The Gao Tu family had five sons.

The eldest son is 25 years old, named Gao Tiezhuang, who has married a child bride who was bought by a flood one year, and has a gentle temperament, and gave birth to a pair of twin sons after marriage.

The rest didn't have a family. The second high-speed railway head is twenty years old, and he has been lined down, and the youngest son of the high butcher is fourteen years old, and his mother-in-law is the one who makes a living.

It can be said that because the Gao family does not have so many women and children to take care of, it is the family with the smallest burden and the most strong labor in the village.

The high butcher shouted to stop at this order, and his sons had already unloaded the carriage and let the old cow rest for a while, drink some water, and eat some forage.

In the eyes of the peasant family, it is nothing if people are tired and hungry, and if the livestock are tired and not decent, it is really distressing.

The high butcher touched the sweaty old cow distressedly, and urged his eldest daughter-in-law to hurry up and make rice.

His eldest daughter-in-law asked, "Dad, let's also cook sticks?" I think the Lizheng family and Song Tongsheng's family seem to have to cook sticks.

The old man is magnanimous.

The high butcher is extremely open, and it may be precisely because of this thinking that he knows that food does not depend on the province, but on earning, so he relies on selling pork, and his days have been among the best in the village.

He waved his hand and said: "Take advantage of the dark light, those unseemly people in the village have not yet arrived, and now others can't come over to cry when they smell it, you cook a stick in one pot, and fry the pork in a pot with sauce." How much can be fried, the rest of the salt particles to pickle, wait for drying, if the situation is not good, a few pieces of one person are hidden, in case of scattering in the future, and you will not starve to death for a while, alas! ”

After thinking about it, before leaving, his family killed a pig, and the pig was screaming, and the whole village heard it, and the three ox carts of his family were also very eye-catching, and he instructed his eldest daughter-in-law: "You fry it out, put it in a clay pot, and send it to Lizheng's family and Song Xiaosan's family first, and the family will send two cans." ”

Song Xiaosan is Song Fusheng, the nickname given to him privately by the high butcher.

His eldest son was not happy: "Dad, isn't this too generous?" ”

Before the high butcher could say anything, the second son Gao Tietou grabbed it and said:

"Big brother, we don't have many salt particles, can we marinate the whole pig? Can you let it go if you don't pickle this weather? Along the way, Li Zheng, our outsider will not become the target of the whole village, we all know that our family has food and meat, in case there is a hunger that can't stand it, we will also take into account whether Li Zheng will not come directly to rob it. ”

Gao Tie Zhuang laughed: "They dare? Let's kill them! ”

"If you dare or not, there will be less quarrels and less trouble, and Uncle Song's family is even more so. Don't mention anything else, when people go back to the village to deliver a letter to us, the first one comes to our house to tell us, which is equivalent to saving the lives of our brothers. ”

The eldest son of the Gao family stopped squeaking.

The high butcher took two mouthfuls of dry tobacco and said, "In a while, the second child, you send it to the Song family." I have to ask when I go to Lizheng, how is this going to dawn, after dawn? Go on? Don't talk about people, the old cow has to be tired and stop. ”

At this time, the Song family's corn cob was almost cooked.

The men circled the city, drinking water and discussing what to do next.

If it was daytime, I didn't say anything, and then I fled, but it was almost two o'clock in the middle of the night, and people were sleepy.

Compared with men, women seem to be a little bigger-hearted, anyway, you can do whatever you want, just don't drag your feet.

Especially Ma's, not only does she not worry about the next step, she also has the heart to share the food.

Yes, that's right, divided into six grades, especially layered.

Ma gave the eldest girl and the second girl and her granddaughter peach blossoms, a small cut of corn for each person.

gave Song Poria, Song Jinbao, and Qian Mishou a fist-sized amount of dry food for each person, but not corn.

gave the three daughters-in-law a piece of corn for each person, and when he gave it, he also said: "Cut the upper of the shoe quickly after eating." ”

gave herself and her aunt's old lady Niangtian, as well as her own daughter, Song Yinfeng, Song Fuling's only aunt, and shared a normal-sized dry food for herself.

Then there were the four strong and the old bull head, two corns for each person.

For the rest, Ma's sons and grandchildren, plus aunts and grandsons, one person is four.

Song Fuling clutched her fist-sized dry food: "......"

Thank you, as a girl, thank you for not letting her go to the first echelon.

Qian Mishou whispered to Song Fuling that it would be good if he was placed in the first echelon, so that he could eat with his sister, eat dry food if he wants, eat corn and gnaw corn, and next time he will strive to go to the first echelon.

Song Lingling was speechless again.

Si Zhuang and Lao Niu Tou took two corns, and they were quite honest, sitting cross-legged and gnawing on them.

Qian Peiying glanced at a piece of corn in her hand, glanced at her daughter, and then at Sizhuang, she quickly finished gnawing it, patted the ash on her buttocks after eating, and ran to the pot. I thought to myself: I can't get used to the old lady's problem, along the way, the days will be long.

Ma: "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm fishing for corn."

"Didn't I send it to you?"

"You can't get enough of one."

Ma Shi thought to himself: Where did you come from to say that you are embarrassed to say that you are not full, these three daughters-in-law are entangled with ghosts, she has always given everyone as much as she shares, and others have to eat as much as they want.

"You gnawed on my bones, and the rest of the pot was left for my third son, and he had to eat it when he came back, why are you a woman eating so much!"

Qian Peiying didn't want to quarrel, how could she have that energy, the ancient road was simply not walked by people, and she was already tired.

It happened that Song Fusheng came back after peeing, and she said directly to Song Fusheng:

"Huh? I said, I'll eat a stick of corn, and your mother won't let you eat it when it's over, she said everyone has to ration. Then you eat less, save me some, I'm almost exhausted. And Poria, she has a fist-sized dry food, anyway, you can do it yourself. ”

Let the man save the food in his mouth for himself.

Sister-in-law He was shocked.

The second sister-in-law, Zhu, listened stupidly with her mouth half open.

This is so inconsistent with the women's outlook on life and values.

Song Yinfeng, the eldest sister of Qian Peiying in this life, quickly stood up and said, "Third brother, sister is not hungry, you eat yours, I will give mine to my younger brother and sister." After saying that, he broke the dry food in his hand.

The scene was silent for a while, except for the crackling of burning branches.

The two second daughters-in-law of He and Zhu hurriedly looked at their mother-in-law.

Ma Shi surprised everyone and asked: "Who is Fuling?" To whom? ”