But since the village chief Wang Hongjie did not ask any questions, they naturally did not dare to say anything more.
We walked to Shimatou Village in silence.
The cowshed where Su Miaomiao lives now is at the entrance of the village. When the ox cart was under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, she jumped off the cart.
"Village chief, thank you for sending me here." Su Miaomiao expressed her gratitude.
"You saved our Goudan, and I should thank you." Wang Hongjie was becoming more and more satisfied with Su Miaomiao.
Who doesn't like a young man who is both capable and humble?
"Then I'll go home first. I've been out for such a long time and my family must be worried." Su Miaomiao said goodbye to them.
"Okay, let's go quickly." Wang Hongjie nodded.
Su Miaomiao then walked towards her own cowshed holding the cloth bag in her arms.
Wang Hongjie also called on his people to prepare to return home.
On the way there, Wang Qingshan couldn't help but ask his father.
"Dad, that girl was sent down to the countryside for reform, how could she have money to go to the supply and marketing cooperative? Her bag is bulging, she must have bought a lot of things." Wang Qingshan couldn't help swallowing his saliva as he spoke.
This harvest was not good, and he had never had a full meal in his life.
Just now, when he sat next to Su Miaomiao, he felt like he could smell the aroma of rice and meat wafting from her bag.
"Don't bother with them. If it weren't for her, Goudan would have died." How could Wang Hongjie not know what his son was thinking.
“I didn’t mean to take advantage of them. I just thought that if they have a lot of things, could they share some with the villagers? Life is hard for everyone now.” Wang Qingshan lowered his head.
"How much stuff can they have? Everything that is sent down has been through layers of inspection. How much can they be allowed to bring with them?" Wang Hongjie snorted.
The light in Wang Qingshan’s eyes dimmed: “That’s right.”
"Okay, take care of their family more in the future, and tell everyone in the village not to bully others." Wang Hongjie instructed.
Wang Qingshan nodded: "I understand, Dad."
After saying that, he tightened his belt a little so that the feeling of hunger would not be so obvious.
Here, Su Miaomiao was already rushing home with a cloth bag.
Halfway through the journey, I realized that there was no one around, so I put a few more things into the bag.
The things she bought at the supply and marketing cooperative were just a cover-up; the things she really wanted to take out were all in her space.
I stuffed the bags as I walked, and now the bags are full of stuff.
Su Miaomiao had no choice but to give up and thought about looking for another opportunity next time.
And at this time.
The Huo family has already gone home after work.
Mrs. Huo still cooked corn grits porridge at noon, but it was a little thicker than in the morning, and she also put some vegetables and winter melon in it, so it was finally thick enough to hold the chopsticks.
The four Huo family members worked for the whole morning. The corn grits soup they drank in the morning was not enough to satisfy their hunger. Not only did they feel tired, but their stomachs also began to ache.
But everyone was still holding back and not starting.
"Why hasn't my little sister come yet? Could it be that she went out for a walk and forgot the time?" Huo Minxue sounded a little worried.
"Don't tell me something has happened. I'll go look for him." Huo Xinyuan couldn't sit still when he heard this.
Huo Jianguo was also a little worried. Just as he was about to ask his three sons to go look for someone, he saw a slender figure slowly walking towards their house.
"That's Miaomiao!" Tang Chunlan also discovered it.
"I'll go pick up my little sister!" When Huo Xinyuan saw Su Miaomiao coming, he immediately ran up to greet her.
"Little sister..." Huo Xinyuan's smile paused when he saw the big cloth bag in Su Miaomiao's arms, and asked in surprise, "Little sister, what are you holding in your arms?"
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