In this context, such phenomena are commonplace.
Fan Xiaofan, behind the door, sighed, looked at Fu Weidong whose mouth looked like it was dangling from a bottle of oil, and patted his head.
The noise outside grew louder and louder, but she didn't step forward to interfere. What could she say?
Should we accuse the woman next door of letting her child go hungry, or accuse her of favoring boys over girls? Or should we accuse the little girl of being immature and greedy, shameless in her pursuit of food?
Does she mean that if I just say a few words casually, the family's lifestyle will change because of her?
No, these days morality is neither important nor necessary for them; what matters is their stomachs.
Saving one person is not enough to save the world.
"Are you still thinking about that cornbread?"
She looked down at Fu Weidong, half-squatted down, and asked.
Fu Weidong pouted: "I could keep such a big cornbread for a long time."
Although he was young, he had a vivid memory of going hungry, and therefore naturally had a strong desire to possess food.
Fan Xiaofan picked him up and sat him down to the side: "First, did you see that she was already swaying? This cornbread may not mean much to us, but it could be a lifeline for her, right? Second, Xiaodong, do you remember last time you asked to pick up the bread crumbs that fell on the ground?"
Fu Weidong nodded, looking thoughtful. He had secretly prayed that the Tian family would one day be kind enough to let him have just one more bite of food, even if it was just one bite, so that he wouldn't be so hungry...
He looked up at Fan Xiaofan and remembered that when Fan Xiaofan had just taken him back, the fairy sister forbade him to eat the things that had fallen on the ground.
Thinking back to that girl from earlier, she wiped her dirty snot on her hand and stuck it to the steamed bun. Fairy Sister definitely wouldn't want it and would have given it to her. Now that I think about it, it doesn't seem so unbearable.
but……
Fu Weidong made up his mind that he must protect his food in the future and not let others contaminate it, otherwise the fairy sister would not want it.
Fan Xiaofan had no idea that the little dumpling in his arms was harboring lofty ambitions.
*
Shi Lingheng and the other educated youths arrived at Xiangyang Brigade in Uncle Niu's oxcart. To be honest, this group of educated youths caused quite a stir as soon as they arrived.
They complained about the poor living conditions and the bad food.
It was quite a lively and bustling scene.
Li Dafu dropped his cigarette to the ground, stomped out the embers, and said with a stern face, "These are the conditions in our village. If you can't stand it, get out..."
He has such a fiery temper. He can usually hold his temper in if others speak to him kindly, but now he sees the villagers starving, and these people have come and are even offering to share their food with them, yet they still act like they don't know any better and are making a scene...
Shi Lingheng's lips curled up slightly. The ones making the most noise here weren't necessarily the ones who genuinely felt that life here was bad and they couldn't eat or live here.
Life in the city is tough now, food supplies are running low, and going hungry is a common occurrence. Many families are crammed together in one large house.
Having traveled together by train, he had a rough understanding of these people.
On the train, some people made provocative remarks, suggesting that going to the countryside was to support the construction of these country bumpkins and that they should be treated with great respect. As a result, a disturbance broke out.
To be honest, the first meal the villagers gave them was brown rice porridge, and they lived in mud houses. Although they couldn't compare to brick houses in the city, they were much more spacious.
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