Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

The weather was not too cold, and after walking all day, the women could take a simple shower with water.

Taking advantage of the night, Lin Biannan filled the bucket in the space with water, went into the bathroom, scrubbed her body repeatedly with a towel, and rinsed off four or five buckets of water until her whole body was cold. Then she shivered and put on her clothes.

After washing, she took the dirty clothes to the pond to wash them.

She also took out the one she had thrown into the space before and washed it.

It was late at night when she fell asleep out of exhaustion.

When she woke up the next day, Mrs. Zhao had already started packing up, Mrs. Zhang was making breakfast, and Li Shulan was squatting beside her helping to light the fire.

In an open space not far away, the men of Linjia Village, young and old, surrounded the village chief.

"Grandma, what are my uncle and the others doing?"

Old Mrs. Zhao deftly rolled up the straw mat on the ground and tied it up with a straw rope.

"Before daybreak, the village chief notified the men in the family to attend the meeting."

"Meeting?"

Is there anything else you want to say? Aren’t we supposed to have breakfast, pack up and set off?

"I guess it's about food." Old Mrs. Zhao said this without stopping her hands.

"Is there any food left in the village?"

The original plan was to go into Xincheng to buy food, but in the end, we didn’t get into the city and many families were out of food.

The journey was slow because the villagers had to stop and pick edible wild vegetables and grass roots.

Seeing that she was puzzled, Mrs. Zhao explained, "The oxen of the clan leader and the village chief are pulling several bags of grain. The grain is from the public, and was originally used to take care of the lonely elderly people in the village."

Lin Yinan suddenly realized. She had seen the several bags hanging on the cow's back. There were so many people in the village, and if each family got a share, they probably wouldn't get even one kilogram.

After saying hello to Old Mrs. Zhao, she went into the woods to take care of her physiological problems.

There was plenty of light during the day, and there were bruises all over her thighs, and even clearly visible fingerprints.

Son of a bitch! You're playing it pretty well.

Lin Yinan was furious when she saw this. If she met this man, she would definitely cut him into pieces. She pulled up her pants angrily.

On the way back, she met Lin Yizhang who was carrying a large bundle of grass. This cousin was only one year older than her, but he was as strong as an ox.

My uncle's sons all took after their father. They were good at work, but they had no talent for reading and writing.

Therefore, when the Hu people massacred the city, my uncle's family took my grandmother to Linjia Village and escaped the disaster.

"Brother, you don't need to cut so much. The horses will eat it themselves when they get on the road."

Lin Yinan took the initiative to step forward and greet him.

Lin Yizhang turned around with difficulty, carrying the grass on his back. "The horses can't finish it, so the rest can be used to weave straw mats. We left in a hurry and forgot to bring many things."

When they returned to the camp, Lin Shuo had already returned from the meeting and was talking to Old Lady Zhao with a frown on his face.

Lin Yizhang threw the grass on the ground. When Lin Yisong saw the two men coming back, he hurried over to help untie the rope and threw a few bundles of grass in front of the horse.

He whispered to them, "Brother, Sister Anan, the village has distributed the public grain, and each family got two kilograms. Our family got four kilograms."

"Then there will be no food in the village, and it's still four or five days' journey from here to Jiancheng." Lin Yizhang was worried.

Even if a family is frugal, two kilograms of food will not be enough for a few meals, not to mention that every family has a lot of hungry children.

"It's alright, let's get back on the road. I'll go hunt some pheasants and rabbits to supplement our income."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of Old Mrs. Zhao arguing with someone over there.

"You little bitch, if you have any objections to the food distributed by the tribe leader and the village chief, go and talk to them. Why are you making a fuss here?"

Yu Suqin brought a few women from the village and pointed fingers at Old Lady Zhao.

Lin Yinan and the other two looked at each other and ran to Old Lady Zhao.

"Ms. Zhao, you come from a wealthy family and are a sensible person. Why are you going backwards as you get older? Mrs. Li followed us with her children. How can she share the public grain in the village?" said the woman next to Yu Suqin.

"That's right. The Li family lives in the city and Lin Zheng is the dean of the academy. They don't get involved in many affairs in the village. In my opinion, they shouldn't take the grain." Another woman chimed in.

The two of them usually have a good relationship with Yu Suqin, and can even be said to be her die-hard fans.

Yu Suqin was the wife of a scholar, and her husband Lin Boren was a teacher at an academy, so their status and position were naturally much higher than those of the women in the village.

But Yu Suqin knew how to behave. She never put on airs in the village and was always friendly to others, so many women in the village interacted with her more.

Lin Zheng was a juren and the president of an academy. Li Shulan also came from a scholarly family, but she lived in the city and seldom returned to the village except during festivals. Therefore, she was not very familiar with the women in the village and they would just say hello when they met.

Yu Suqin showed a smug smile on her face.

"Aunt Zhao, the clan leader is getting old and confused. We don't have any. Please hand over the extra two kilograms of grain."

The two women stepped forward and tried to snatch the grain bag in Zhang's hand.

Lin Shuo stood nearby, feeling anxious. The women in the village were quarreling, and as a grown man he couldn't get involved.

Li Shulan tried to block the hand that one of the women stretched out, but the woman pushed her instead, and her hand happened to press on her wound. The wound, which had already scabbed over, instantly seeped blood through her clothes.

"Ah!" she screamed.

"Ah!" There was another scream.

The woman who pushed the man was kicked to the ground by Lin Yinan who came rushing over.

Seeing that something was not right, Lin Yisong ran towards the tent where the clan leader and the village chief were.

Yu Suqin was frightened by Lin Yinan's ferocity, and pointed at Old Lady Zhao and said, "Aunt Zhao, your granddaughter is maliciously hurting people, is there any law?"

"Ah! It's bleeding, sister-in-law, how are you?"

Zhang stuffed the grain bag into Lin Zheng's arms and hurriedly supported Li Shulan, whose face was pale with pain.

Li Shulan held her arm and pinched it hard. Her eyes rolled up and she fainted.

"Mother! Mother! What's wrong with you?"

Lin Yian, who had just returned from digging wild vegetables, happened to see his mother fainted in Zhang's arms.

He threw the backpack aside and rushed over crying, followed by Lu Changqing in silence.

He bumped his head into Yu Suqin's stomach, "Bad guy! You killed my mother."

Yu Suqin was knocked down by him and fell to the ground. Then with a "pop", a pile of mud was thrown on her face by Lu Changqing.

Looking back, she saw that her eldest daughter-in-law's wound was already bleeding. Old Mrs. Zhao yelled, sat on Yu Suqin, grabbed her by the collar, and slapped her in the face with both hands.

Yu Suqin was stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, she quickly reached out to block the slap from Old Lady Zhao.

The clan leader and the village chief came running over breathlessly, and saw the scene in chaos.

Zhao and Yu Suqin were fighting on the ground.

The woman who was kicked down by Lin Yinan was lying on the ground, holding her stomach and howling.

Lin Yian looked at Li Shulan, whose clothes were soaked with blood, and lay on top of her, crying miserably.

"stop!"

"stop it now!"

The village chief shouted several times to stop, but no one listened to him.

The veins on the chief's forehead twitched. He pointed at the two people fighting on the ground and said to the onlookers, "Quickly pull them apart!"

Zhang stepped forward and pulled up her mother-in-law, while Aunt Li pulled Yu Suqin away.

Old Mrs. Zhao stood up and kicked Yu Suqin.

"Tell me what's going on?"

The clan leader pinched his brows with a headache. They couldn't even eat enough, but they still had the energy to fight.

It really pissed him off!

Lin Shuo told the whole story in detail.