After Yuan Ping'an finished drinking the water, he asked, "Auntie, did Grandpa Village Chief come to our house?"
I just saw him go to Uncle Tiesheng's house.
Did he come to borrow grain from us?
Xiao Xiao and Yuan's mother exchanged a glance and both said: Just as we thought, she really went to find Fan Tiesheng.
Xiao Xiao didn't intend to hide it from the children, so she nodded and said:
"Has he already been here?"
It was also for the sake of food.
However, we don't have much grain at home, so we can only give away a portion of it.
Don't worry, we won't let you go hungry no matter what.
You're all growing, so you need to eat your fill.
Yuan Ping'an was already a boy in his early eleven years old.
I was quite obedient and sensible from a young age, and I thought a lot.
Upon hearing Xiaoxiao's words, he began to worry:
"Auntie, has something happened?"
"Will there be no food left in the future?"
Although his appetite wasn't as big as Yuan Shitou's or Yuan Gungun's, it was still much bigger than that of the other children in the village.
Yuan Gungun was even more afraid of not having enough to eat.
If he doesn't have enough to eat, he feels like his stomach is empty all day.
I even dream about eating.
He blinked nervously with his large, clear black and white eyes, looking at his mother.
"Mother, don't take the food out, or we'll go hungry."
The little ones don't care about so much, as long as they don't go hungry.
Whether others are hungry or not is none of their business.
Forgive their small minds; they can't think that far ahead.
They weren't that selfless either.
Xiao Xiao poked his forehead with her index finger and said with a laugh:
"You little gluttons! Don't worry, you won't go hungry."
There's no food. I'll have your father go into the mountains to hunt for you.
Hearing her mother's assurance, Yuan Gungun's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, finally calmed down.
As long as I don't go hungry, it's fine.
After chatting for a while, Yuan Ping'an took Yuan Gungun to practice calligraphy.
They would write on the mud with twigs every day.
After writing, he would erase it and then continue writing.
Despite his young age, Yuan Gungun knows more characters than many seven- or eight-year-old children in the village.
Moreover, he was exceptionally good at arithmetic.
The child is only three years old. Counting from one to 100 is already second nature to him.
Yuan Ping'an has even started teaching him the multiplication tables.
Of course, Xiao Xiao also taught this mnemonic to Yuan Ping'an.
Both children particularly enjoy math.
Whenever there's a business transaction at home, they'll help with the calculations.
In the evening, Yuan Min and Fan Tisheng arrived with their twins.
Twins are always mischievous and naughty.
He often played with Yuan Ping'an and the others.
He even gets along well with Yuan Gungun.
They were practically best buddies.
Upon seeing the twins, Yuan Gungun and Yuan Ping'an automatically led them aside to play.
I know that adults always have things to say that children shouldn't listen to.
Fan Tiesheng told Xiaoxiao and the others that the village chief had visited their home today to discuss the grain issue.
He also agreed to contribute 4,000 jin of grain.
Yuan Min has gained some weight back, but she is still very thin.
Those two kids have really worn me out, and I still can't get pregnant.
Fan Tiesheng wasn't in a hurry. With two sons already, he didn't want any more children.
I'm really terrified of being tormented like this.
However, Yuan Min's family was already small.
Her grandparents and father still hoped that they would have more children.
Especially after seeing Xiaoxiao give birth to Tuantuan, she became even more anxious.
The more anxious you are, the harder it is to conceive.
It puts a lot of pressure on me.
Xiao Xiao has comforted him several times.
Tell her not to keep thinking about it.
The child is only four years old, what's the rush?
She had two children in her lifetime. Although she gave birth to her second child, they still only had two children, just like her.
What's the rush?
Yuan Min felt that this calculation made sense, and that put her mind at ease.
I'm not thinking about having a second child anymore.
Everyone sat around the table and talked for quite a while about the current situation.
What I'm saying is nothing more than my own views and some feelings of helplessness.
There's nothing they can do about this situation.
It's good enough if you can take good care of your own little family.
When Fan Tiesheng called the twins to leave, the two children were still reluctant to part.
He didn't leave until he had made plans with Yuan Ping'an for where to go the next day.
Yuan Shitou is very busy now.
Sometimes I'd be busy going to work at the production team.
But most of the time he's busy cutting grass and raising rabbits.
Go hunting in the mountains.
Although he likes children, he is also very anxious.
She had two sons in a row, and both sons looked like her.
Not only do they look alike, but they also have similar appetites.
Now that it's difficult to buy food, he has to frequently go to the mountains.
I'm afraid we'll run out of food and everyone will go hungry.
When he got home today, his wife told him:
He agreed to provide 4,000 jin of grain to the village chief and sell it to the villagers.
Although the food is still in their cellars.
But he felt very uncomfortable.
You can't blame your wife.
The village chief can't be blamed either.
Blame those who don't listen.
Wouldn't it be better to buy them earlier and stock up on them?
They insisted on waiting until now to buy it.
And now, well, it's too late to buy them.
Even if you have money and tickets, you still can't buy them.
It's too late to regret it now, to be at a loss.
That money won't produce any offspring just by sitting there.
Wherever the food is stored, at least it can still be eaten.
I really don't know what these people are thinking.
Xiao Xiao knew that Yuan Shitou was feeling uneasy.
He then comforted them, saying, "We're all from the same village. They have no food to eat, but you do."
They're starving and skin and bones, while you're all red and colorful.
Do you think this is a good idea?
Although I took out 4,000 jin, we still have some at home.
Don't worry, you won't go hungry.
What else can Yuan Shitou say?
He said, somewhat angrily, "I hope those people will learn a lesson this time."
Next time this happens, even if our grain rots, we won't take it out.
Even though it's sold for money, money isn't everything.
Food is life itself.
After saying that, he turned back to confirm again:
"Little one, do we have enough food to eat?"
Xiao Xiao immediately didn't want to say anything more to him after hearing this.
"Alright, alright, I've told you so many times."
There is enough food to eat, enough to eat.
We still have so many sweet potatoes and potatoes at home.
Tomorrow I'll go with my mother to wash, cut, and dry those sweet potatoes.
"Leave it there, lest the seedlings grow."
These sweet potatoes were distributed last year.
In addition, they also planted some in their own plots, so they simply couldn't eat it all.
My family doesn't really like eating sweet potatoes.
So there are still several hundred kilograms left.
When the time comes, we'll grind the dried sweet potato slices into powder, mix them with cornmeal, and use them to make steamed buns.
It tastes pretty good.
These days, no matter how much food you have, you can't waste it.
So the sweet potato peels that are cut off are usually used to feed rabbits.
Or they could be cooked and fed to the chickens.
Not a single bit was wasted.
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