Siheyuan: The wife was intercepted after returning from the battlefield

Yi Zhonghai was so angry when Lin Ping uncovered his private part that he trembled all over. He said angrily, "When did I ever quibble? If your family hadn't beaten Dongxu, would I have done that?"

Wang Xiuzhi recalled that when the two brothers were arrested, Yi Zhonghai brought Jia Dongxu to the house and demanded the house. If they didn't give it, they would put the two brothers in jail. Her eyes turned red and she stood up and said angrily: "Yi Zhonghai, don't be so hypocritical. Isn't it the time when you threatened me to get the house? Ask everyone what happened to Jia Dongxu at that time. You asked my family to compensate for two houses, and you used the excuse of the two brothers going to jail to force us? Now you are just getting away with it!"

Everyone in the courtyard knew what happened. The Jia family wanted a house, and Yi Zhonghai, as Jia Dongxu's master, helped his apprentice to pressure the Lin family. But they didn't expect these things to happen. It was indeed too much for Jia Dongxu to ask for two rooms after being beaten, so they all pointed fingers at Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale and he said, "Wang Xiuzhi, don't talk nonsense. It was Dongxu who proposed the request. As the eldest uncle, I was just coordinating. When did I force you?"

Hearing this, Lin Ping sneered, "Yi Zhonghai, God is watching what you do. Do you dare to say that you had no selfish motives at the beginning? Wang Debiao from the police station is not your accomplice, but now Wang Debiao can't help you because he is dead."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. The reason why they were afraid of Yi Zhonghai was, firstly, that Yi Zhonghai was the boss in the courtyard, and secondly, Yi Zhonghai had connections in the police station and the street. Now that they heard that Wang Debiao was dead, they were less afraid of Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was almost speechless, pointing at Lin Ping and shaking with anger. At this time, the deaf old lady stood up and said, "Pingzi, Uncle Yi means well but does bad things. Since your family is also in financial difficulty, forget about the meat distribution. Okay, if there is nothing else, let's all go home."

The deaf old lady was also unwilling to stand up and offend Lin Ping, but she still relied on Yi Zhonghai and Aunt Yi to take care of her, so she had to stand up and rescue Yi Zhonghai.

Lin Ping sneered at the deaf old lady and said nothing. Seeing this, Yan Fugui quickly said, "Okay, let's go."

When everyone saw that they couldn't eat meat, they all dispersed. Yi Zhonghai went home with a gloomy face, while Yan Fugui secretly praised himself for having the foresight to not get involved in this mess, and went home happily.

Back cover room.

Wang Xiuzhi returned home and angrily said, "This Yi Zhonghai is too shameless. He wants to use our Pingzi things to buy people's hearts. It's really abominable."

Hearing this, Lin Shanhai advised: "Okay, don't be angry. You don't know what kind of person Yi Zhonghai is. It's not worth getting angry with him."

Lin An also smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, Pingzi is not someone who will suffer any loss. Yi Zhonghai will not be able to take advantage of him."

Wang Xiuzhi nodded and said, "I understand what you said, but I am angry just listening to it."

At this time, Hutou ran over and hugged Wang Xiuzhi's thigh and said, "Grandma, don't be angry. When Hutou grows up, he will vent your anger." After saying this, he waved his chubby little hands.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw this. Wang Xiuzhi picked up her grandson, kissed him and said, "Okay, grandma won't be angry."

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, a heavy snowfall hit the city, dyeing it white. Pedestrians on the road hurried by, huddled up with pale faces.

Siheyuan, west wing.

Lin Ping took a nap on the recliner in the room, while Lin Qingya fed him a grape from time to time. Their life was so leisurely.

Lin Qingyan saw this scene when she came back from get off work and said with a smile: "You two really know how to enjoy yourself."

Lin Qingya stood up, took the backpack and said, "Sister, you should try these grapes too. They are so sweet."

Lin Qingyan ate a grape and narrowed her eyes and said, "It's really sweet."

Then he thought of something and sighed, "Brother Pingzi, the ration has been reduced again. I don't know how we are going to get by in the future. The street has received a batch of replacement food, and I saw that it is not for human consumption."

Lin Qingya asked curiously: "What is alternative food?"

Lin Qingyan sighed and said, "Alternative grains are also called substitute foods, which are divided into three categories. The first category has certain nutrition, such as sweet potato leaves, sweet potato vines, sweet potato sticks, corn husks, corn cobs, cattail roots, thatch roots, kudzu leaves, and leaves.

The second category is cotton husks, cotton seeds, rice straw, rice husks, wheat stalks, barley stalks, corn stalks, sorghum stalks, etc. The third category is even more terrible, which is bean husks, peanut vines, and peanut skins, and the grain content cannot exceed 30%."

Lin Qingya's face twisted into a knot when she heard this. She patted her chest and said, "Can people eat this? Do we have to eat this too?"

Lin Qingyan nodded and said, "Yes, the disaster is serious now. Most areas are not getting enough food. Some people have already starved to death in the mountain villages. So every household in the street must receive these food substitutes."

Lin Ping sighed when he heard this. He didn't expect the disaster to be so serious. In his previous life, he only knew about three years of natural disasters, but he didn't expect people to eat these things. Looking at Lin Qingya's worried expression, he smiled and said, "We don't lack food at home, so we don't need to eat these. But we still have to get what we should get, otherwise others will definitely cause trouble."

Lin Qingya finally felt relieved after hearing this. She thought, what would have happened to her family if she hadn't met Brother Pingzi? Now the city is like this, not to mention the countryside, so she asked worriedly, "Sister, do you think our mother and the others will also eat these?"

Lin Qingyan shook her head and said, "We definitely won't eat these if we have food at home, but my mother should also go get some."

Lin Qingya finally felt relieved and said, "That's good."

Lin Qingyan looked at Lin Ping with burning eyes and said, "Brother Pingzi, thank you. If we hadn't met you, not only would we have no idea how our lives would turn out, but our families might have starved to death. It was you who saved our family."

Lin Qingya also nodded her head and said, "Well, thanks to you meeting Brother Pingzi, otherwise we don't know what our family would be like."

Lin Ping looked at the handsome face that looked exactly the same, and asked with a smile, "Since I am your benefactor, how are you going to repay me?"

The two sisters blushed when they heard this and said at the same time: "Brother Pingzi..."

At this moment, Lin Xuan and Lin Qing trotted into the yard and shouted, "Let's eat."

Lin Ping's face darkened, and he let go of the two sisters and said unhappily, "You came at a really bad time."

Lin Qingyan and Lin Qingya smiled. Lin Qingya blinked her big misty eyes and came over and whispered, "Brother Pingzi, be patient. I'll help you in the evening." After that, she pulled Lin Qingyan and ran out of the inner room with a smile.

Lin Ping looked at the two people's backs and gnashed his teeth in hatred. They knew clearly that he couldn't touch them, but they still dared to seduce him. They really deserved to be punished.

The next morning.

Auntie San came back from the street grain store with a sad face. Yan Fugui, who was on holiday, saw that Auntie San looked unhappy and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong, old lady?"

Auntie San put the bag of grain on the table and said, "Look for yourself."

Yan Fugui opened it and saw that it was full of vegetable leaves and a small amount of grain. He frowned and asked, "What kind of grain did you buy?"

Auntie San smiled bitterly and said, "I bought the food, and the rest is food substitutes that every household has to collect. The people at the grain store said that 30% of the food can fill our stomachs."

Yan Fugui sighed when he heard this: "Life is getting harder and harder now. I don't know when this famine will end. Since we can eat, let's eat. It's better than starving."

Yu Li also saw the substitute food and thought about the situation at home, and she couldn't help but start to worry.

With the promotion of Aunt San, everyone in the hospital also knew about substitute foods. Some families who could barely make ends meet basically did not eat them. Only those who were really in difficulty, such as families without a fixed amount of food, were the main users of substitute foods.

The Jia family in the middle courtyard.

Jia Zhang cursed and said, "I won't eat this. This is for animals, how can people eat it?"

Bang Geng also said disdainfully: "Mom, I don't eat these either."

Jia Zhang was the only one in the Jia family who didn't have a fixed amount of food. Life was better now than when Jia Dongxu was alive. With the help of Shazhu Yi Zhonghai, they could barely make ends meet. Naturally, they wouldn't feed their children these things. So Qin Huairu nodded and said, "Don't worry, we don't eat these at home."

Back cover room.

The entire Lin family was in Wang Xiuzhi's room, while the children were playing in other rooms. Lin Shanhai looked at everyone and said, "You all know what the situation is now. Our family is still being watched by our neighbors, so we should keep a low profile in the future. We should prepare some things for outsiders to see at home."

Wang Xiuzhi nodded and said, "Don't worry, I understand all these principles."

Lin Shanhai nodded and looked at Li Jing and asked, "Is there any difficulty at home?"

Li Jing smiled and said, “Dad, it’s not difficult for me to help from time to time.”

Lin Shanhai nodded and said, "That's good, but be careful not to let others see the problem, otherwise there will be trouble."

Li Jing also understood these principles. Now Li Jing, Lin Yun, and Lin Qingyan all had a ration of 28 kilograms. If it was reduced by 40%, it would not be enough. If Lin Ping had not been able to get food, the family would still be short of food. So she nodded and said, "Dad, my family knows the importance of food."

Seeing that Li Jing understood, Lin Shanhai looked at Lin Ping and said, "You should also be careful. In the current situation, there are many people watching our family. Don't be too conspicuous."

Lin Ping smiled and said, "Dad, my house has its own door and yard. No one would know what's going on if the door is closed. Besides, I can hunt, so no one would find fault with me eating meat occasionally."

Seeing that Lin Shanhai wanted to say something, Wang Xiuzhi, who felt sorry for her son, interrupted him and said, "Okay, today is Laba Festival. I cooked Laba porridge. Let's eat."

Hearing this, Lin Shanhai glared at Wang Xiuzhi and said, "A loving mother often spoils her child."

Wang Xiuzhi immediately refused to do so upon hearing this and retorted: "My son is very capable, so what's wrong with him eating something good? Whoever is capable can go hunting in the mountains. Besides, if it weren't for my son, you, an old man, would have enough to eat!"

Seeing his parents about to quarrel, Lin Ping quickly said, "Okay, I know what to do. Just keep a low profile from now on. Why are you quarreling over such a small matter?"

The news of the further reduction in the ration in the hospital spread, and every family was gloomy. They had to buy almost half of the ration of food. Who could afford it? Only families like Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai and Li Qinglin could afford it. Besides, food in Pigeon Market was hard to buy because there was no demand for it.

At night, Lin Ping looked at the two tired women, and suddenly there was a loud bang in his mind, and his consciousness instantly came to the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

At this time, a purple divine fire was burning an irregular crystal in the sea of ​​consciousness. Lin Ping felt that this was his divine nature, and the flame was the divine fire.