Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

Aunt Dashan and Aunt Niu were also understanding. When they heard that the two sisters had to go to deliver meat to the head of the village, they decided not to keep them for long, lest the two little girls go home in the dark and can't even find their way.

After separating from Aunt Dashan and the others, the night had already darkened and a full moon was slowly climbing up the mountain.

Lin Xiaoyue and Lin Zhaodi quickened their pace and walked quickly towards the center of the village.

The head of the village lives in a house with large tiles and blue bricks near the center of the village. Outside the yard is a stone wall as high as an adult's chest. At the door stands a large loquat tree that can be hugged by three people. On weekdays, the elderly in the village like to chat and enjoy the cool under the tree, making it easy to recognize.

At this moment, the village head had finished his dinner and was chatting with a few elderly people from the village under the loquat tree at the gate of the courtyard.

Chen, the wife of the village head, came out of the house with a gloomy face. Holding a bowl of cold water in her hand, she scanned the yard and found no one, so she stomped her feet and walked out of the yard.

When he looked up and saw his wife sitting under the tree chatting with someone leisurely, his expression turned even worse and he walked towards the tree with a menacing look.

When he got there, he placed the bowl heavily in the village head's hand and said in a sharp voice, "What are you still talking about? Baodi (the village head's second son) hasn't come back from town for three months and he hasn't sent any news. You, as a father, don't seem to be worried at all. You still have the mood to chat here? Do you think you, as a father, are stupid or what?"

Chen attacked the village head without regard for the occasion in front of several village elders, which made the atmosphere there suddenly freeze. Several village elders looked at Zheng's dark face, smiled awkwardly, and each of them carried their small stools back home.

After everyone had left, the head of the village glanced at his unreliable wife, didn't want to say a word, stood up, brushed the dust off his body, and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that the headman ignored her, Chen cried out and sat on the ground, throwing a tantrum, "Oh my God! Why am I so miserable! Men are in charge of everything, and they take care of everyone's problems, but they don't say a word when their own family is in trouble."

"That's enough. What are you yelling about? If you keep on making noises, go back to your parents' house!"

The old woman in the house was overwhelmed by what she heard. The youngest son didn't like to come back home since his wife died. What was the reason? The old woman knew it better than anyone else.

If the old woman hadn't been so stingy with the money and hadn't been bullying her young daughter-in-law all day long, causing her to have a miscarriage and hemorrhage, resulting in two deaths, how could the youngest son hate this family so much?

Moreover, every time the youngest son finally came back, this confused mother-in-law would either say that the deceased daughter-in-law was unlucky and an ominous person, or she would arrange to marry her divorced niece to the son.

The village head had also seen the young woman. In this day and age, how many people who were divorced were good? With her fat body, a fat face and big ears, and triangular eyes full of undisguised calculations, the village head didn't want to look at her again, let alone his youngest son.

Feeling upset just thinking about it, the head of the village habitually took out the pipe hanging from his waist, stuffed it with tobacco, lit it, and took a few strong puffs. When he found that there was no flavor, he suddenly remembered that this old thing that had been with him for decades was broken last time.

He put the pipe on the table in boredom, closed his eyes and sighed. The eldest grandson beside him sensibly brought a glass of water and placed it next to the village head. Then he turned around and stood behind the village head and massaged his shoulders, "Grandpa, don't be angry with grandma. She... has had a hard time too."

It wasn't the old woman who had a hard time, but the village head was relieved that his grandson was so sensible. He didn't want to say anything more. They were all old things. He didn't want to mention these bad things in front of his grandson. He patted his grandson's hand and drank some water to wash away the depression in his throat.

Outside the courtyard, Chen sat on the ground and howled, "You heartless old thing, what sin did I commit in my previous life? I married a worthless thing like you in this life. Oh, God, why don't you let me die? I have a miserable life!"

When Lin Xiaoyue and Lin Zhaodi arrived at the door of the village head's house, they happened to see this embarrassing scene. They both stopped in their tracks, not knowing what to do next.

But now that we're here, we can't just stand there, right?

It seems that every family has its own problems!

The two sisters looked at each other, and it was Lin Zhaodi who spoke first to break the awkward situation, "Grandma Chen, is the village head here?"

Chen was in a bad mood. When she heard someone calling her, she immediately wiped away the non-existent tears from her eyes and turned her head with a stern face, "Who is it?"

"Grandma Chen, let's go find the village head."

Lin Zhaodi greeted her with a smile, and went forward to help Chen up from the ground. She did not mention the old lady sitting on the ground and throwing a tantrum at all, as if she did not see it.

It is said that you should not hit a smiling person. Lin Zhaodi was smiling and was polite to her. Chen Shi could not vent her anger on her. She glanced at the two sisters with disdain and asked, "Why are you two here to see your village head grandfather in the middle of the night instead of staying at home?"

Lin Zhaodi lifted the rabbit in her hand, pointed at the meat in Lin Xiaoyue's hand and said, "We went up the mountain today and got some meat. We thought of sending it to the village head while it's still fresh. Thank you for taking care of our family before."

Chen's eyes lit up when she heard that. She quickly glanced at the 'filial tribute' brought by Lin Zhaodi and the others, and immediately put on a smile and praised, "What a sensible child. Don't stand outside. It's cold at night. Come in and sit down."

After Lin Zhaodi and Lin Xiaoyue thanked Chen, they followed her into the house, put the meat they brought on the table, and said to the village head respectfully, "Grandpa Village Head, today we sisters went up the mountain and hunted some game for you. Thank you for taking care of our family for so many years."

The headman slapped the table, glanced at the hare and a large piece of meat on the table, his face looked a little ugly, and said sternly, "What are you doing with all this? Take it all back and keep it for your family to eat."

Before the head of the village finished speaking, Chen got angry and interrupted him, saying, "Hey, your head of the village is taking care of your family, that's what he should do, don't take it to heart. You are also sensible, you don't forget to bring good things to your head of the village, your head of the village must be very happy, I will accept these things for him, you are really good and sensible."

Chen's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter. She walked forward, picked up the meat on the table, and held it in her arms, not caring about the blood. She exclaimed in her heart: Lin Laosan is so lucky. Such a rigid and stubborn person can give birth to two smart and sensible children.