Except for a few families in Shanshui Village who have plenty of food, most families are not rich in food.

Think about it, it's because of my poor family background.

Last year, although Shuiqing's family exchanged rice for picking mushrooms and peeling chicken heads, part of the family's savings were used to build the house and buy gray tiles, and the other part was exchanged for rice.

However, if we had not replaced rice, we would not be able to build a tile-covered house, let alone avoid this year's heavy rain.

The remaining rice is replaced with black noodles.

Fortunately, it was replaced by black noodles. One pound of rice can be exchanged for three or four pounds of black noodles. Two or three pounds of black noodles mixed with vegetables can be boiled into a large pot. Even a large family of ten or twenty people can share it. Serve a large bowl.

This black flour would have been more than enough to last until this year's new grain harvest. However, due to the floods, no new grains were harvested. In addition, all the wheat flour stored at home was used to exchange for potato seeds. Most of them had to tighten their belts and live a prudent life.

The most abundant households in the village are the six or seven families who planted potatoes in the first half of the year and Zhang Tuzi's family.

Unlike other families who get rich through hard work, Zhang Tuzi's family relies entirely on land exchange.

What's more, what I got in exchange was corn noodles, which were more delicious than black noodles, and my life became easier than before the flood.

Wang Guifen's natal family had the smallest number of acres of potato cultivation. It only had five acres of land, and it was the land with the least fertility. It still harvested six to seven thousand kilograms of potatoes. This made the Wang family happy and kept saying that they were lucky to hear it. If you marry your daughter, you will plant potatoes!

I was secretly annoyed that I didn’t listen to everything, otherwise I wouldn’t have harvested more than six or seven thousand catties.

Later, the daughter's family firmly followed Shui Qing's family, so they followed the daughter's family firmly - if they didn't know how, they would follow those who did.

In the yard, Mr. Wang nodded with a smile on his face: "My dear, whatever you say will be done!"

The house at home is spacious and the food is sufficient. Last month, the two sons helped Mr. Bai transport potatoes and earned three or four taels of silver. He was not particularly anxious about selling rabbits.

Mr. Wang is not in a hurry, but other families who are not rich in food are not as calm.

"My rabbit is so big and fat that it is ready for the market. Old village chief, do you think we should sell it first?"

"Female rabbits are not for sale. We can't buy so many male rabbits. Food is expensive in Fucheng now. Rabbits are also food, and they are still meat. Let's try selling them now. If the market is good, it would be good to exchange them for some food, right?"

"Yes, the last time I went to Fucheng, my boss thought the food was expensive and didn't buy much. This time, even if it was expensive, I had to buy some.

A large family needs to eat, and there is not much food at home. I feel panicked. "

There was a cacophony of voices, eager to persuade.

After the wall is built, safety is no problem for the time being, and everyone is more concerned about whether they are hungry.

It just so happens that the rabbits at home are almost grown, which is their hope just like the potatoes!

Life is easier when there is hope.

Wang Guifen smiled brightly and said: "We have no experience in doing business. We don't know how to sell this rabbit to whom and how much it will cost.

So last month my father-in-law asked us to ask Shui Qing for his opinion. His family had a rice wine business and it was doing well. When Shui Qing asked her brother to come with her, everyone felt at ease. "

In the past, even if people in the village knew that Hu Shuiqing had a younger brother, they didn't know who he was.

But after he went out to deliver goods, every household in the village knew this person!

I learned this from my own man, and they were all words of praise.

He was said to be mature and steady despite his young age. No matter what he saw or encountered on the road, he would not panic. He was more composed than the older ones like them.

He is said to have a rough appearance and a burly physique, but on the contrary, he is very thoughtful and considers all aspects of things along the way.

He also said... they are all good words after all, and I couldn't praise him enough!

Now when Wang Guifen said that Hu Wenhua was following, I immediately felt relieved.

The old village chief looked at the crowd and said the reason for bringing everyone together today: "The most important thing for us to come here today is to ask for your opinion: since we have invited Hu Wenhua to take the lead, we must listen to his words;

No matter where you go to sell it or the price, you can't have any opinions. If you are not satisfied, just wait until you come back and don't go there next time. You can't cause embarrassment outside without giving face. "

The old village chief used the word "please", which showed respect.

Everyone also understands that if they agree, they must follow their style of conduct and listen to their arrangements.

If you don't agree, say it now. Don't agree now and regret it when you go to Fucheng.

And if you go with it, you have to endure it even if it’s really not good! Let’s talk about it when we get back.

"My house is fine!" Anyway, they went to Fucheng and didn't know how to sell it.

"So are we!" We haven't been to Fucheng a few times in total. Once inside, we can't tell the difference between the east, west and north, let alone where to sell it and what to do if we can't sell it.

"It's good to have someone to take the lead. I'll definitely listen." You won't wander around like a headless fly, that's good.

Besides, if it is like the big pillar and the second pillar, it will definitely not work! But Hu Wenhua can! He believes he can lead the team well.

Seeing that everyone had basically expressed their opinions, the old village chief continued: "Okay, let's go home and count the number of rabbits we want to sell and the people we will send. We will set off early tomorrow morning."

It was time to sell rabbits, and the rabbit owners were very excited, and went home with a bang to get ready.

Among the crowd, Zhang Tuzi didn't care. He had a lot of corn noodles at home, enough to eat, so he didn't live a tiring life like them. What's the point.

Besides, he didn't raise any rabbits. He came just to watch the fun - lying down all the time was not enough because his back hurt.

Fan Qian was at the back of the crowd, and he didn’t raise any rabbits at home.

But there was not enough food at home, and his mother worked hard at home and refused to sell the land, so he asked him to think of other ways.

What other options could he think of?

He could only go out to Fucheng and ask Fan Damu for directions. Dazhu and Erzhu said that it was very chaotic outside, so it was safest to follow the people in the village.

As soon as he got home, he heard a quarrel coming from inside. Fan Qian frowned, not wanting to go home, but he finally walked in.

"Grandma, look at Zhang Baldy selling dozens of acres of land, how good the food is! Why can't we sell it?"

While they were working, they heard from Zhang Chunhua that her family had plenty to eat every meal, including corn noodles, and their life was better than before the flood.

Fan's mother glared at her, "No! How are you four going to get married if we sell the land again?"

Sun Jinhua was speechless when she heard that her son was being married.

The four pillars pouted at the same time, and their stomachs were not full, so what kind of wife would they marry?

Marry her and starve together?

"Grandma, you were able to sell your land whenever something happened, and your life was very easy. But now that our whole family doesn't have enough to eat, you are not allowed to sell it." Fan Sanzhu muttered in a low voice.

Fan Erzhu was also dissatisfied: "If we don't sell the land, how will we live in the future? When will hunger end!"

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