The two children took the pimple soup given to them by their father, looked around with big eyes, and suddenly looked at Shen Yiyi, and the eldest said first, "Thank you, auntie." The little one followed suit, and said thank you to her aunt in a milky voice.

Yes? Why should they thank her? Did you know she had something delicious in her bag?

Shen Sanzhu turned his head and saw that his little sister looked confused, and smiled:

"These two boys are so smart, they must have seen you give their mother money, and they think that they can eat this pimple soup, it must be because you gave money."

The three or four-year-old child listened to Shen Sanzhu's words, and actually nodded honestly, "Mother said that if you have money, you can buy more food, and we won't have to starve in the future." ”

Ma Song heard that Mayor Shen guessed the thoughts of his two sons, although he blushed a little, but he was more proud.

"Life in the countryside is too hard, and the two of them are good fortune tellers, at least they can drink two thin meals a day, plus two steamed buns." Ma Song said and reached out and touched his youngest son's head, as if he was recalling something, and after sighing, he said:

"The year when the eldest of my family was born was the most difficult years, when the family didn't talk about eating buns, and the gruel was broken. Compared with that time, the present life is good, people have to learn to be content, and you two don't know the blessings in the midst of blessings. ”

Ma Song said, two sons, one slapped his brain, of course, they all controlled the strength.

"Then what did you eat to survive at that time?" Shen Yiyi likes to hear such stories the most, and when she saw that Ma Song opened this head first, she immediately became interested.

"What else can you eat, wild vegetables, grass roots, tree bark, as long as you can fill your stomach, no matter what, in the absence of a grain of rice, our villagers in Majiatun insisted on more than three months, waiting for the relief grain from above."

Father Shen and Mrs. Shen have also been hungry, but in fact, several brothers in her family, including the little original owner, have all been starved.

But to say that there is not a grain of grain, their family has never lived such a life, even in the three years of natural disasters, their family has never eaten tree bark.

Therefore, Ma Song's words touched Shen Sanzhu and Shen Yiyi, including Gu Zumo, and several people here.

From that kind of day, it is possible to build such a four-room one-brick house, and Ma Song's family is also very powerful.

However, if she chooses, although housing is important, it is not so important compared to food and clothing.

At that time, she was going to go to the toilet, and Ma Song's daughter-in-law accompanied her, she knew that their eldest daughter was fourteen years old, and in fact, she wanted to have a little girl to accompany her.

So he asked, why he hadn't seen the two daughters of their family all the time, and then Ma Song's daughter-in-law spit out a sentence for a long time, "Our mother is dressed in cotton clothes." ”

This kind of thing is actually not uncommon in the countryside, but if it is said that Ma Song's family is like this, is it even worse for ordinary people's families?

But that Ma Dongmei is wearing a good outfit, it seems that not only is she wearing a cotton jacket and cotton pants, but also a coat and pants on the outside, and there is no patch.

Then look at the horse to send the daughter-in-law, the blouse is better, only the elbows on both sides are patched, and the pants are needless to say, it's just patches on top of patches.

Because she had a very bad opinion of Ma Song's daughter-in-law's previous falls, Shen Yiyi didn't tell her too much, and she didn't have the idea of giving their daughters clothes.