Things like feeling sad about the passing of time have always been the privilege of the rich. It is hard enough for the poor to survive, so how could they have time to grieve?
Zhang Xiaonv followed Lin Wenxuan into the fields, rushing to harvest this year's new grain, and then they had to rush to plant after harvesting.
Since the end of last year, large-scale self-defense forces have been organized in various parts of Yuezhou to fight guerrilla warfare against the Japanese. They also have this year, and they move around from time to time to fight the Japanese and the puppet army.
If the Japanese took away a grain of rice from the villagers, they would curse and swear, but if the Self-Defense Forces passed by, they would definitely invite them to have a meal.
In short, there is someone in charge, so farmers can feel more at ease.
Zhang Xiaonu hadn't even wiped away her tears when she was already cutting rice in the field.
She was absolutely worried about letting Yulan stay at home with her mother, so she tied her with a rope under a big tree. There was more than one child under the tree, and there were children from several other families sitting in a row, so she had some company.
As for whether they poop, pee, or stuff mud into their mouths while sitting there...it won't kill anyone, so the adults don't care.
Liang Shengdi is now like a breathing puppet. She can neither cry nor laugh. She sits or lies on the bed in a daze every day. She can still take care of herself, but her flexibility has disappeared.
Lin Wenxuan took the first batch of rice he had dried back home and cooked it for Liang Shengdi. To ensure everyone had enough to eat, he scooped out a whole pot of white rice, which was so fragrant that it was almost cloying.
Liang Shengdi ate slowly at first, but later on, she ate faster and faster, tears streaming down her face as she ate. By the end, she was retching, but she was still stuffing food into her mouth. Lin Wenxuan stopped her.
"Shengdi, Shengdi, that's enough, stop eating!"
"Why don't you give me food? Why won't you give me food?" Liang Shengdi cried out in despair. "If I eat, I'll have milk! If I eat, I'll have the strength to feed him!"
"Give it to me! Give me the bowl! I'm not full yet!"
This was the first time Liang Shengdi spoke after losing her child, and the room was filled with silence as soon as she spoke.
Lin Wenxuan finally added some water to her rice to soften it, and then watched her eat the remaining rice bit by bit, and then fell asleep while burping.
After Liang Shengdi's complete breakdown, she was in a daze for several days, suffering from fever and vomiting. The old doctor said it was a heart disease, and taking medicine would only waste money to ease her mind and would not cure the root cause.
Lin Wenxuan had to work in the fields during the day and take care of his sick wife at night. He became so thin that he was just a skeleton.
Some older men in the village would secretly tell him, forget it, don't worry about it, it's fate, your wife will not survive.
Lin Wenxuan treated them as if they were talking nonsense. He gave them medicine when necessary and fed them when necessary, never giving up.
Zhang Xiaonv would cry all night long while holding her granddaughter, but she never told her son not to worry about her sick daughter-in-law.
Although cheap things really don’t have good quality, since we have picked them up and brought them home, we are a family. There is no reason for family members to ignore each other.
Little Yulan didn't know why her grandmother kept crying, but she was unhappy when she cried. At first, she would cry with her grandmother, but after crying for so long, she couldn't cry anymore.
Grandma was crying, so she threw herself into her grandma's arms and fell asleep.
Finally, after this difficult summer passed, Liang Shengdi survived. She seemed to have figured things out and no longer thought about the past. She even slowly began to smile.
I still don't like to work.
Every day I would sit by the door yawning, sharing half a sweet potato with Xiao Yulan, looking at the sky and feeling the breeze, and we could eat for the whole afternoon.
Zhang Xiaonv would be anxious when she couldn't get out of bed, but when she was fine, she couldn't help but curse at her lazy and boneless appearance.
"You're such a lazy idiot! Your butt weighs three pounds! And you're just growing on the ground! Day after day..."
Liang Shengdi, clutching a handful of sweet potato peels, pointed to the empty corner of the yard and asked lazily, "Where's the chicken?"
"We sold them to the devils for food!" Zhang Xiaonu replied angrily, "You don't work every day and yet you eat so much. How will you get food if you don't sell the chickens?"
Liang Shengdi casually replied "Oh", then stuffed the sweet potato peel back into her mouth, not wanting to waste it.
Little Yulan sat on the side, scratching her head and looking at the sweet potato. She always felt something was wrong. She remembered that her grandmother took the chicken and first exchanged it for a big silver round potato. Then she took the big round potato to buy medicine. She brought the medicine home and boiled it. It smelled very bitter, and then her father gave it to her mother to drink.
Hmm... no change of food?
Could it be that she didn't see clearly because she was sitting in the basket? Did grandma change the food?
The little girl was full of doubts. She couldn't even complete a sentence, let alone jump out to refute what Zhang Xiaonv said.
In the end, she followed Liang Shengdi's example and stuffed the small half of the sweet potato in her hand into her mouth.
The mother and daughter both had puffy mouths like little hamsters. They looked at each other and giggled together.
When Lin Wenxuan came back, he saw this scene and wiped the sweat off his body. He felt that the sweat he had shed that day was not too tiring.
"You're back!" Zhang Xiaonv was holding a broom in her hand. When she saw her son coming back, she quickly put it against the wall and turned to walk towards the kitchen. "I'll go get you some porridge. It's still hot in the pot!"
Ever since Lin Wenxuan and Zhang Xiaonv had a big fight on the mountain, the family's food has improved a lot. The usual meals have been upgraded from a choice of porridge, gruel, and sweet potatoes to sweet potato porridge with wild vegetables.
"Daddy!" Little Yulan rushed over happily.
"Hey! Nannan!"
"Daddy, are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry! What did Yulan eat? Did she leave anything for Daddy?"
"Shushu! Zhouzhou!"
"Yeah! You left so much for Daddy? Are you full?"
"Um!"
Liang Shengdi looked up at Lin Wenxuan holding the child. Lin Wenxuan also looked down and patted her head.
"Are you full?"
Liang Shengdi nodded, "I'm full."
Lin Wenxuan had heard these two words from Liang Shengdi while drinking chicken soup on their wedding day, which showed how precious these two words were to her.
But these days, Liang Shengdi says this every day.
No one bothers to investigate the authenticity of the matter. Being full is a good thing, so there is no need to dig into the details.
"That's good. The chestnuts over there are almost ripe. I'll go get some and we can have chestnut rice again... Nannan, do you want some chestnuts?"
Little Yulan didn't know what chestnuts were at all. She just clapped her hands happily when her father asked her if she wanted to eat them.
“Yes! Yes!”
"Then call me daddy again."
"Daddy! Daddy!"
"Hey! Good girl!"
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