During the meal, except Qingfeng who only ate twenty dumplings, Zhao Xiaoling and Zhao Qingsong each ate forty dumplings.
Qian's mother and Qian Chunhua ate thirty dumplings each, which shocked Qian Chunhua. Before traveling through time, she could only eat ten dumplings at most in one meal. She didn't expect that this body was so lacking in oil and water.
Qian Xingshan was even more exaggerated, eating 10 dumplings by himself. After finishing, he licked his lips with satisfaction.
"Sister, it's so delicious. I wish I could eat it every day." Qian Xingshan looked forward to it.
Qingfeng nodded, "It's better than the New Year's Day food, and we're full."
Qingfeng was really full and his belly was bulging.
Qingsong looked worried, "If we eat this every day, will our family go bankrupt?"
Qian's mother slapped Qian Xingshan on the head and said, "You are so old, but you are not as sensible as Qingsong."
Qian Xingshan touched his head and smiled awkwardly.
Qian Chunhua waved his hand and said, "Let's work hard to make money and eat dumplings more often in the future."
After dinner, Qian Chunhua, with the help of her little friend Zhao Xiaoling, washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen.
"Mom, please help me look after the children. I'm going to the village chief's house." Qian Chunhua said to his mother while wiping his hands.
Mother Qian looked worried: "Are you planning to tell the village chief about what happened outside?"
Qian Chunhua nodded.
Qian's mother: "Come on, don't be so explicit about some things."
Qian Chunhua understood her mother's worries, but she was not so stupid as to tell the village chief everything.
Qian Chunhua only planned to say that he saw people hoarding food and charcoal in the county town, and after informing the village chief, the village chief would handle it himself.
Qian Chunhua hopes that the village chief will remind the villagers that only when everyone has food in their hands will they stop plotting against him.
In fact, Qian Chunhua’s ultimate goal is for himself.
"Xingshan, come with me to the village chief's house."
Qian Xingshan was chopping wood in the yard. Hearing this, he obediently put down the axe.
Qian Chunhua brought Qian Xingshan to the village chief's house. The future of the Qian family depended on Qian Xingshan. Qian Chunhua planned to take Xingshan with him in everything, big or small, so that he could follow her and learn something.
When the Qian siblings arrived at the village chief's house, the village chief's family was having dinner.
Qian Chunhua used the excuse that Sun Hongying helped him under the old locust tree in the afternoon. After thanking Sun Hongying, he turned the topic to what he had seen and heard in the county town.
Village Chief Wang was silent for a long time after hearing this. After a long time, he shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "In troubled times, all living beings suffer."
After finishing speaking, Village Chief Wang looked at Qian Chunhua and said, "I will call a meeting of the villagers tomorrow and inform them of the situation in a veiled manner. Chunhua, you only need to keep this to yourself, and you must not tell anyone else."
Qian Chunhua saw the serious face of the village chief and knew what was going on. The world was already in such a state, but those in power still wanted to control public opinion.
The village chief's advice to himself was actually to protect himself.
I just wonder if those people at the noodle stall, when they talk loudly, will attract the attention of government officials.
Qian Xingshan listened attentively throughout the conversation between his sister and the village chief. It was not until this moment that he understood the purpose of his sister bringing him along. At first, he thought that his sister really needed his company.
Qian Xingshan didn't understand the impact of war and drought on Huanghualing, but he knew that being hungry was not a pleasant feeling.
On the way home, Qian Xingshan was uncharacteristically silent and stayed beside Qian Chunhua.
Qian Chunhua: "Are you scared?"
Qian Xingshan shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid, I'm just a little worried."
"What are you worried about?"
"I'm worried about mom, worried about my sister, and worried that I can't protect you."
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