Chapter 498: Too few children
After the doubts about Jiang Wanwan's identity were temporarily explained,
before the adults could talk about business, there was movement from the children.
The three children in Yang Dasao's house who were staying in the supermarket, faced with the newly acquired shaqima, no longer ate it in a hurry like the first time, but bit it and tasted it carefully.
So the small piece of shaqima was still half left when the two older children took the sack into the supermarket.
After the mother comforted the anxious mood of the eldest and second children, they soon noticed this scene, and then took the piece that belonged to them from their younger brother and sister.
The grandchildren of Yang Er's family who came in later naturally saw them eating so happily and looked at them eagerly. They
were all relatives and brothers. Seeing this, Yang Dasao's second child, although very reluctant, still opened his own piece and gave each of the new brothers and sisters a piece as big as a fingernail.
Before they had tasted the specific taste, these children could still bear it, but now that they have tasted the delicious taste, they can't bear it!
But Yang Dasao's second child is also a half-grown child, very greedy, how can he bear to share more after giving away a small half?
So, the young grandson of Aunt Yang's family, who was not walking steadily, pulled his grandmother's clothes and tried to say two words: "Eat, eat!"
The adults on the side only then noticed the children's quarrel.
The second child of Aunt Yang's family immediately defended: "I have eaten what I gave them."
The grandchildren of Aunt Yang's family nodded and agreed: "Grandma, that is really delicious!"
Aunt Yang immediately grabbed a handful of shaqima, handed it to the new children, and explained.
"This cake is called shaqima, I bought it from Miss Jiang, come, each child take one and try it!"
Most Chinese parents are like this, they are tight-fisted with their own money, but very generous to others, without any reluctance.
Second Aunt Yang naturally refused to accept it. Although she had never heard of shaqima, cakes were not cheap. But
Sister Yang insisted on giving it to her and advised her, "Second Aunt Yang helps my family so much on weekdays. Don't refuse a few cakes. Look at how much I bought!"
Second Aunt Yang followed her gaze and saw the pile of shaqima on the cash register. She was so shocked that she stuttered.
"This... all these were bought by you?"
Seeing that Second Aunt Yang forgot to refuse, Sister Yang took the opportunity to pass the shaqima to the children, then nodded and smiled.
"Yes, they were all bought by my family. Second Aunt, please help hold up the sack!"
As she said this, she handed the sack in her hand to the somewhat dazed Second Aunt Yang, opened the mouth of the sack, and then stuffed handfuls of shaqima into it.
It was not until the shaqima was almost filled that Second Aunt Yang came back to her senses from this shocking scene.
"Why did you buy so many cakes? What did you buy them with? Did you sell your children?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Dasao laughed out loud and retorted, "Second Aunt, what are you thinking? How could I sell my children? Besides, a few children are not worth so many things. In addition to these cakes, I also bought canned chocolate!"
As she spoke, 900 packs of shaqima had been packed, and the sack was full.
Yang Dasao casually put it aside, took out an empty sack, handed it to Second Aunt Yang, opened it, and then began to sweep the other things on the cash register.
First put the cotton coat at the bottom, then put the canned food in the glass bottle, and then pour all the other supplies in.
Seeing more and more things being packed, Second Aunt Yang was completely stunned, and in the end she couldn't even ask a question.
After Sister Yang finished packing everything, she saw that the other party still looked like she couldn't react, so she couldn't help but explain.
"You don't have to pay to buy things from Miss Jiang, but you have to have a value that each of us has. Some people have more, some have less. These things are bought by our whole family. Second Aunt Yang should also be tested to see how much you can buy?"
Second Aunt Yang finally came to her senses, and asked in surprise: "You mean, I also have the value you mentioned, so I can buy things here?"
"Everyone has it. After you test it, let the nephews test it too. When I go back later, let my brother and sister-in-law come over to test it too!" Sister Yang nodded and made arrangements.
After being surprised, Yang Er's aunt waved her hands in worry and said, "We can just test it. Don't call your sister-in-law. She's been pregnant for more than eight months. It's too chaotic outside and unsafe."
On this matter, Yang Dasao had a completely different view.
"It's okay. Let my second son help her over. After the test, we'll go back. The key is that we can buy a lot of things. Not only sister-in-law, but also people with mobility problems in the village. We need to bring more supplies to exchange for more supplies, so that the chances of survival will be greater."
Seeing that the two seemed to have reached a consensus, Jiang Wanwan finally couldn't help but interrupt.
"Is the sister-in-law you are talking about the mother of these babies? She is eight months pregnant again?"
Sister Yang nodded in surprise and said, "Yes, she gave birth to five children before, and now she is pregnant with the sixth." Jiang Wanwan
couldn't help but take a look, and estimated that the fifth child was only one or two years old, then looked at Sister Yang and asked, "You gave birth to seven in total?"
Sister Yang didn't understand what the other party meant by suddenly asking these questions, but she still answered seriously, "Yes!"
Jiang Wanwan blinked, and finally couldn't help but say the doubt that had been in her mind.
"In recent years, there has been constant war and a shortage of supplies. Why do you keep giving birth to children one after another?"
"Not to mention that giving birth without intervals is very harmful to the mother's body. The key is that life is so hard nowadays. It is not certain that you can raise a child after all the hardship. After finally raising a child, the child may not have food or water, and may not have a good day. You may even be killed by the enemy. What is the point..."
To be honest, Jiang Wanwan really didn't understand why they had to work so hard to give birth to children at such a difficult time?
Why did these children have to be born in the war period, suffer all the hardships, but never taste the sweetness?
Faced with this question, Yang Er's Aunt and Yang Dasao looked at each other and were stunned for a long time.
Finally, Aunt Yang opened her mouth and explained hesitantly.
"I know what Miss Jiang said. These are my own flesh and blood. I love them very much. But if I don't give birth... no one will go to the battlefield!"
"Huh?" Jiang Wanwan's thoughts paused for a moment. She felt as if she couldn't understand Chinese. Otherwise, why couldn't she understand what the other person meant?
"War requires people. The Japanese devils have advanced artillery. If the country has no weapons, it will have to fill the gap with human lives. If we have more children, more people will go to the battlefield, and the country can hold on longer!"
Seeing that Jiang Wanwan didn't seem to understand, Aunt Yang explained it more clearly, and then pointed at her grandchildren and said.
"The eldest of the girls' family was seventeen years old and joined the army last year. The twenty-five-year-old can also go next year. My eldest grandson is twelve years old and he can go to the battlefield in four years!"
Ping Pu's straightforward words were like hammers hitting Jiang Wanwan's head, making her heart ache. She subconsciously asked, "Are you willing to give up such a young child?"
"You have to be willing to give up even if you are reluctant. The country is in such a state. How can you not fight hard? The big boss behind my house gave birth to three boys and they all died on the battlefield. They just cut off their family line. This is because they have too few children."