Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhang got up and wanted to get off the ground.

As a result, she almost fell to the ground, and her dizzy eyes were full of stars, mainly because she was hungry, and she understood.

It is estimated that if she comes later, the old lady will still have to starve to death.

Thanks to the storage ring in front of her, she could have opened, and if it hadn't been for the storage ring, her eyes would still be dark.

The urine sex 119 system that followed her doesn't squeak at all now, and people don't know whether to upgrade or what to do.

Anyway, her mental power didn't find 119.

By the time it came to 119, it would hide faster than anyone else.

Mrs. Zhang sat on the edge of the kang slowly.

A few grandchildren want to support their grandmothers, but the problem is that they are less energetic than their grandmothers.

I didn't look at a few small ones, and I was already hungry and lying on the kang and didn't move.

Jiang Xiaoman looked inside his storage ring, fortunately, he had learned the lesson of the last time, and this time there was a lot of food stored in the storage ring.

There's a lot of food.

Look at the listless children who are already hungry and can't move.

Jiang Xiaoman felt that this old lady was really evil.

It doesn't matter if anyone will find it rummaging in his storage ring for a long time.

Finally, some millet and cornmeal were found.

The rice and white flour were so eye-catching, even if the old lady took them out, she couldn't explain them clearly.

I'm afraid that this millet and cornmeal are terrifying enough, how many days they have eaten the bark and grass roots.

Now millet and cornmeal have popped up, can it not be scary?

Mrs. Zhang can't do it, and she has to be thriller.

You can't die like this.

She deeply doubted that if anyone starved to death now, her task would be finished immediately.

With such a powerful background, wouldn't she be sorry for the task publisher if she didn't show some real skills?

Horror and horror, better than starvation.

But looking at the clay pot and the firewood piled up, it was not enough to cook porridge.

Going out to collect firewood?

Inexistent!

She was so dizzy with hunger that she couldn't get off the ground at all.

A few grandchildren are not as good as her.

Look at these little faces. Jiang Xiaoman was deeply skeptical. Wait any longer, maybe one of these people will really starve to death.

I didn't see a few grandchildren lying on the kang, it was weak.

Without further ado, I took a few big meat buns from the space first.

At this time, I don't care about horror or horror, and it is better to let people live than anything else.

There's boiling water in the crockpot.

I found some milk powder and mixed it directly into the crockpot, and mixed it with a can of milk powder.

She simply can't afford to do these jobs, looking at her two granddaughters, though, with a little strength, I'm afraid it's not much better.

At this time, don't worry so much, let's fill our stomachs first.

Eat suddenly, you can't let these people eat too much.

She asked her two granddaughters, who were still able to move, to bring the can of milk powder.

A few small ones had long been lying on the kang and couldn't get up, so two big ones were left.

It's the granddaughter.

It should be the eldest granddaughter and the second granddaughter, and I explained things to her just now, but I was very articulate.

At this moment, seeing that grandma suddenly took out so many things here, she was stupid one by one.

I didn't dare to move.

The two little granddaughters were so frightened that they didn't know what to say, anyway, they knew that their grandmother suddenly took out a lot of things out of thin air, and this white powder made them put it in the water, and suddenly it became milky white.

And it had a sweet scent that they had never smelled before.

Anyway, when they smell it, they just know that it must be eaten.

The stomachs of the two children are even hungrier, but in this family, grandma is the most authoritative, even if there is anything to eat at home, you have to hold on to grandma first, this is the rule.

Then I put the crockpot on the kang according to my grandmother's instructions, and then I was horrified to see my grandmother take out a lot of snow-white things.

The children didn't know it was called steamed buns, because all the wheat they grew had to be exchanged for silver, and only the coarse grains they planted could be kept for their own consumption.

And there is no condition at home for them to eat such things as steamed buns and dumplings, so the children look at this snow-white thing and don't know what it is.

Mrs. Zhang is sad, she has raised apprentices herself, but she has not cultivated apprentices to this virtue.

Beckoned the two granddaughters to climb onto the kang and poured half a bowl of milk powder into each of the four bowls left in the house.

First give a few little grandchildren on the kang, and each of them will pour a bowl.

The few little grandsons who were already dying suddenly drank something sweet in their mouths, and it tasted so good.

Obey the instinct and pour it all down, waiting for half a bowl of milk powder to go down, after all, it is milk powder, plus sugar, people are refreshed all of a sudden.

Mrs. Zhang only broke half of the meat bun by herself, and didn't dare to let her eat more, the children have been hungry for so many days, if you really go down with this big meat bun, it is estimated that it will be slippery.

Besides, according to their current appetite, it is estimated that they can eat a few meat buns, and it is terrible if they break their stomach after eating them.

The little grandson was holding half a bun by himself, and he ate it deliciously, they had never eaten such a delicious thing in their lives, and if they were not mistaken, there was meat in this thing, and they hadn't tasted meat for a long time.

Seeing that the two granddaughters did not snatch the younger brothers' things because they were hungry, but tried their best to pour the milk powder for the younger brothers and stuff the buns into their hands one by one, the two of them, grandma didn't instruct, and they didn't even think about eating a mouthful.

But the gurgling of hunger in the stomach could never be hidden.

"You two also hurry up and drink a bowl, this thing is called milk powder, don't stand there, this big bun, one for each of the two of you, but it can only be one, you can't eat it anymore, otherwise it will break your stomach."

Mrs. Zhang instructed her two granddaughters to come over, and one of them filled half a bowl of milk powder, and drank it until it was sweet in her mouth, and the real person suddenly came to her senses.

The two of them looked inside the crockpot, and the milk powder had been almost drunk by them, and only a bottom was left.

The two of them were a little hesitant, their parents were outside, plus their uncles and aunts, the six adults didn't eat a mouthful, and they drank the milk powder. What do you drink when you come back?

The two of them took two sips and took the bowl, ready to pour the remaining milk powder back into the crockpot.

Mrs. Zhang called out to two people.

"Hurry up and drink, what are you doing in it, don't worry about your parents, we will have them when they come back in a while, even if you eat and drink, we have a grandmother!"

This is nothing short of rhetorical.

Mrs. Zhang was not idle, she was also holding a big meat bun and gnawing it, and she was also hungry.

If she is not full, she is worried that her old life will be explained here.

Although the two granddaughters drank the milk powder, they were reluctant to eat the meat buns, mainly because they saw that the old lady had no more buns in her hands, and they were worried that their parents would really starve when they came back.

Say that you don't eat anything.

In the end, there was no way, Mrs. Zhang had to take out 12 big buns from the storage ring, looking at so many buns, the two granddaughters were finally relieved, and only then did they take a small bite and eat the buns in their hands, and saw that several younger brothers were still looking at themselves greedily.

The two sensible children also broke a small piece from their own buns and stuffed another piece into each brother's hand, mainly because they felt that the half bun was too little, but they didn't know, this was Mrs. Zhang's painstaking work.