Chapter 9 A Beautiful Story
Just as the three of them were communicating in a way you understand, Wang Dafeng knocked the ground a few times with his dog-beating stick: "You stupid girl, why don't you bring me the cake quickly?"
“…”
This old woman's selfishness really comes back from time to time!
Ding Gui, who couldn't stand it any longer, was about to open his mouth to persuade her when he saw Ding Xiaodie returning to the small team at Lai Fu Village Chief's house with white flour cakes.
She smiled sweetly and obediently, and placed the half cake in the hands of Dabao and Erbao's great-grandmother: "Grandfather, you are the oldest in our Aozi Village. You are the treasure of our village, and you should be the one to eat the hundred-sided cake."
My great-grandmother is over ninety years old, but her eyesight and hearing are not blurry, she has a pretty face, and she is still so dignified and graceful in her every move. It is said that she was a lady from a wealthy family when she was young.
As for why she married the great-grandfather of the village chief Ding Laifu in Aozi Village, it was because at that time Ding's great-grandfather was a farmhand in her family. So the two of them staged a story of a young lady falling in love with a poor boy and following him to suffer in the village.
Today, the person who was with her through thick and thin is no longer with us, but the great-grandmother still works hard and silently in the village, raising her son to adulthood, helping him find a wife, and giving birth to the village chief Ding Laifu.
Even later, when his son passed away, the great-grandmother still became the spiritual pillar of the family, and together with her daughter-in-law, she provided for her grandson until Ding Lai Fu grew up, got married, and had his first and second children.
Although there is a 90-year-old and a 70-year-old elderly person in the family, the lively twins are honest, kind and sensible, which can be considered a great blessing.
At this moment, the great grandmother looked at the little person in front of her, lowered her head and touched her forehead with her heartwarmingly: "Little Die, this is the cake that the ancestor gave you. You look so thin, you have to eat it so that you can have the strength to protect us all. Come on and eat it!"
The gentle feeling of power shocked Ding Xiaodie's heart. In her previous life, her biological grandmother was a very cold person, and she had never felt the warm love of an elderly elder.
"No, the village cannot live without the ancestor." Her expression suddenly became stubborn.
"Xiaodie!"
"Grandfather, just listen to me this time. Besides, we still have bread at home, so come and eat it!"
Ding Xiaodie hurriedly stuffed the cake into her hand and turned and ran away.
But her short legs look very cute when she runs. Lai Fu's family sees this and feels deeply moved and thinks Xiaodie is so cute.
That little braid is fluttering and is about to fall apart!
"I never thought that Ding Gui and Zhang Xiu could teach Xiaodie so well." Yang, the daughter-in-law of Village Chief Lai Fu, couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes, sister Xiaodie is really sensible."
Dabao and Erbao's eyes were red.
I secretly blamed myself in my heart, wondering why I didn't realize that Sister Xiaodie was so sensible before. It really shows that a friend in need is a friend indeed.
Village Chief Lai Fu was so moved that he couldn't say a word...
This escape from famine brought him great pressure. He had too much on his mind, especially when he saw people in the village starving to death one after another. He even questioned whether his decision was correct.
But Ding Xiaodie's innocent and lovely appearance was like a ray of warm sunshine in the darkness, which gave him renewed energy and a stronger sense of belief.
"Okay, now let's count the number of people and then make plans for the next step." Lai Fu immediately stood in the middle of the street and shouted.
Ding Xiaodie ran back to the family group and said, "Mom, my hair is loose!"
She had never braided her hair like this in modern times and didn't know how to do it.
Zhang Xiu sat cross-legged on the steps and asked her to sit in front of him to help her braid her hair.
Ding Gui was paying close attention to the movements of Lai Fu's roll call.
Wang Dafeng on the side stared with triangular eyes: "..."
Hey, are these people rebelling? They actually dare to treat her as nothing.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he simply picked up a dog-beating stick and hit her. Ding Gui's attention was not on the old woman, and he was hit hard on the waist by the stick.
"Oh, Mom, what are you doing?" Ding Gui jumped up in pain.
Zhang Xiu and her daughter also stopped and turned to look over. What's wrong with the old woman again?
Wang Dafeng gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you leave that half of the cake for me? These three bastards are really rebellious!"
Ding Gui rubbed his waist speechlessly: "..."
In the end, Ding Xiaodie asked in a kitten-like voice, "Grandma, her ancestor is already over ninety years old. You're a generation younger than her. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
Wang Dafeng was so angry that her face turned green: "No matter if we are of different generations, I will have the final say on food supply in the family from now on."
Zhang Xiu whispered, "Mom, have you forgotten what we agreed on earlier?"
It turned out that when Ding Xiaodie rushed forward to speak well of Village Chief Lai Fu, Ding Gui and his wife reached an agreement with Wang Dafeng that as long as the old woman also supported Village Chief Lai Fu, she would be given the first bowl of rice she got.
Now, after Zhang Xiu reminded him, Wang Dafeng felt a little guilty and said, "Doesn't the cake that the dead girl just held in her hand count?"
Ding Gui shook his head: "This was given to Xiaodie by someone else on their own initiative. We didn't ask for it, so it doesn't count."
So that's what's happening.
Ding Xiaodie rolled her eyes and said, "No wonder grandma is on our side. I thought you were more conscious, but it turns out there are conditions."
"You stupid girl, how dare you look down on me." Wang Dafeng was so angry that her lungs were about to explode. She was so angry. When they were at home, none of these three were afraid of her.
They had only been fleeing the famine for a few days, and they already dared to talk back to her.
If this continues, I'll be shitting on her neck.
"Ding Gui..."
At this moment, Lai Fu called their name, and the whole family quickly agreed one by one. Even Wang Dafeng, who wanted to curse, had to respond.
By the time they finished ordering and moved on to the next one, no one cared whether Wang Dafeng was angry or not.
Zhang Xiu continued to braid Xiaodie's hair.
Ding Guice and several young men from the village stood in front of Lai Fu, discussing something.
Wang Dafeng was once again ignored and was dumbfounded: "..."
It's so bullying! She's so angry!
…
After final discussion, Lai Fu planned to gather the young and middle-aged men in the village together, half of them would stay on both sides of the street to prevent and control public order, and the other half would be divided into two teams to search along the streets one by one.
If there is no body at home, everyone will be arranged to move in.
After all, they have been traveling all these days, and everyone, young and old, is extremely tired from sleeping in the open air. Even if they can't get food at the moment, having a roof over their heads and a kang to lie on is a great blessing.
So, everyone started to take action, and the elderly, the weak, women and children waited on the street.
Ding Xiaodie, with her hair braided, sat obediently beside her mother, her hands supporting her cheeks, staring at the half-grown children across the street with wide eyes, but she didn't mean to make things difficult for them.
Instead, she was thinking that it would be great if she had an adult body. She wouldn't feel any fear at all when searching the house to see if there were any bodies.
After all, I used to be a criminal policeman and I have seen all kinds of cases.
It's much better than those strong men who cry for their parents when they see a dead person in the house.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
