The old lady of the Ma family came secretly to find Lin Wenxuan, and Lin Wenxuan happened to be given a piece of horse meat and was walking towards his own cave.
Old Mrs. Ma said she still had food at home.
Lin Wenxuan raised his eyebrows, wanting to know what she wanted to say specifically.
Old Mrs. Ma smiled awkwardly, knowing that her family was now one of the disliked people. She came here to repay her gratitude and to avoid attracting other people's dissatisfaction.
"My old man didn't take all the grain bags before he went down the mountain. He hid them halfway up the mountain... Only a small part was stolen at the foot of the mountain. I've asked my son and daughter-in-law to get them now..."
"I came here to say thank you for what I said, Wenxuan. Um, didn't Village Chief Lin say we'd need you to sign a pledge to borrow grain? I thought we could pair up with yours! That way, you'd have completed your mission without having to take any grain out..."
This is a good idea. Miss Zhang was just worrying about how to escape this disaster, and Mrs. Ma came to her house on her own initiative, which can be regarded as a reward for the Lin family's kindness.
That night, Zhang Xiaonv seemed to have suddenly come to her senses. She cooked a thick pot of horse meat porridge and kept asking Liang Shengdi to eat it. Liang Shengdi began to wonder if they would all die together tomorrow.
"Even though we're colluding with the Ma family... oh no, we're collaborating, but our food supply hasn't been reduced at all. People will definitely get suspicious."
"I've figured it out. Instead of giving it to someone else, it's better to keep it in my belly. That way, the baby in Shengdi's belly can be stronger!"
"Yulan! Eat quickly! This is meat! Wenxuan, you should eat it too! Hey, don't give all the meat to your wife, is she going to treat herself badly?!"
Fortunately, not many of the people who had originally gone down the mountain stayed on the mountain, and half of them unfortunately fell into the hands of the bandits. If we really need to provide food relief, it would only be a matter of giving each family an extra pair of chopsticks.
The Lin family's direct connection with the entire Ma family was a boon to the village and a relief to its burden. When Zhang Xiaonu took her children out to collect firewood, they would always give her a few extra sticks.
Because we don’t know when these days will end, we have started to cultivate the arable land on the mountain. We are planting seeds now and rushing to harvest in autumn. Maybe we can even harvest some extra sweet potatoes and potatoes, so at least we won’t starve to death in the winter.
Liang Shengdi touched her belly, sat at the entrance of the cave and looked at the sky, feeling particularly calm.
She felt that the mountain was her blessed land. Look, magnolias grow on the mountain, they are so healthy.
This child should be able to grow up smoothly, right?
She's much stronger now than last time. If she must be breastfed, then as long as she has food, it should be fine, right?
Liang Shengdi had good intentions, but God probably really didn't like her and didn't want to do things according to her wishes.
Years ago, when the weather was the driest, the foot of the mountain was set on fire.
Some said it was the bandits who came to seek revenge, since they had killed some of the bandits themselves. Others said it was bandits who came to loot and, unable to find anyone, set fire to the place to force them out. Or perhaps it was someone passing by, squatting at the foot of the mountain smoking, and sparks flew onto the leaves.
Whatever the reason, it caught fire.
It was the coldest time of the year, and the men who were patrolling the mountain had become lax and had failed to take precautions in advance, so the fire almost spread around the mountain and up.
Liang Shengdi was about to give birth and her belly was very big. It was impossible for Lin Wenxuan to carry her on his back. The mountain road was steep and difficult to walk on. If he carried her on his back, they would just fall down together.
Liang Shengdi could only carry her big belly and hold Lin Wenxuan's hand as she stumbled down the mountain path. Someone behind her kept urging her, "Hurry up! If the fire comes up soon, everyone will die!"
Zhang Xiaonv was also afraid that something might happen to Liang Shengdi, so she was carrying a large bag on her back. She held Yulan in one hand and carried the remaining bag of grain in the other. While arguing with the people behind her, she stood firmly behind Liang Shengdi.
The more Liang Shengdi walked, the more her stomach ached. She felt like she was about to give birth.
"My dear ancestors! You must be patient! The mountain is on fire! You can at least wait until you get down there and regenerate again!"
What else could Liang Shengdi do? She could only try to move forward quickly. But she couldn't hold back the familiar urge to poop!
After finally stepping out of the foot of the mountain, Liang Shengdi's cotton pants were soaked inside and out. She held Lin Wenxuan's hand tightly, "I can't hold it anymore... I can't hold it anymore..."
Lin Wenxuan threw down the grain bag on his shoulder, picked up Liang Shengdi and carried her horizontally, then quickly rushed towards his house. Behind him, Zhang Xiaonv quickly picked up her own grain bag, shouted to Yulan to follow closely, and rushed in that direction.
The newborn was almost dropped to the ground, but luckily his father ran faster.
Liang Shengdi had just been placed on the stone bed when the baby's head came out. When Zhang Xiaonu ran over, the stone bed was already covered in blood.
"Go boil some water! And get some scissors! Bring me the scissors!"
Zhang Xiaonv pushed away Lin Wenxuan, who was standing at a loss beside the bed, and no longer cared about the taboos of yin energy and yin blood, and urged him to get to work.
Then he directed Yulan to help her take out all the rotten quilts and clothes from the bag on her back.
His ancestors, the Lin family had been burned down again. Now, besides the slate, there was a pile of burnt ashes on the slate bed. There was a hole in the roof, and the windows were leaking drafts. It was the twelfth lunar month!
Liang Shengdi's pants had been taken off when the baby came out, and now she was shivering with cold. And the child, upon entering this world, breathed in the icy wind and was almost unable to cry.
Zhang Xiaonv covered the mother and daughter with the quilt and urged Lin Wenxuan to use the scissors.
Only after cutting the umbilical cord did I start to think about checking the gender of the baby.
"Why is it another girl..." Zhang Xiaonv muttered as she wiped the child clean with hot water, wrapped her up and placed her next to Liang Shengdi.
"That means your trick of getting Yulan and Zhaodi to do that didn't work!"
Liang Shengdi replied with chattering teeth, and hugged her little daughter who was still crying loudly.
"Mom...I'm hungry..."
Zhang Xiaonv: "...Why didn't you say you were hungry when you gave birth? Are you hungry now? Wait! The stove is collapsed! I'll make it for you once it's fixed!"
"Forget it, it's okay if it's a girl. You can just have another one when she grows up." Zhang Xiaonv tucked the quilt in for her, then turned her head and looked around the room, wanting to curse the Buddha again.
"Wenxuan! Go see if Dashan has arrived yet. If he does, quickly call him to come and help us clean up the house! Shengdi just gave birth. If we continue to brag about the confinement period like this, everything will be ruined!"
Dashan's family was also half collapsed, but when his mother heard that Liang Shengdi had given birth, she knew the priorities and urged Dashan to go and help.
"Wenxuan! Tell your mom if you need any help, and I'll be right over!"
"Hey! Auntie! I know! Thank you!"
"We've lived together for so many years, generation after generation! What are you thanking me for?"
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