Traveling through troubled times to escape famine and cultivate crops as a grain merchant

He was also very worried. The children at home were still young and the escape route was so long that they would suffer heavy losses even if they didn't die.

Zhou Dacang said nonchalantly, "Dad, don't think too much. We are fleeing. Who has nothing to worry about? Every family has something to worry about. Who has time to take care of you for small matters? If it's a big matter like a robbery, everyone will have to join together. Who can count on others? We don't have much land to ask for help from others. Don't worry."

Old man Zhou glared angrily, "Didn't you hear what the head of the village said just now? I told you not to make trouble, just listen!"

The brat can only see things as far as his eyes can see. Now everyone is the same, but what if he settles down in the future?

There are old and young people here, and there is no strong laborer in the family, so it is inevitable that they will rely on others.

Zhou Dacang had no choice but to nod his head and agreed, thinking to himself that if he encountered such a thing again next time, he would not be polite at all.

Huang waved her hand, "Don't talk about this, let's eat. I had a fight with someone, I have to say, I'm quite hungry."

The steamed buns were already baked and the water was boiled. The family ate the steamed buns with hot water. The children didn't even want the hot water and ate them with cold water.

Zhou Guo picked some tender wild vegetables that she had dug up, washed them casually, and threw them into the pot of hot water. She asked her mother for some salt and sprinkled a little bit of it in. It was better than nothing, so she added some fire. The boiled wild vegetables were ready. Looking at the soup bubbling in the pot, she thought to herself, this can also be considered a hot pot, right?

Huang looked at her cooking skills and laughed, "Incredible! Our Guoguo is incredible. She had never cooked before, but now she knows how to cook and even knows how to add salt."

Old Zhou smiled and said, "Come, let me try it. It must be delicious. It smells very fragrant at first glance."

He was the first to pick up a piece with chopsticks and eat it.

"It's delicious, delicious, and very fragrant. It's almost as good as the one your grandma makes." He nodded as he said this, as if he was eating some delicacies from land and sea, and picked up another piece of food with his chopsticks.

When others saw it, they all scrambled to grab it.

"It's delicious and smooth."

"What kind of wild vegetable is this? Isn't this what we usually eat?"

……

They all said it was delicious.

Zhou Guo looked at them suspiciously. Wasn't it just some boiled wild vegetables? Not even any oil was added, and only a little bit of salt was added. How could it be so delicious?

Seeing how deliciously they were eating, she hesitantly picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and ate it.

...No oil, no salt, sore throat.

I took another bite with my chopsticks, and it smelled like mud...

Everyone in the family enjoyed the meal!

Come to think of it, what we ate at home before was not much different from this.

Besides, this was a refugee situation. Her grandmother was afraid that there wouldn't be enough food, so she had already started controlling the amount. Each meal was rationed. The children got one and a half steamed buns, the men got three, and the women got two.

Others didn't know that she had to walk such a long way under the scorching sun, but she definitely couldn't eat enough. Fortunately, her grandmother would secretly give her half a bun and an egg from time to time, and her little brother would sometimes give her the buns he couldn't finish. With the help of her mother, she was able to manage to eat half full.

There is food to eat at this time, and it is still hot, so who would be picky? Zhou Guo also started to eat it, taking a bite of steamed bun and a bite of wild vegetables. Filling his stomach was more important. Moreover, as he ate, he felt that the wild vegetables were not that bad, and there was a hint of sweetness at the end.

The meal was finished in a short moment. After cleaning up, everyone found a place to rest.

Zhou Guo was still holding a small half bun in her hand. She had already eaten her own bun, and this one was given to her by her grandmother. She also ate the small half that her mother left for her.

After eating all these, she still wasn't full. She touched her stomach, but there was nothing she could do. Food was already in short supply and everyone in her family was tightening their belts, so how could they let her have a full meal?

Seeing that such days would last for a long, long time, she felt desperate and had no idea when she would be able to have a full meal.

Just as she was thinking bitterly, Li pulled her up and said, "Come, it's time to sleep. Come to your mother's side. You sleep inside with your brother. It's cool inside."

She stood up obediently, and just as she lay down, something was stuffed into her palm. She pinched it and it seemed to be half a steamed bun. She looked at her mother in confusion. Wasn't her half of the steamed bun also eaten by her? Where did this half come from?

Li looked at her and explained, "This is what's left over from before."

How could she not see that her daughter was not full? The child's appetite increased after waking up. She thought it was probably a problem in her brain. She was afraid that the child would become dull again if she was not full. By then, not only would her brain be damaged, but her body would also be damaged. She had no special ability, so she could only save a little from her teeth and let the child eat more.

Zhou Guo refused and pushed the steamed bun back. Li was an adult, so two steamed buns were not much to begin with, and she was given so many. She was even more hungry now. "Mom, I've eaten so much. I'm full. This is for you. You still have to push the cart in the afternoon. How can you push the cart if you're not full?"

Li smiled and touched her head, saying, "Mother has a small appetite and can't eat that much. On the contrary, you are still growing and your body is just right. You can't eat anything good at this time. Mother can only let you eat more. Your body is like mother. No matter how much steamed buns you eat, you will be full. Be obedient, okay?"

Zhou Guo clearly saw the tears flashing in her eyes and was speechless for a moment. Her mother should be happier than anything else that she could wake up, right?

In fact, her mother is a few years younger than her aunt, but they look almost the same age. I wonder how much she has worried about her over the years!

She had no choice but to stuff the half bun into her arms and save it for the next meal.

When they set out again, they filled the gourd bamboo tubes with water.

Zhou Dacang complained that the kettle was too small and the gourd was too small. "These few are not enough. They will be gone in a short time. If we can find water on the road, it will be fine. If not, we will have to drink sparingly. It will be uncomfortable not to drink water in such a hot day."

"There is no bamboo forest nearby. If we encounter a bamboo forest on the road ahead, we can just cut down one and make a few more." Old man Zhou put his hand on his eyebrows and looked at the nearby mountains, but did not see any bamboo forest.

Huang said, "We are busy on our way. Who would stop to wait for you to cut bamboo? Unless you happen to meet us when we take a break."

Zhou Guo leaned his head over to take a look at the two carts. There were so many things loaded on the two carts, piled high, and he didn't know if there were any buckets or anything on the carts.

"Aren't there buckets of water on the cart?" Zhou Dacang watched his niece looking at the cart, and suddenly remembered that if bamboo tubes were not enough, buckets of water could be used. One bucket of water was equivalent to many bamboo tubes.