The scene was very chaotic for a while, and even staged a full martial arts, several mothers-in-law beat their cloaks, of course, everyone knew it, and they didn't kill me, it was nothing more than you scratching my neck, I pulled your hair, I bit your arm, and you pinched my thigh.

This kind of thing has to be staged once every three days, but it is not as large as this time, and Village Chief Ning generally doesn't care, but this time it was too big and had to come out to preside over the distribution of the rest of the things.

He originally wanted to hide in the crowd and wait for Wang Xiujuan to come out to divide the points, after all, those mothers-in-law seemed to listen to her, and a lot of things were also made by her, Wang Xiujuan also saved this thought when she came out to distribute, but she didn't expect that Wang Xiujuan had been hiding in the crowd and watching the excitement with her little granddaughter from a distance, seeing that the more noisy it was, not only the mothers-in-law in the village were fighting, but those little daughters-in-law also seemed eager to join in. You can't stop it without stepping in.

"Stop! If you don't make a little trouble every day, you don't feel comfortable, right?! "When those officers and soldiers were there, they still worked together, and after the officers and soldiers left, these people seemed to change their appearance, and they started again one by one, catching those trivial things, or they didn't take advantage of enough, and they wanted to get everything to their own homes.

The mothers-in-law who were fighting on fire didn't listen to Village Chief Ning at all, and Village Chief Ning's words only stopped those little daughters-in-law from wanting to do something.

The mothers-in-law were still entangled with each other, Ning Qingxi looked at her, and she had always had the impression of being an amiable Grandma Ding, and at this time, her hands were fierce and greeted Grandma Lai's face and neck.

After hearing the village chief's words, Grandma Lai still acted like no one, and she bit Grandma Ding's arm with several missing teeth in her mouth.

Ning Qingxi shrunk his neck without shrinking it, it was too fierce.

Village Chief Ning said for a long time, this group of mothers-in-law all regarded him as the wind in his ears, there was no way, he could only call the little daughters-in-law of each family to pull people, and the scene was chaotic, and it finally stopped after more than ten minutes.

After being stopped, several mothers-in-law also looked at me unpleasantly, and I glared at each other unpleasantly.

Seeing that there was no quarrel, after watching the excitement, Wang Xiujuan and the others had already rushed home with their pots and knives.

The bowls at home were ruined, and I didn't know what to eat when I got back.

We have to go back and search for anything that can be used for the time being. After looking for a long time, they didn't find a single extra bowl, they moved it too thoroughly, and they took everything they could use at home.

Chopsticks can be used to chop two branches temporarily, how can this bowl be neat?

Ning Qingxi's face was melancholy, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly ran to the cellar of his house, and turned out a small clay pot in a corner.

took it out excitedly and walked in front of Wang Xiujuan, "Milk, let's use this to eat at night!" After boiling in the pot, we eat it straight here! What do you think? Ning Qingxi didn't dislike it at all when the family ate with a bowl, these were the father and grandmother who loved her the most, and their family was very hygienic! Although I can't afford to use salt, I will also use those branches to bite and brush my teeth, and I usually chew some mint leaves if I can, at least there are no oral problems!

The Ning family, who ate with them, was also forced to change a lot of habits.

Wang Xiujuan's eyes lit up, "This thing is not bad!" In the evening, just cook a lump soup, just cook it in a clay pot, and ask your father to sharpen a few spoons with wood. She estimated that the army had been dispatched, and there should be few displaced people, so she could go to the county seat in a few days and buy some bowls to come back. They can find a carpenter to make chopsticks, but they don't have to go to the county to buy them.

Ning Changrong was arranged by Wang Xiujuan to work as soon as he came back from discussing with the village chief, there is a lot of wood at home, although he doesn't know how to work as a carpenter, but it's no problem to make a few spoons, anyway, it doesn't need to be very fine, as long as it tastes like it's not boring.

Ning Changrong chiseled for a long time before he came up with three small spoons. It was even more difficult than he had imagined, and it was not easy to polish the grooves smooth. If he hadn't known that every household in the village was busy, he would definitely have gone to Carpenter Sun to help him, but now he could only barely make it up, make do with it, and think that he would find someone tomorrow.

Ning Changrong was lighting the fire on the side, Ning Qingxi was also squatting in the kitchen and chatting, the group of people was gone, and the homeless people were gone, she felt a lot more relaxed now, and she watched the wonderful drama for a while, and she was in the right mood, and she was messing around with her grandmother.

"Mother, I just went to the cellar to take a look, and the grain is estimated to last half a year." Originally, the grain he bought was enough for three people to eat for a year, but he first gave Wang Guilin two bags of homeless people at that time, and today he dragged out a lot of grain, plus the amount of food he has eaten in the past few months, and the entire cellar is directly half empty.

Of course, according to the three of them who eat three meals a day and eat dry and eat well, they must only be able to eat for half a year, and if they follow the eating method of others in the village, it is estimated that they can eat for a year and a half.

Wang Xiujuan stirred the pimple soup into the pot and spoke: "We have removed so much food, and it is estimated that there is nothing to eat in the village." ”

It's no wonder that the people in the village have to fight for even a few chicken bones, but there is no rice to cook at home, and the grain bought in advance is almost the same these times. In the future, every family will really have to live on wild vegetables, and they don't know if they will be able to survive until the autumn harvest.

Ning Changrong's face glowed red under the light of the firelight, and he felt that the temperature was too high, so he moved his stool and stepped back a little.

"It's okay, there are no homeless people staring at it now, there are not enough wild vegetables in the village, you can go out of the village to look for them, and you won't starve to death."

Wang Xiujuan watched most of the pimples in the pot float up, sprinkled chopped cabbage into the pot, boiled it for a while, took a thick cloth, and brought the clay pot from the small stove to the table on the side, and then was taken by Ning Changrong, brought to Wang Xiujuan's room, and gave the kitchen to Fang Chunmei and Li Dafeng.

Previously, Wang Xiujuan told the two concubines that they would continue to eat from each family.

As soon as they left, Li Dafeng and Feng Chunmei went into the kitchen to work, and Ning Changrong was in it before, so it was not easy for them to come in.

The three of them sat cross-legged on the kang, and Wang Xiujuan used the spoon to stir the clay pot to cool it.

Ning Changrong stared at his daughter before the meal, "Girl, you don't have anything to tell your father?" ”

Ning Qingxi actually forgot about the firecracker, and it took her father's eyes to think about it for a long time, and suddenly said seriously: "Dad, I know, I shouldn't hide from you to secretly make the firecracker myself, but I'm an adult, I know how to measure, I'm not a real child." ”

Ning Changrong was actually worried about his daughter's little arms and legs, and he would injure himself when he made gunpowder, looking at his daughter's serious look, Ning Changrong chuckled: "Dad didn't blame you, it's not that he won't let you make these hot weapons, it's just that he is worried that you will be injured." ”

After experiencing this time, Ning Changrong can be considered to have figured it out, and he is no longer as constrained as before.

(End of chapter)