The couple finally calmed down.

Weiyang's father then dragged Weiyang's mother's clothes to a secluded corner.

Weiyang's mother complained about the disaster at home to Weiyang's father.

“...... The food in the house has arrived, and now there are basically no grains left, and it is really difficult for me to eat until the autumn harvest!

Moreover, the baby is growing up day by day, and the amount of food has also increased, how much do you eat a day now, don't you have a bottom in your heart?

Ho, you don't know......

You don't know, the baby doesn't eat a pitiful amount a day now.

You don't know, the baby is now severely undernourished.

You don't know, he's yellow and skinny, and he lives like a dry rooster.

You don't know......

Now think about it, what do we do next?

I can eat the bark and the roots...... But the baby is not ......

...... Think about it. ”

Weiyang's mother poured a lot of complaints into her stomach, and her voice was hoarse. Then, after a little silence, he began to give his father ideas again.

"Have you thought about it?

I mean, you go and borrow some food from the villagers in our village now, and we'll pay it back after the autumn harvest.

In good conscience, you have done so much wood work for their families for free, and now our family can't get food, so it's not too much to borrow some food from them!

Of course, the relatives also ask each other, I don't believe it, they don't care at this time, otherwise, what do they want to do with such relatives? ”

After listening to Hu Huilan's words, Weiyang's father finally recognized the reality, but he wondered again.

He steadied in sorrow, and then grabbed his head one by one.

"Well, I'll ask later." Weiyang's father said reluctantly.

"Which one to ask?" Hu Huilan said curiously.

Weiyang's father didn't say anything, nor did he glance at her.

Continuing to scratch the scalp, he hesitated for a moment, and then, began to eliminate them in his brain one by one:

Aunt Zhang's house in the alley - no, this family, alas, is absolutely no play.

Aunt Wang's house in Dizhuang - no, this, this is impossible, impossible.

...... This one can't be, it's unlikely...... This one can't be, no, it's impossible, no play, absolutely no play.

...... No...... Not...... It's impossible, it's too tricky, it's too picky, and it's unpleasant because of the boundaries before.

What about the in-laws of the Weilong family? No, my sister-in-law is too picky.

What about the Weihu family? No, no, it's not a poor jingle of the tiger's family.

What about the unsupposed? Considerable, uh, but ......

Alas, forget it, forget it......

In the end, Weiyang's father ruled it out to the end, feeling that there was no suitable family, because they were too picky, they were still too picky, and they often didn't remember what others had given.

Finally, the father let out a long sad sigh.

However, in desperation, he now had to try to open his mouth to borrow from the current owner, after all, he knew that the relationship between him and them was still quite delicate, even if it was not a broken thread, but it was by no means a clean one, because the wooden work he did would take a while to complete.

Weiyang's father thought naturally so, and the head of the thought was the Tao, and he felt that this matter was nine out of ten.

But who would have expected that in the end he would get such an answer - the family's food this year is almost unavailable, this year, there is no way! But then again, if you want wood for the bed, I have it, and I will give it to you; If you want food, uh, I don't, and don't say you're borrowing it from me.

The attitude of the proprietor is quite resolute.

So, on this day, Hu Huilan had to go back empty-handed.

The next day, she gritted her teeth and ran cheekily to her mother's house.

In the end, it is the mother's family.

Hu Huilan borrowed a bag of semolina from her mother's family, and her mother's family gave her a bag of coarse and a bag of thin.

Hu Huilan borrowed a bag of corn from her mother's family to grind noodles, and her mother's family gave her a bag of ground cornmeal.

Hu Huilan was embarrassed to open her mouth again, and then her mother's family said, "You can take it and eat it, and then you can get it if it's not enough." ”

From this simple matter of borrowing grain, Hu Huilan saw almost everything through.

She knows that sometimes it's useless to complain.

She knows that at the critical moment, only her relatives are the most reliable.

Therefore, she did not gossip about her relatives later, nor did she make irresponsible remarks to any neighbors and other people.

Since then, Hu Huilan has remained silent, calmly facing poverty and hunger in this unfortunate era.

She tightened her belts and gritted her teeth to cope with life.

When she looked at Weiyang, she thought of the walnut tree in front of her house.

Imagine that the sheep are like small saplings, little by little, thriving.

She firmly believes that it will not be long before this hard day will pass and good days will come.

She firmly believes that it won't be long before the sheep will grow up.

......

Now that summer is coming to an end, the autumn harvest is not far off.

Weiyang's father hardened his head, his heart was like a cold stone, and finally finished the last wooden work for the owner.

Before he could slow down, the family called him to do the carpentry work, and offered a considerable pay, namely, three meals a day (he had almost always eaten two meals a day, or one, in previous years), and this time, when he finally came to his senses, he told them that he had something to do at home, and then, flatly, refused.

He returned home empty, and within a few days, the autumn harvest began.

In those days, he went down to the field with his mother and harvested the crops in bundles and bundles.

During the day, the sun was like a brazier on the earth, and he was the first time he had worked, and although it was so hot that it was not as pleasant as woodwork, he still worked tirelessly, pouting his buttocks, and doing it in full swing, like a stupid child, with hairy hands and feet. But he can deeply feel a sense of steadiness, he feels very happy, he feels that this kind of life is more precious than anything else, at least, it is not very good than running out like a homeless person for many years, doing wood work for others for free.