"Village chief, this."
The village chief and his son looked around to find Su Che's whereabouts.
Fortunately, Su Che had sharp eyes and saw them, otherwise they would have gone somewhere else.
"Oh, luckily you called us, otherwise I would have to look for you somewhere else."
The village chief rarely comes to the black market, and he is always scared every time he comes.
"I've already placed the food at the exit. Do you want to buy anything else? If not, move the food first."
Because the weather was so cold, circles of white mist came out of his mouth when he spoke.
"Just move the food."
The village chief wanted to buy a lot of things, but he didn't know how much it would cost to buy food. If he ran out of money, he would be in trouble.
Su Che led the two of them to where the grain was stored.
The village chief was stunned when he saw the sacks of grain, thinking that the grain must belong to someone else, so he only asked for more than ten or twenty kilograms of fine grain.
"Village chief, how are you going to move it back? Should we carry it in baskets or push it on a cart?"
"This, this, this...are all mine?"
The village chief widened his eyes in disbelief.
"If you don't need so much food, you can ask Aunt Wang to ask Aunt Xiulan and Aunt Liao if they need it."
What Su's mother meant was that those families who had a good relationship with the Su family could help out, after all, it was not clear when they would move out.
"What about the price?"
When the village chief asked about the price, he felt a little nervous. He wondered how much so much food would cost.
"Cornmeal is still 50 cents a pound, and this rice is more expensive, 70 cents a pound."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"real."
The village chief instantly laughed like a child, "We need 50 kilograms of rice and 100 kilograms of cornmeal. Let my wife ask the rest. If they don't want it, we can also take it."
Because Su Che had already arranged the black market matters, he helped move the food back to Shuixiang Village.
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Everyone in the village chief's family got up.
The whole family sat together in the house, looking at the food with their mouths wide open.
"Thank God for letting us buy food. Thank you Jade Emperor and thank you Guanyin Bodhisattva." Aunt Wang bowed to the dark sky.
"Alright, let's keep what happened tonight to our own family. Don't tell anyone else about it. My dear, take these two bags to the kitchen, and these to my room.
Let me be clear, only these two bags are ours, the rest belong to other people, so don't be jealous, you know how much money you have at home, and being able to buy this much is already very good."
The village chief was also very excited, but he suppressed it.
If he gets too cocky, the younger ones at home will probably cry out in frustration.
The village chief's youngest son sighed and quickly arranged the food according to the village chief's requirements.
After sending everyone away, the old couple returned to their house.
Lying in bed and whispering.
"Old man, how come the Su family is so capable? They really helped us buy food."
Now my grandson won’t make a fuss all day because he is hungry.
The little one in the cradle was so hungry that his bones were visible. Anyone who saw him would feel sorry for him.
"Just buy it, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. By the way, tomorrow morning go ask Lao Liao, Lao Zhao, and Xiulan's family if they want to buy food. If they don't, we'll pack up the remaining food. At worst, we'll have to take out our coffin books."
"I know. You'll get angry if I ask you two questions. I'm too lazy to talk to you. Go to sleep."
Hearing the old woman's breathing gradually become steady, the village chief opened his eyes and stared blankly at the roof.
With these foods, my family can finally have a peaceful New Year.
No one knows how much he has been tormented over the past year.
I wanted to help the villagers overcome the difficulties together, but people's hearts are always separated by their stomachs.
Not only did the villagers refuse to cooperate, they also became suspicious of this and that.
He has made up his mind to retire in two years.
The water village has become a mess, and he can't gather this sand together.
Aunt Wang coughed twice in her sleep, and the village chief hurriedly stood up and patted her on the back.
Seeing that she showed no signs of waking up, he tucked in the quilt and lay down again.
In the blink of an eye, it was New Year’s Eve.
"Come on, Qian Fan, help me set up this table. I'll use it for worshiping the gods later."
Su's mother was busy early in the morning, blanching the chicken and boiling the eggs.
"Mom, you are too blatant."
Nowadays, the police are strictly enforcing the law to catch evil spirits, but Su's mother still worships the gods in a grand manner.
"What are you afraid of? I'll close the door and no one will know. Besides, it'll only take a few minutes. Hurry up, hurry up, and you won't be afraid of anything if you finish it sooner."
If you can't persuade me, then join me.
After Su's mother arranged the offerings and poured the wine, Su Qing and the children in the family went forward to pay their respects one by one.
When the candles have burned out and the paper money has been burned, the offerings are brought before the Kitchen God.
Then Su's mother started busying herself with making dumplings, rice cakes and fried meatballs.
Xiaowu and Xiaoliu looked at the snow-white flour with excitement.
Watching Wenli knead the flour into a big dough, he twisted his little chubby paws and was eager to try.
"Don't move, Xiaowu."
Si Ya stared at the two little ones, fearing that they would ruin the dough.
You know, if they cause any trouble, Si Ya will have to eat less. She can't let such a sad thing happen no matter what.
Xiaowu was not afraid of being beaten, and he tried to use his little paws in front of his fourth sister several times.
When no one was paying attention, he grabbed a small group of people and then slipped away.
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