"As long as you follow me, I will carry you across this mountain even if I have to!"
The village chief's eyes were red and his hoarse voice made everyone's heart tremble.
"Okay, village chief, let's leave the luggage behind and climb the mountain."
"So do we."
"And us."
Someone suggested, "Since our luggage will be left behind tomorrow, I'll take out the extra food today so we can have a good meal."
"Okay! It would be a shame to throw it away. I might as well share it with the folks."
Everyone got to work right away, busy setting up the big pot and pouring all the brown rice and cornmeal into it.
In addition, another pot was lit to make soup, and vegetable leaves, corn, potatoes and radishes were thrown into it.
With everyone adding fuel, the flames rose high, and soon the pot was boiling.
Everyone brought a bowl from home and used any spoon to scoop the food out directly with the bowl.
The children had never eaten like this before and were very excited. They laughed and made noises around the big pot.
When they left the village, there were seventy or eighty of them. Now, excluding the absent Wang Laowu family, there were only about forty people left. They were all gathered around the pot eating and drinking soup.
The big pot rice is not exquisite, but it is fragrant enough. The happiness of having enough food brings a smile to everyone's face.
The heat made the villagers' faces red, as if they were drunk.
They leaned against each other and imagined their future life in the south. Amidst the curling smoke, it seemed as if they had already arrived in the south where the birds were singing and the flowers were blooming, and were living a happy life.
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