The uncle came, the old concubine also came, and he also brought his grandson, granddaughter, and youngest daughter Zhang Suyan.

Wang Zhang's head was wrapped in bandages, and he lay on the kang and said "ouch", he couldn't cook.

The mother-in-law fell because she was chased by her daughter to ask for eggs, and Ma Huien knew that she was at a loss. Now that the husband's uncle and concubine have been called, it will be a big storm if it doesn't make a good scene.

Ma Huien had no choice but to bring food from his own home, eat and drink well to make amends, and wanted to use polished rice and fine noodles to calm things.

I didn't know that the group was delicious and didn't put chopsticks, so they lived here.

Wang Zhang's family was originally arrogant, this time the shit shell Lang drilled into the food box - how could he be willing to give up! Let his mother's brother send letters everywhere, three aunts and six aunts, uncles and cousins, nieces and men and women, all came to see her with flowers. Today's batch, tomorrow's batch, which batch will have to eat and leave.

Ma Huien brings his own food to cook here every day. When the rice and noodles are gone, they make cornmeal porridge, and there is not much cornmeal, so in order to keep eating, the thick porridge is changed to thin porridge, and the cornmeal in the starch nest is less and less.

In this way, the people who came to see it continued, and the old uncle and concubine still did not leave.

It turned out that the porridge in their village canteen was thinner than this, and it was served per person. Eat here, save your share to your family, and the whole family will be less hungry!

People put their abacus on Ma Huien, and they all wanted to rub some oil on her. Anyway, you don't have a white-haired grandmother to give, but we are rare, I really hope that this kind of thing will happen more, and we will have a good meal from God's family!

Ma Huien was so worried that he couldn't do anything, and lived every day in hunger and suffering.

When Lamei returned to the 11th team, it was already night, the captain Wang Guilan was not there, Wu Yiqi'er, who was guarding the door, and the old horse monkey who was watching the warehouse, told her about the situation in the team and the village:

"The people in the village couldn't pick up the corn kernels, and there were starvation deaths. People knew that our team had grain, and they piled it up at the door of the warehouse, forcing the captain to open the warehouse to release grain. The old horse monkey said to Lamei very regretfully: "If you don't give it, you will smash the door and rob it." The captain had no choice but to open the door and let them take more than half of it!"

Lamei: "Don't be afraid, the white-haired grandmother is back, and our team will soon have food." ”

Wu Yi'er: "The white-haired grandmother said that she didn't say that she would also sprinkle food for other teams?"

Lamei: "Say, the white-haired grandmother won't watch people starve!"

The old horse monkey: "It's good to sprinkle! People are crazy with hunger, if they just give it to our team, they will inevitably come and ask for it!"

After the two of them went to rest, Lamei came to the warehouse in the space passage and poured two hoards of corn for Team 11.

She felt that the captain Wang Guilan did the right thing to open the warehouse and distribute grain. In the year of the Great Famine, food was life, and if each team gave a point, many people in Wangdian Village could starve to death, which made up for the drawbacks of staying outside for a long time.

participated in "Red Cloud Avenue", and sometimes the time was not arranged by himself. Prepare more for the eleventh team, in case of a similar situation, captain Wang Guilan will not feel distressed.

After filling the team, they gave some to each household in the eleventh team. The last time I gave enough food for half a month, it has only been seven or eight days, and it is estimated that each family is still rich.

There are rich people who give, and then I went to "Red Cloud Avenue", I don't know how many days to stay, I can't let the people on the team starve because of this.

At dawn, corn kernels were scattered in the yards of other teams in Wangdian Village. This time she sprinkled more than ever, and she knew that people were hungry, so she sprinkled more to make up for the gap in the past few days.

It can only be replaced by "sprinkling", thirteen production teams in Wangdian Village, five or six hundred households, she can't send them to mention, and she is not familiar with the situation of each household, and she does not know how to distribute them.

Such a large area is sprinkled, and people who have no food to eat attach importance to it. It's better to pick it up than nothing!

As soon as he came back from sprinkling corn, he was woken up by Wang Xiaohua.

It turned out that Wang Xiaohua was woken up by her mother early in the morning, and her mother asked her to push the mill with her brother Wang Guiqiang and sister Wang Xiaoling. said that the white-haired grandmother gave corn last night, just to roll it to cook thick porridge.

Wang Xiaohua was excited, as soon as he heard that the white-haired grandmother had given corn again, he knew that the white-haired grandmother had returned. Lamei went with the white-haired grandmother, and Lamei must have returned. The mill didn't push, so he came to find Lamei.

"Why did you just come back?"

Wang Xiaohua choked up when he saw Lamei. Crying, she told Lamei what had happened at home, and then said:

"Lamei, do you say that the white-haired grandmother blames us? In the past, all the cornmeal was given, but this time it is corn. Is it because my mother gave all the food to the old yard to punish us?"

Lamei thought to herself: I also know that pushing the mill is hard! I only came back last night, because I didn't have time to process the corn kernels, I didn't think she was here!

However, Wang Xiaohua's words reminded Lamei: her mother Ma Huien has a cowardly personality and is used to being obedient in this family. Even if the family is separated, he can't get rid of the bullying of his mother-in-law. Rough work and tiring work are her business, and if there is good food, she will honor her in-laws first.

Such a character is originally good, but if it is left in the past life and modern times, it must be a good daughter-in-law admired by everyone.

But it was the year of the Great Famine, extraordinary times, and things were limited. caught up with Wang Zhang's ignorance, insatiable greed, and hated to occupy all the good things.

In the face of such an evil mother-in-law, you have to blindly tolerate and accommodate, and it is yourself and your own family that suffer!

Last time, I gave some more rice and noodles, but my mother worked hard to make them for her relatives. Too many things, instead of making the mother happy, it increased the pain and pushed the mother to the status of enslavement.

Now there is hunger everywhere, and relatives are moving around less. It's a good place to be here, it's become their oil station, and the seven aunts and eight aunts, nieces, men and women, are here, and they are all sitting and waiting for their mothers to serve.

I give things by myself, but it's my mother who is tired, have I become a big fool x!

"Does anyone still live in the old courtyard?" Lamei asked Wang Xiaohua.

"Yes!" Wang Xiaohua's mouth was so pouting that he could tie the donkey: "Uncle and grandma are still in their grandchildren." This is just the opposite, the most annoying thing is that Zhang Suyan, the daughter of her aunt and grandmother, is eighteen or nine years old, and she doesn't leave. said that she was here to take care of her father and mother, and she sat in the house after eating, without even brushing pots and pans. ”

Lamei: "Her father and mother are sick?"

Wang Xiaohua: "Fart, make excuses! I was so angry with my mother that I couldn't say it, so I just sulked." We have to go over and reason, but we don't let it, for fear of adding fuel to the fire. I have brought the disaster upon me, and we dare not do more. Lamei, what do you think I should do?"

Lamei: "Have you rolled the grits?"

Wang Xiaohua: "Not yet." My brother and sister were waiting in the mill, and there were two more families in front of them. I see, it's time to eat when it's over. As he spoke, his brow furrowed into a pimple.