, there were many scoundrels who looked down on her and bullied her because she was a widow, and they had already made enemies with her because of her hatchet.
Her life became even more difficult.
Looking at the empty rice jar, the empty house with no food at all, and even mice not wanting to visit, Wu Muxiang felt waves of despair.
Otherwise, should I go and beg the village chief with a shameless face?
Thinking of the ugly face of the village head's wife and the difficult expression of the village head, Wu Muxiang had no hope in her heart.
Looking at her mother's sad face, Fang Guier already had a vague feeling in her heart that all this was because she had brought a burden to her mother.
She stroked her mother's frowning brows and said, "Don't be sad, Mom. I will be very good."
She didn't want to be abandoned again.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the kitchen. Wu Muxiang immediately ran to check and found a bag of rice on the stove. She picked it up and shook it, and found that it weighed two kilograms.
Someone threw the shiny white rice into her kitchen in a hurry.
Wu Muxiang couldn't help but think: Is God helping her?
This bag of rice could be exchanged for 10 kilograms of sweet potatoes, which, if saved, would be enough for the mother and daughter to eat for several days. But if they used it, would someone come to settle the score?
My daughter's childish voice came from behind: "Mom."
Wu Muxiang's tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. No matter what, she had to get through this difficult time first. Only with food could she survive, and only with life could she think about the future.
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Hua Erniu and his younger brother and sister looked around and carefully found a secluded place at the foot of the mountain.
Facing the confusion on his younger brother and sister's faces, Hua Erniu took out ten hot, snow-white buns from his arms. The bun skins were oily and exuded a mixed aroma of wheat and meat.
"Two per person, eat quickly! After you finish eating, pick some fruit to freshen your breath before going home!"
"Wow, buns!" Hua Xiaodi's eyes lit up and his saliva couldn't help but flow out.
"Brother, where are the buns? Are they meat buns?" Hua Ergou is the second child. After all, he is older and thinks more than his younger brothers and sisters.
He stared at the bun in his brother's hand, swallowing his saliva while trying to keep his composure.
The remaining two sisters, Hua Damei and Hua Ermei, touched their stomachs that were growling with hunger, and looked at the steamed buns, unable to think of anything else.
Baozi, which my parents also made when they were alive, they have eaten before. The soft and fluffy dough has a fragrance, and when they bite into the oily layer inside, the fragrance bursts out of their mouths.
Woo woo woo, they are so hungry, they really want to eat buns...
Hua Erniu didn't say anything. He first gave the buns to his younger brothers and sisters, then took a big bite himself. He was so delicious that he squinted his eyes.
Then he said to Hua Ergou, "Eat quickly, eat first and talk later!"
As soon as his elder brother spoke, Hua Ergou could no longer care about anything else. He finished the buns in three or two bites, and felt his mouth and stomach were extremely comfortable. Although two buns were not enough to fill him up, this was the fullest he had ever felt. His stomach had never been so full.
While eating the buns, Hua Ergou thought of his parents and couldn't help crying.
If their parents were still alive, how could their brothers and sisters be bullied by their uncle's family? If their parents were still alive, they would not have been without food.
When their parents were alive, grandma loved them very much. But after their parents passed away, grandma was afraid of offending their uncle and having no one to take care of her in her old age, so she just watched them, her brothers and sisters, being bullied indifferently without any reaction.
It was as if they were not grandma's grandchildren. From then on, the four of them became children without a home.
Wiping away his tears, Hua Ergou turned his gaze to his elder brother again: "Brother, you still haven't told me how the buns came about!"
Hua Erniu sighed: "You may not believe this, but this bun suddenly appeared in my hand."
Hua Ergou's eyes darkened. "How is this possible? Big Brother, did you sacrifice something to get this?"
"It's true." Hua Erniu explained, "Although I don't know which kind-hearted deity gave these buns to you, I will definitely let you eat buns every day from now on!"
Seeing his elder brother say this, Hua Ergou had no choice but to believe it. After all, he knew that his elder brother had no money at all, and his parents hadn't left him anything valuable. He really couldn't think of any other source of money except for the gods.
Coming out of the dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain, Hua Ergou saw the path leading up the mountain and suddenly smiled, as if he remembered something.
"Brother, I remember seeing Old Yu carrying a hoe into the mountains. I'm afraid he might have secretly cultivated crops there. He doesn't dare to tell anyone about it, so let's go steal some!"
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