After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

If the heavy rain continues tomorrow, Fan Qian and Fan Damu's family will refuse to participate. They can't help but build.

Except for the old village chief, everyone in the Li family is miserable.

The family wanted to let the village survive the heavy rain safely and minimize the losses of every household in the village, so that they could come and go without any complaints.

However, some villagers only want to take advantage of the situation, and they want to benefit from it without contributing any money.

Calculate everything and manipulate everything.

It's more chilling than angry.

Li Wen let out a long sigh, and just then he thought of the bamboo basket he put down under the eaves.

It was getting dark, and everyone was not thinking about it. They didn't pay attention. He picked up the bamboo basket and said to his wife: "Guifen, this is what sister Shuiqing gave to daddy. I don't know what it is. Please warm it up." Give it to daddy."

The old village chief frowned into a big "Sichuan" sign, and saw the eldest son hurriedly said: "Dad, I really don't plan to ask for it!

But Brother Jin grabbed my raincoat and I couldn't run away. Sister Shuiqing handed it to me. I couldn't pull it with her, right?

She also said, this is for you to eat! You won't tell me if you take it back. "

The old village chief's brows slowly relaxed. The others thought carefully and sincerely gave the gift to their family and brought everything back.

He relented: "Open it and see what it is. Boss and wife, heat it up and have dinner together as a family."

Wang Guifen wanted to say that this was for your father-in-law to eat, but when she weighed the stoneware basin in her hand, it was heavy. Without the basin, it probably weighed five or six kilograms!

There are so many things that Dad can’t finish by himself.

She knew in her heart that Shui Qing said it was for her father, but with such a large basin, it looked like it was prepared for a large family.

She first opened the tight thin hemp rope tied around the mouth of the basin, took it out in circles, then uncovered the oil paper wrapped around it, and then exclaimed.

The two sisters-in-law, Zhang Hui and Zhao Lan, heard the call and went over to take a look.

This sight also made the two of them exclaim in surprise.

The three Li brothers looked over curiously, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Lan pointed at the stoneware basin and said in disbelief: "It's meat! The basin is full of meat!"

Hearing that it was meat, even the old village chief looked over.

Li Wu stepped forward and said, "This is pure meat, not adulterated at all!"

How can I be willing to give pure meat to others? It would be nice to add some meat to the dish to bring out the meaty flavor and oiliness.

Li Qiang smelled it and said, "Mutton."

The mutton taste is strong and obvious.

Zhang Hui looked at it carefully and said: "Every piece is thick with grease. I carefully selected it. Shui Qing is such a generous person. I have nothing to say."

If it were her, she wouldn't be willing to give something rich even if it were pure meat.

The people present asked themselves that they couldn't do it.

There was meat for dinner, and the family cleared away the previous gloom, with a look of anticipation on their faces.

Wang Guifen and the other three were holding heavy stoneware basins, feeling extremely excited.

Five or six kilograms of meat, even if it’s the Chinese New Year, I wouldn’t be willing to buy this much!

Dinner was prepared beforehand, including stewed radish, fried loofah, and steamed eggplant.

The head of the house worked hard digging ditches. He also cracked two goose eggs into the vegetable soup and made a large bowl of vegetable and egg drop soup.

Goose eggs are larger than chicken eggs and don't taste as good as chicken eggs, but they are big and two of them can make the pot look like there are a lot of egg droplets.

Thinking that tomorrow's boss might be even more tired than today, the three of them didn't dare to cook all the mutton in one meal.

First, I took out half a bowl of pure meat, poured in a little bit of soup, and put it in the pot to heat.

I set aside about two kilograms and poured it into the stewed radish together with the soup. Stir evenly and simmered over high heat for a while. When it was served out, the radish and the radish had the aroma of meat.

Soak the rest in cold water with the stoneware basin and save it for tomorrow's meal.

The third sister-in-law put dinner on the table.

A separate large bowl of pure mutton was placed neatly in front of the old village chief.

In the middle of the table is mutton stewed with radish.

Surrounding it are vegetable and egg drop soup, fried loofah, steamed eggplant, and a large basket of potatoes on the kang.

The adults in the family were okay, but the children cheered with joy when they saw it was meat and eggs.

The Li family's dinner was particularly enjoyable and lively.

Fan Qian's family was not so comfortable.

There were many people and it was not a family. Children were running around noisily, which made Fan Qian feel very distressed.

After scolding him several times, it had no effect at all. Instead, Aunt Fan and Fan Damu's wife glared at him, feeling that he, as an elder, was harsh on children and could not tolerate children.

Thinking of the big Yaerya rivers and lakes in the past, in this house, they were light-footed, careful in everything they did, and rushed to do the work. Then compared with the running and fighting in front of him, which was about to overturn the roof, Fan Qian felt his head hurt even more. The body became even weaker.

What's even more terrible is that there is not enough firewood!

On weekdays, firewood is really not worth mentioning. You can just pluck it from anywhere, but now this rainy weather is really terrible.

Aunt Fan, her daughter-in-law and her own mother-in-law have had several quarrels over firewood!

There was a noise at almost every meal, and there was a noise about heating water. It was just about who used more thatch and straw, and who took longer to cook.

The mother-in-law at home said again that the oil was gone and there was not much salt.

I only dared to eat two meals a day of black noodles and green vegetables, which didn't taste very salty, and my stomach was always hungry.

"Dad, are you really not going to pick up Zhaodi?" Fan Erzhu thought that their relationship with his brother-in-law's family was not good. My uncle was raising Zhaodi. What if he came to ask for food later? There wasn't much food at home.

Fan Dazhu was more concerned about building the dam, "Dad, do we really not care about building the dam? Will the old village come forward and force us to contribute to the sack?"

Fan Qian squatted at the threshold, his face was gloomy even though the sky was dark, and his mood was upset even though the heavy rain was messy.

After hearing what his son said, he said coldly: "If you don't accept it, let your uncle take care of him and save food rations for our family.

The old village chief is not a government official, so why should we do it if he asks us to do it?

Not cultivating is not a sinful thing, and he can’t drive us out of the village, so there’s nothing to be afraid of. "

The four eldest sons breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Then he thought that he was just a village chief, acting like an official.

Before, their mother pushed Erya down the mountain, and she would be punished if she caused trouble to the government, so they asked the old village chief to take action and compensate her.

Zhang Tuzi did something bad that time and caused public outrage.

This time was different. They didn't want to put a knife to their necks.

Fan Damu over there was even more confident.

Their houses are gone, why should they be allowed to build embankments?

What can be done to them if they don't build it? The old village chief can't threaten them even if he wants to.

He was more concerned about where to get firewood and where to eat than building dikes.

The rainstorm had just started, and he had already eaten several mushy meals, and his stomach was never full!

When people are hungry, they feel irritated and dry for no reason.

He was lying on the bed with his clothes gathered up. He wanted to turn over but found that he couldn't because there were people on both sides.

The rainstorm outside continued, making those who listened even more depressed.

Bai Ziqian was lying on a large bed, which was covered with clean and soft quilts. Unlike when he was crowded in a thatched house and couldn't straighten his legs at first, now he could stretch out as much as he wanted and roll out as much as he wanted.

After finishing his schoolwork for the day and having eaten and drank enough, he should have fallen into a good dream, but he suddenly woke up!

He sat up suddenly, breathing heavily with his mouth open.

Cold sweat fell on his forehead.

In the dream, my father was washed away by the flood.

Impossible, his father was in Baifu, Nandu, how could he be washed away by the flood...