Sang Luo smiled slightly, handed the pumpkin to Zhang Daqiang, who was making a fire, and said, "Zhang Daqiang, I will produce pumpkin and you will produce rice, how about cooking pumpkin porridge and eating it?" ”

Zhang Daqiang raised his head, squinted slightly, and smiled: "You really know how to plan!" The two of us, a family of seven! ”

"Mutual benefit! Besides, didn't you also receive your rice from Gantang Station? Among them are also our rations, isn't it? Sang Luo smiled with a smile on his face.

"Who said it was your rations? That's our ration! Zhang Daqiang took a dry nest head and threw it to her, "This is your ration!" ”

Sang Luo knew that there was nothing to eat on the way to exile, but it was too unpalatable! Who can stand eating the nest made of Sanhe noodles every day?

"When I borrow yours, okay? Which county will you pass by the next time, you let me go out to buy some rice and noodles or other daily necessities, and I will give it back to you! ”

Bai pinched the nest in his hand, looked at his son who was still sleeping, and couldn't help but feel distressed. After being locked up in prison for a month, the children have lost their weight, and some time ago they were finally raised at the post station, and now the meal is a nest.

She looked at her mother-in-law and Zhang Daqiang expectantly.

Zhang Daqiang pondered for a while, and then glanced at Bai's: "Let her cook!" ”

When Bai Shi heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly nodded: "Okay!" I'll cook it, I'll cook it, and the guys will rest for a while! Just a while! ”

It's okay for them adults to gnaw dry nests, but they can't bear to watch their sons gnaw dry nests too. There's nothing good to eat, and it's good to let him eat some rice porridge.

Zhang Daqiang took out the rice bag, grabbed two handfuls of rice, looked at Sang Luo, and said, "Remember, you have to pay it back!" ”

"Okay, okay! Also, also, when we buy rice, we will pay you back! Sanluo took the rice with a smile in his eyes.

Bai Shi took out all the melon seeds in the pumpkin pulp and kept them, then cut the pumpkin into pieces, and said, "It would be nice if there was glutinous rice flour, Yu'er likes to eat pumpkin pie very much!" ”

Zhang Daqiang said: "You can also make pumpkin pie?" How long does it take to get it done? ”

"It's going to take about half an hour!" Bai replied.

"It's been too long, keep half of the pumpkin and make pumpkin pie at night!" Zhang Daqiang still wants to hurry up, breakfast can't be too delayed!

"Do you have glutinous rice flour?" Sang Luo heard his words.

Zhang Daqiang said: "No! But at noon we were able to go to a town and maybe buy it there! ”

Sang Luo nodded thoughtfully, she might be able to take this opportunity to take out some of the living items in the space openly.

Suddenly, there was an argument at the door.

"This pumpkin is mine, I'll see it first!"

"What I got first is mine!"

"Then it's not you pushing me, or can this melon get into your hands?"

……

Sang Luo looked at them, where Han Fang and Old Man Yang's second daughter-in-law, Qian, grabbed pumpkins.

She couldn't help but hold her forehead, she just wanted to divide the space for them to eat! Who knew it would be this result, and if I knew it, I wouldn't have stayed.

Two pumpkins that big are enough for a meal! Why do you want to be exclusive? I can't eat such a big melon in one meal.

Sang Luo looked at Zhang Daqiang, made a look, lowered his voice and asked, "Zhang Daqiang, you don't care?" ”

Zhang Daqiang chuckled, didn't bother to pay attention, and replied: "That's their business, as long as they don't run away, it doesn't matter to me if they are killed!" ”

Sang Luo didn't know whether to take care of it for a while, what if there was a fight? But what does it have to do with her? It's better not to be nosy!

"Aunt Sang, you are judged! Is this melon the one who gets it first is who's? Han Fang's clan suddenly mentioned Sang Luo.

Sang Luo didn't seem to be able to avoid it, she looked up at Han Fang's and the Yang family's second daughter-in-law, Qian's two of them holding the same melon and not letting go.

"Uh...... This ......" Sang Luo really didn't like it, "such a big melon, why don't you divide it equally?" I can't finish a single meal. ”

"If you can't finish eating, you can save it for the next meal! On what basis? Han Fang's clan hurriedly retorted!

Yang Qian hurriedly said: "Mrs. Sang said that it was divided equally, why not divide?" This pumpkin was discovered by Mrs. Sang! ”

Sang Luo has a little headache, he really can't be too kind, and he can do bad things with good intentions!

Sang Luo knew that she couldn't persuade these two people, so she set her eyes on the elders of the two families.

"Old Man Yang, Mrs. Han! I think it's better for everyone to be in the same situation now, so it's better to be harmonious. Fighting for a melon so much hurts and wastes physical strength, why bother? ”

Mrs. Han glanced at Old Man Yang. This old man Yang is a little worse than their family! The eldest daughter-in-law died in prison, and although the second son was saved and the epidemic was cured, he still looked sick. I don't know if I can make it to Osaki.

Mrs. Sang was right. Qiu Ju, divide it up! ”

Mrs. Han knew that food was rare on the way to exile, but she understood her daughter-in-law's temperament! It is estimated that the Qian family found it first, and she pushed the person down and grabbed the melon!

"Mother! We're a family of twelve! The third brother is still not in good health, you can't bear to let him eat dry food! "Han Fang's clan is unwilling!

"Divided! When I got to the next town, I gave the hairpin as some food to Cong'er. After Mrs. Han finished speaking, she looked at Old Man Yang.

Old Man Yang knew what Mrs. Han meant by this? He wanted to say no generously, but the second child's body would definitely not be able to eat the nest every day.

"Thank you, Mrs. Han!" Old Man Yang accepted.

A hint of strangeness flashed in Mrs. Han's eyes, and she immediately returned to normal!

Han Fang's family had no choice but to give a small half to Yang Qian's family, and said while cutting it back: "My mother-in-law is kind, you have to remember the good of our family after eating!" ”

"You ......" Yang Qian wants to fight, why give a small half?

"Ahem!" Old Man Yang coughed and shook his head at Qian.

Yang Qian could only endure it, no longer made a sound, but cut and boiled half of the pumpkin.

Sang couldn't help but want to see the fate of another melon. I saw a woman in her twenties cut the melon, divided it into three parts, gave it to the Zhao family and the Sun family, and kept a piece for herself.

Sang Luo couldn't help but look at the woman, a shabby dress did not cover Linglong's figure, and she looked good. Look at it, she is also a kind-hearted person, she got the melon and took the initiative to share it with others, what is her name?

The lady of the Yang family smiled and thanked: "Thank you Weaver Niang!" ”

Sang Luo remembered it when he heard it, Weaving Niang, surnamed Du. Weaving is the one who held up two pennies and begged her to save her mother and give her mother medicine!

Du's family is small, just her mother-in-law, her and weaving, the three of them, are very poor!

At that time, when I went out of the capital, there were relatives in each family who came to see them off, and prepared some silver and daily necessities. There was no one in their house, and the three of them were dressed in clothes, which were now dilapidated.

"Weaving, raw can't be eaten. Well, spit it out! As soon as Du Shi turned around after dividing the melon, he saw his daughter holding the raw pumpkin and nibbling on it.