Everyone thinks that next year will be a bumper harvest year, and the family will only keep the grain until June and July next year, and sell more grain. After all, new grain is always tastier and more expensive than old grain.

But Jiang Quinoa knows that next year will not only not be a bumper harvest year, but also because the crop yield in the dry fields will be greatly reduced. Jiangli Village because of Jiang Xun, the Jinshi master, and the county magistrate also took care of Jiangli Village a little when he was in disaster relief, which made Jiangli Village not like many other villages have the scene of selling children and daughters, but even this life is tight, the wild vegetables in the fields, the bark and leaves on the mountains are all fed up. After surviving this drought, many people are hungry and thin, and the fields are even more barren.

The situation in the nearby villages was even more serious, with many people dying of starvation, and there were often officials patrolling the village to cremate those who had died of starvation. Some people do not want to starve to death and embark on the road of no return. Every day, a rich family outside is looted, and the whole family is hacked to death or burned to death. Uncle Qing and Brother Zhuzi were tightly guarding the door of Jiang's room every day, Aunt Rong slept with her at night, and everything in the family was put in her room, just worried that someone would rush to Jiang's house to grab things. But just like that, the two big wolf dogs guarding the Jiang family were still stolen and killed, and they were roasted and eaten on the hill behind the village. In those days, Jiang Quinoa looked back like a nightmare, how many times she woke up in her sleep, hoping to receive a letter from her father and mother to take her to the capital.

On the way back to the village, Xingni and Jiang Chun were very interested, they bought what they wanted today, and they had a beautiful meal, and Xingni even sang a mountain song. Jiang Quinoa was a little worried, but when she heard her melodious and tactful singing, she suddenly felt a lot more open, and the interesting thing was that there was someone Ying and Xingni's singing voice halfway through, that person's voice was high and rich, and Xingni's singing voice was unusually harmonious.

Xingni was so frightened by this sudden singing that she almost fell off the wheel, but fortunately, Zhao Liangyan quickly grabbed her arm. Xingni hid in the carport in a panic, and didn't dare to go out again.

Back at home, Jiang Quinoa distributed the gifts one by one, and Aunt Rong and Qingbo took the gifts, and their hands trembled a little.

"How can Miss Lao break the bank?" Qingbo stroked the cigarette pouch over and over again, and said with a choked voice.

Aunt Rong had a blank face, "It's easy for you to save two dollars?" Do you think all the money is blown by the wind? If you have money, you will spend it indiscriminately, and you will return it to me! ”

Jiang Quinoa originally thought that now that he had money in his hand, not to mention anything else, he wanted to buy something for his family, so that they could all be happy, but who knew that Aunt Rong and they cried.

Aunt Rong pulled Jiang Quinoa into her arms with red eyes, and muttered while crying: "My young lady, my good young lady, you have grown up." ”

Qingbo was also teary-eyed next to him.

Jiang Quinoa can be said to have been raised by Uncle Qing and Aunt Rong. Jiang Liu's injured his body when he gave birth to Jiang Quinoa, and the milk was insufficient, and the Jiang Quinoa, who was only a few months old, was raised by Aunt Rong little by little, and she initially ate goat milk, she didn't like to eat it, and always spit up milk. In the winter, everyone slept, and Aunt Rong leaned on the stove to take a nap, not only to be prepared not to extinguish the fire, but also to change Jiang Quinoa's diaper. It's just that Jiang Quinoa was weak when he was a child, he was often sick, and he often couldn't sleep well at night, so he had to walk slowly in Aunt Rong's arms to fall asleep peacefully, and Aunt Rong didn't sleep well for a whole year.

At that time, it was cold, and the sheep had nothing to eat, so Qingbo went around looking for food for the sheep. After feeding the sheep, he also had to guard against the weaning of the sheep, and asked around who had a suckling goat, and as long as he heard a little news, he rushed over to discuss with someone to buy the sheep, and he never stopped in those days.

In the cold winter, Jiang Quinoa was sick, the road was covered by wind and snow, and it was impossible to tell where the road was and where the ditch was, Aunt Rong and Qing Bo took a thick cotton jacket to wrap Xiao Jiang Quinoa, the two of them were one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked for most of the day before they walked to the city, their bodies were soaked by the wind and snow, and the wind was shivering, but Xiao Jiang Quinoa was not stained with wind and snow at all. On the way, Qingbo slipped and fell into the ditch, his leg was broken, and he didn't care, and when he arrived at the hospital, even the doctor said that if he went later, the leg would be wasted.

Heart-for-heart, Aunt Rong and Uncle Qing treat Jiang Quinoa as their own daughter, how can she not know who really loves her?

"Zhuzi, go to the village to buy a few catties of meat and come back, and by the way, call Zhao Liang, Xingni, and Jiang Chunniang to the house for dinner." Aunt Rong said.

Jiang Tiezhu touched his felt hat, buttoned it on his head, and said, "Okay, I'll go, auntie." With that, the figure disappeared in the doorway.

Aunt Rong took out the money and said, "This kid walked very fast, and he forgot to take the money." ”

Qing Bo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "Miss won so much money with gambling money, this kid followed Zhao Liang in and out of the gambling house all day long, and he also won money, so let him pay for us to eat meat today." ”

The lotus clapped happily, and also thought it was a good idea.

Aunt Rong saw her patronizing Silly Le, patted her, and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, go home and take your old son and mother and your daughter, and eat together at night." ”

"They're not coming." Lotus said in a small voice, and when she saw Aunt Rong staring at her with horizontal eyes, she suddenly smiled, "Hey, I'll go."

In the evening, plus the tie of the old Xiucai family of three Wang Li's family, it is also full of two large tables of people. Qing Bo was happy, and took out a jar of good wine that someone thanked Jiang Xun for helping to send the year before last, and he and Liao Xiucai were so drunk that they fell on the wine table, and they were still holding the wine bowl and reluctant to lose it.

Jiang Tiezhu was really cut more than a dozen catties of meat, and the Jiang family who bought the meat was also the Jiang family, and he also gave four catties of pork ribs, and shaved the big bones of the meat in a basket. Aunt Rong put the big bones up and prepared to make soup for Jiang Quinoa to replenish her body. The pork ribs are braised and steamed, and the meat is also fried several things, this time Aunt Rong took out the skills of housekeeping, the table was full of color, flavor and flavor, and the dishes were not yet on the table, Sister Lotus's daughter did not move at the door of the kitchen, her mouth was stinging and sucking, the little girl's appearance was cute and tight, Jiang Quinoa and Jiang Chun couldn't help but tease her with candy, but she was unmoved.

In the evening, the table was full of food, everyone was holding their bulging stomachs, and they all felt panicked when they sat on the stool, Jiang Chun cleaned up the table while burping, and muttered: "It would be nice to eat like this once a month." ”

Although the Jiang family's life is better than that of most people in the village, they are not much extravagant in life. In the final analysis, Jiang Xun is also a jinshi who came out of the rural area, and although there are people to help him, his foundation is really shallow. He doesn't have much money, and he needs to work everywhere to be an official in the capital, and it's not easy, so he doesn't send much silver back every year. Because of Jiang Xun's identity, the Jiang family does not have to pay taxes for farming, so although the Jiang family's field is not the most in the village, it is the highest yield. Every year after the harvest, Qingbo leaves a part of the income for them to live on, and the rest will be carried to the capital.

You don't have to think about eating once a month, it would be nice to have a full meal this time next year, Jiang Quinoa thought silently.