After finishing their meal, Zhang Tingting and Guo Jianjun prepared to start gathering firewood.
In addition to branches, the two people also started digging tree roots. The young couple took out their things and started preparing to dig them out.
Both of them carried loads full of things, and put the rest into their personal storage space.
Guo Jianjun said to Tingting, "Wife, in our time, let's not have children. Look at this era, every family is hungry, and there haven't been any newborns in a long time."
"If we have a child at this time, it will attract too much attention and others will think that we have extra food in our family."
"I understand, husband," Zhang Tingting said, bowing her head.
"We both need to be careful about what we eat. If we eat too well, others will be thin while we are fat. That's definitely not normal."
"Hubby, that's not a long-term solution. You said no one dares to eat at home. When can we get food out to eat?"
"Let's see what the situation is and what excuse we can use to get the things out of the space, and then we can take them back home."
The two men returned home, carrying a lot of branches and roots. After packing them up, they returned to the house.
It was a really cold day. The two of them came home late, and everyone in the family had already finished eating.
"Uncle, Grandma has put your food in the kitchen for you to eat when you come back," Zhao Di said.
"Okay, I understand."
The two went back to the kitchen and brought the food into the house. Zhang Tingting looked at the lunch and said, "Honey, I'll put these three sweet potatoes into my spatial storage."
Now at home, men eat two sweet potatoes and women eat one. Eating too much of this will cause heartburn.
"Hey, husband, why don't we go to the mountain again tomorrow and see if we can find some excuse to get some food. I think this family has either sweet potatoes or vegetable dumplings."
"Don't underestimate this vegetable dumpling. In the current situation, it's not easy to even get to eat a vegetable dumpling."
“Our family has a lot of labor and earns a lot of work points, but with so many people, we also have a lot to eat, so we have to tighten our belts,” Guo Jianjun said.
"Honey, how about we go up the mountain again tomorrow and see if we can figure out a way to study the things in the space? We can also sneak in some extra food tonight, otherwise we won't be able to sleep if we're too hungry."
"Okay, I'll continue to tell Mom we're going up the mountain tomorrow."
Guo Jianjun was preparing to heat the kang (a traditional heated brick bed). It was a very cold day, so he went out to get some dry branches and brought them back inside to start a fire. After a while, it finally got a little warm.
Tingting wanted to take out the quilts in the space in the house. It was too cold that day, and the cotton in these quilts had been aging for too long and was not warm enough.
I decided to find the original quilt cover, put the new quilt inside, take it out when I go to bed at night, and put the quilt back into the space when I get up in the morning.
After all, if my family found out, I wouldn’t be able to explain it clearly.
During dinner time, Wang Chunhua, the old lady who was in charge of the family's food, came out of the house, gave the food to her second son's wife, and asked her to start cooking.
When the meal was ready, everyone sat down at the table. Each person had a bowl of sweet potato leaf and coarse grain porridge, and each person also had a vegetable dumpling.
Zhang Tingting endured the feeling in her mouth and swallowed slowly. Zhaodi and Pandi, who were eating very fast and were very hungry, drooled at the sight of Zhang Tingting's vegetable dumplings.
Tingting looked at the two thin children and divided the vegetable dumplings in her hand into two portions and gave them both.
"I want some too. I'm not full from milk either. I want to eat eggs," said the eldest brother's child.
"Grandma's beloved grandson, I'll boil an egg for you in two days. Eat first. No, you have to eat now. Otherwise, get out," Guo Jianguo shouted at his son.
Seeing his father's attitude, Zhu Zi didn't dare to speak and lowered his head to eat the vegetable dumplings.
"Mother, we still have grain at home. We can't stand eating this every day," the second son said.
What's wrong? Don't you want to live like this anymore? We have to be careful with our food in this situation. Spring planting hasn't even started yet, and we don't know when this will end.
The second son lowered his head and didn't say anything. The men in the family were all very thin, and there was nothing they could do. They were lucky to have something to eat and drink.
Guo Jianjun saw this, lowered his head and finished the porridge in the bowl in one gulp, then ate the vegetable dumpling in one bite, and said to everyone, "We're done eating."
The two of them then got off the table and went back inside.
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