Chapter 252: A Rare Food Leads to a Big Disaster
The scene returns to daytime.
The five children took the note given by Lin Sanqi and exchanged wild vegetables for 5 kilograms of corn flour. They were all excited as if they had won 5 million.
Aunt Li also kindly advised:
"Son, take this cornmeal home quickly and store it for your parents. Don't let anyone see you on the street."
No kidding, if someone saw you on the way, they would really come to rob you. In the face of hunger, laws and morals are all bullshit.
Yang Xiaojie, the oldest of the five children, quickly nodded and said:
"I understand, Auntie. We'll go home now."
After saying that, Yang Xiaojie put the food into the basket, grabbed a few handfuls of weeds to cover it up, then held it in his arms and ran towards his village as fast as he could.
How long had it been since these rural children had eaten flour? The steamed cornbread at home was black and tasted like lime powder, not to mention fragrant.
But as she ran, Yang Erni couldn't help herself:
"Brother, I want to eat steamed buns."
The children nearby nodded repeatedly: "Brother, let's go back and secretly steam buns for ourselves."
Children are not stupid. Although 5 jin of corn flour is a lot, their parents will definitely hide it and not let them eat it after taking it home. Even if they share it, with so many people in the family, how much can they eat?
People are selfish, and children are no exception.
Yang Xiaojie was also hungry, but he was already 12 years old and sensible, so he hesitated: "It's not good for us to eat, right?"
My younger brother Yang Xiaoshan said indifferently:
"Brother, these cornmeal are what we earned, what's wrong with us eating them? As long as we don't tell our parents, no one will know."
The other children nodded again: "That's right, we won't tell anyone."
Yang Xiaojie felt a strong pang of hunger in his stomach. He looked around and made up his mind:
"Making steamed buns is too complicated. You need to let the dough rest and knead it. Why don't we just fry it in a pan and add a little salt. The fried flour will also be fragrant."
"Okay, okay, fried noodles are good!"
"Come on, while the adults are all in the fields, let's hurry home."
So the five children hurried back home, closed the door, Yang Xiaoshan lit the fire, and Yang Xiaojie started frying vermicelli.
Soon the aroma wafted out, making the children's saliva flow. Before it could cool down, they took handfuls and ate up a pound of rice noodles in no time.
The rice noodles smell delicious and taste even better, but there is one bad thing: they are too dry. Unless you are extremely hungry, most people really can’t eat them.
The five children were still not satisfied after eating the vermicelli, and all looked at the remaining corn noodles on the table.
Yang Xiaoshan suggested weakly: "Brother, how about we fry some more? If you want to eat, then eat your fill. I'm still hungry now."
"Yes, brother, let's fry some more..."
"The fried noodles are so fragrant, I want some more..."
The little devil in Yang Xiaojie's heart was also tempting him at this time: fry some more, fry half more, and leave half.
People cannot resist temptation. When they are young, they cannot resist the temptation of delicious food. When they are young, they cannot resist the temptation of beautiful women. When they grow up, they cannot resist the temptation of money. When they are old, they cannot resist the temptation of immortality.
So Yang Xiaojie decided to go all out today: "Okay, then let's fry another pound of corn flour."
"Okay, okay, big brother is so nice~~~"
Then the second pound was put into the pot, followed by the third pound, the fourth pound, the fifth pound...
At the same time, old lady Yan Cuihua also happily returned to her home with two scallion pancakes in her arms.
"Master, hurry up and close the gate."
The old man saw the bark in the old woman's basket and cursed angrily:
"It's just some elm bark. Are you afraid someone will come and steal it? Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and cook it. My sons and the others need it to eat tonight."
Old Lady Yan snorted lightly, took out two cakes from her bosom and showed off:
"Nao, let me show you what this is. It's a scallion pancake that's really juicy."
The old man was very surprised when he smelled it: "Where did you get this pancake? Who in our village got rich? They actually fry pancakes with oil? And they are made of white flour."
The old lady pointed to a place not far away and nodded:
"I'm lucky today. I met two young men from the Chinese Medicine Hospital farm on the mountain. These pancakes were given to me by them. Ah Hua, my third sister-in-law and I each got two. After all, we're city people, so we're quite generous."
The old man took the scallion pancake, smelled it, and then reluctantly handed it back to the old lady:
"Share this cake with your grandchildren. There aren't enough for us grown men to share."
"Okay, our two daughters-in-law are really greedy. They ate everything when they got home. I just can't stand such lazy women, huh!"
The old lady was afraid that when her daughter-in-law came back, she would have nothing to eat, so she quickly called her grandchildren over, tore open the scallion pancake with her hands, and began to enjoy it happily.
There is hardly any oil in the countryside all year round, let alone now during this time of famine. Only those who have eaten tree bark can appreciate how delicious scallion pancakes are.
The old lady wanted to share more with her grandchildren, but with the delicious food in front of her, she unconsciously finished the whole pancake by herself, and her eyes kept glancing at the uneaten scallion pancakes in her grandchildren's hands...
But she forgot the key point: if her stomach is in a state of hunger for a long time, the stomach will contract and the secretion of gastric juice will decrease.
After suddenly eating this oily pancake, my stomach couldn't stand the stimulation and I got sick.
Old Mrs. Yan began to vomit. She first vomited out all the scallion pancakes she had eaten. Then she vomited for a while and there was nothing left to vomit, so she finally vomited out yellow water.
After vomiting so violently, Mrs. Yan, who was already very thin, became completely limp and could not even stand. She felt like she was about to die.
The old man and his grandchildren were so scared that they burst into tears.
When his sons ran back from the fields, he was already dying.
As soon as the daughters-in-law smelled the stench in the house, they covered their noses and ran away, not caring about their mother-in-law's life or death. They thought that it would be better if she died so that there would be one less person to feed.
So at the critical moment, the son wants to be his biological son, and the daughter-in-law will despise him, but the son still can't bear to see his mother die.
"Dad, what's wrong with Mom? What did she eat?"
"Your mother became like this after eating scallion pancakes. Oh my, what should I do?"
When the daughters-in-law heard this, they immediately jumped up:
"Well, Dad, we're working our ass off in the fields, and you're eating scallion pancakes at home? Where's the flour? That little oil is all gone, right?"
"That's right, Mom, how could you do this? You ate all the delicious food by yourself?"
"Oh my god, how many scallion pancakes must I have eaten to vomit like this? This conscience is too cruel, isn't it?"
The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared:
"Shut the fuck up, everyone! This scallion pancake was given to us by kind people from the Chinese Medicine Hospital Farm. And your mother didn't eat it alone. Your kids ate it too. Keep your fucking mouths clean!"
When the daughters-in-law heard this, instead of feeling embarrassed, they had an idea:
"Dad, Mom's illness was caused by the people at the Chinese Medicine Hospital. We have to go find them. Besides, they are doctors and have medicine."
"Yes, Dad, we can't just watch Mom die at home. If anyone tells others about this, they'll scold us for being unfilial."
"Every wrong has its perpetrator. If they hadn't given our mom scallion pancakes, would she have been like this?"
For a moment, the Yan family members were arguing with each other.
In Taiping Village next door, when Yang Heshui returned home and opened the gate, he saw his son, daughter, nephews and nieces rolling on the ground.
Yang Heshui was so frightened that he dropped his hoe. "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Dad, my stomach hurts so much!"
"Uncle, help me."
Yang Heshui vomited and sat on the ground: "What did you eat? Tell me quickly, tell me quickly."
People who are extremely hungry will dare to eat anything, especially children. Although there are many wild vegetables in spring, not all of them can be eaten. Some are poisonous.
Every year, many children die from accidentally eating poisonous wild vegetables.
There are many children, and you might say it doesn't matter if one dies, but now all five children are poisoned, which means they are all going to be wiped out. How can that be tolerated?
Soon all the members of the Yang family rushed over.
Suddenly, the Yang family cried loudly, attracting all the neighbors.
If it were 2013, at this moment, we would definitely call 120 immediately to save lives.
But in the rural areas of 1960, when barefoot doctors were not yet popular, if there was an emergency patient at home, people could only wait to die at home and hope for a miracle.
No one thought of sending them to the hospital. Changping County Hospital was not far away, but how could they afford it? And they had five children.
Village Chief Li also rushed to the Yang family and was heartbroken when he saw the child rolling on the ground in pain:
"What did this child eat? Find a way to induce vomiting."
Yang Heshui cried and said, "Village Chief, I've already tried to make them vomit, but I can't. I heard they ate fried flour. The five little kids ate a whole 5 kilograms of fried flour."
The surrounding villagers exclaimed: "Heshui, you actually have so much flour hidden at home?"
"Where does your family get the flour? Don't we all eat in the cafeteria?"
"Village chief, check where they get their flour. My goodness, a child can eat 5 kilograms, which means there must be more at home."
Yang Heshui was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His child at home was about to die, and these people only cared about flour.
There is a saying on the Internet in later generations: Jealousy makes people unrecognizable.
"This flour isn't ours. It was given to us by a young doctor from the Chinese Medicine Hospital farm. My child traded it for wild vegetables. Please be more polite with your words!"
Village Chief Li rolled his eyes and offered an idea:
"We can't blame the people at the Chinese Medicine Hospital for this; they mean well. But the child is in this state, and we're neighbors. We have to help our child, right? Hurry up, everyone, help us send the child to the farm!"
"Okay, listen to the village chief, quickly pull the ox cart out and send him to the Chinese medicine hospital!"
So the two groups of people from the two villages met at the Chinese medicine hospital. In addition to the family members, many villagers also came to watch the fun. For a while, the deserted Chinese medicine hospital farm became bustling.
Lin Sanqi was so scared that he thought the wolves were coming again!
(End of this chapter)
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