"This is written, thin, and beautiful." Song Laoer didn't know how to comment in professional language, and he couldn't write this blessing word, but he was happy to see what his son wrote, Song Xiangming listened to the big guys praising them, so he didn't praise himself, blew his hair, and then said very badly: "I can write this word, it's better than what they wrote." ”

Song Bo ate the dried fruit that his milk gave him, raised his chin high and said: "Don't brag, just write something, it's definitely not as good as Lao Zhang's crawl, you can't even write, you know bragging, and you don't know who to follow." ”

This was said very politely, so that Song Xiangming started a fire at that time, Song Bo was squatting on the kang, Song Xiangming was standing on the ground, she patted the kang and then said very angrily: "Song Bo, don't be complacent, my writing must be better than yours." ”

So many people Song Bo is not afraid of quarreling with her: "Hmph, it's just bragging, saying that you are still not convinced, bragging, bragging, you don't write whatever you say, it's bragging, I don't believe you can write such good words." ”

Song Xiangming's forehead was bulging with anger, and she roared very angrily: "Song Bo, you really owe a beating." ”

Before she could move, she was kicked hard on the buttocks, Song Lao Er held the word Fu in his hand, and glared at her angrily: "You don't study hard yourself, half-heartedly, if you are not convinced, study hard by yourself next year, and then let the third master give you a chance to write." ”

Song Xiangming started crying, Song Lao Er was annoyed when she heard it, so she went back and told her not to cry if she wanted to eat, and if she cried, she would have nothing to eat.

No one paid attention to her, and she almost hit the wall with little anger.

The Qian family is also in the same situation, Dong Ying saw them talk about it again, and came over to see how the Fu character was written, and said sourly after reading it: "It's not good to write, if my family goes to study with meat balls every day, it will definitely be better than this, you see a lot of this, it's still bent, it's really ugly, it's embarrassing to take it back."

Your gentleman doesn't have a good level, and if he learns for so long and gives meat or something, he will teach you like this, and he won't be ashamed. ”

What she said could be said to be very sour, Feng Guihua glared at her angrily, and squirted: "If you can't speak, close the feces spray for me, or don't say anything." I'll tell you Dong Ying, wait for the New Year to see how I clean you up. ”

Today, Feng Guihua and the others went to Mei's house to change the salt back, and at night Song milk fried the house sparrow, put some potatoes in it, and sprinkled a spoonful of salt, the meat oil crackled, and soon the house finch meat and potatoes were fried on both sides of the golden, today I did a lot, there are more than a dozen house sparrows, and a pot of potatoes, the staple food is not only rice paste, but also steamed half of the pumpkin, the noodles, sweet and glutinous.

The children waited for the saliva to flow, and finally made the meal, Song Grandma directly divided the house finches into one person, Song Changning first smelled it, and the meaty hook made her hungry insects up, she blew it, and then tore off a calf and stuffed it into her mouth: "Hmm, this is too fragrant and delicious, so fragrant." ”

Listening to Song Changning, who usually doesn't talk much during meals, sighed like this, Grandma Song raised her head proudly: "Ah, is this thing made of milk better than that made by your daughters-in-law." ”

Feeling several glances at him, Song Changning scratched his head embarrassedly: "Milk, I can't answer what you say." ”

Seeing that Song Changning didn't want to offend anyone, everyone was amused by her and laughed, and Song Milk sandwiched a piece of pork belly into Song Changning's bowl: "Okay, it's the milk that makes it difficult for you, eat it quickly." ”

Song Xiangming rolled her eyes at Song Changning: "You are really a ghost, what do you say, you don't want to offend people, I think my mother's cooking is the best, and the milk is not delicious no matter how you do it." After speaking, I also glanced at Qian Guifeng, which means, look, I'm much better than your daughter, isn't it.

Qian Guifeng coughed and praised in a low voice: "It's still delicious made by my mother." ”

This means obviously, but people don't eat you.

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing, Qin Hong hurriedly scolded Song Xiangming: "Don't talk nonsense, you can't stop your mouth when you eat." ”

"Hypocrisy." Song Xiangming felt that her kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs by her mother.

I don't have to go to school the next day, Qian Zhaodi and Qian Youdi didn't forget to send the family finch to Shen Hanxin, Shen Hanxin was cowardly, and the result was that the house finch didn't eat, and I thanked Qian Youdi and Qian Zhaodi very politely for the big event.

At noon, she asked Shen Hannian to warm up the house sparrows, and originally wanted everyone to eat them together, but Shen Hannian and Shen Sanye both said that they didn't eat and didn't like to eat.

Song Changning didn't have to go to school and stayed at home for a long time, and when she was the only one in Song's house, she said as if unintentionally: "Milk, you said that the people outside have no food, will they come here to grab food?" ”

Grandma Song was stunned, and Song Changning said again: "I remember that in my original village, there was no food to eat and still ate dead people/meat, and many little girls born from other families were also boiled and eaten. ”

This is not nonsense, but a bloody fact, Song Changning heard that she hadn't eaten well for several days, and her head was full of boiled transparent babies, she didn't know how those people swallowed it, but she could understand it, because human life sometimes turns you into an emotionless beast.

The upstream village is the richest, and the next few villages are not so miserable, Leng Buding heard this and made his stomach uncomfortable: "Changning, what do you want to say." Sometimes Grandma Song really didn't treat this child as a child, but at most, she thought that Song Changning was more mature than others, so she didn't think about it.

"Milk, I'm afraid that after a long time, those people will go crazy and run to us to grab food." The memory of the previous life is vivid, the Song family is fortunate that there are many people, Song Laosan can still hold on, Rao is so in order to keep the last food, the whole family is more or less colorful, those people are crazy, no heart and feelings, they don't want to die, and finally the people in the village unite and unite several surrounding villages to beat those people away, the scene is very terrifying.

In Song Changning's memory, those people should not be called people, they are all half-human and half-corpse, and they have no reason.

"Milk, otherwise, let's make a cellar, hide the grain and valuable belongings, and don't tell others, we will cry poor and miserable in the autumn next year, and we must not let people know that we have food to eat." The reason why she said this is because she knows that this place will not encounter famine years, and as long as she cultivates the land honestly every year, she will not starve to death or gnaw the bark of trees.

"And if the situation allows, you can tell Uncle Fuquan in advance about this situation, each of our families will have weapons that can fight, and then everyone will unite together, and everyone will support everyone in need, so that we can ensure everyone's safety."

Song Grandma and Song Ye glanced at each other, and said for a long time: "We have a cellar at home, but we can dig a hole at home that others don't know, hide things, just hide some grain that can be saved, or potatoes and cabbage, but the things in the village, we have to look again, there are a lot of people in our village who are not easy to get along with, I'm afraid we think it's serious, they think we're timid, if this doesn't happen, we have to think we're blind." ”

Song Ye nodded in agreement: "That's right, the people in our village are like this." ”

Song Changning probably also understood what the people in the village were like, and after thinking about it for a while, he said: "Then it's better not to bring those people, and if you think it's necessary, let's join forces to help, what do you think about this idea?" ”

"This one is okay."

The two old men had the idea of being prepared for danger in times of peace, and Song Changning breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't delay the milk matter, let's get it as soon as possible." ”

"Well, don't worry, what Grandma promised will definitely be done."

Grandma Song decided to let the brothers of the Song family dig the cellar in the afternoon, she went to the Qian family to sit down, and then went to Uncle Fuquan tomorrow to make the sauce the day after tomorrow.

After eating at noon, Grandma Song told everyone about it, and Song Changning specially instructed her not to bring her, so she said that Grandma Song thought of it herself, and don't tell others that she helped think of it.

Grandma Song knew that this child usually didn't like to be sharp, so she took this idea, everyone listened to Grandma Song's analysis, and suddenly felt cold all over her body, Song Xiangming rarely didn't be a shit stirring stick today, only Song Changning knew that she had experienced this matter, and she wouldn't be stupid to stop it.

When she went back to rest, Song Xiangming could block Song Changning at the door, hugging her shoulders and walking a few steps like a laizi who was wandering around in the village, Song Changning didn't want to talk to her, but Song Xiangming reached out and grabbed her, and pinched Song Changning's flesh with her fingers: "It's okay, say this in advance, what's the matter, it doesn't make people crazy." ”

Song Xiangming thought of what she said about the future a few days ago, not only did everyone not believe her, but also took her to see Liu Blind, no matter what she said or did when she came to Song Changning, they all believed it.

"If you have the ability, let everyone believe you, and if you don't have the ability, you will be embarrassed by me." Song Changning couldn't bear it anymore, he said everything, Song Xiangming's eyes widened in disbelief: "Song Changning, you scolded me." ”

Her subordinates worked harder, Song Changning frowned slightly, and broke free from her: "I won't get used to you in the future, you can do it yourself." ”

Leaving a clear back to Song Xiangming, Song Xiangming didn't come back to her senses until she sneezed in the cold, and then cursed Song Changning with her teeth, but surprisingly she didn't get entangled.

Song Changning knew that he had guessed correctly, Song Xiangming was a typical person who bullied the soft and feared the hard, and it seemed that she must face difficulties in the future, and she could no longer be allowed to continue to bully herself.

Song Changning was very sleepy, yawning and climbing onto the kang to sleep, Song Fudao was already asleep, snoring, Song Changning pulled the small quilt over his stomach, and quickly fell asleep, Qian Guifeng didn't get sleepy at night, so he took the sole of his shoe to Boss Song, with a thimble on his middle finger, and began to accept it for a while, she didn't work much recently and lost a lot of weight, and her strength in her hands was not as big as before.