At the beginning of the year of famine, the lucky girl of the farm family used cheats to support the

In the evening, Fubao snuggled in his father's arms, smelling the fragrant roasted rabbit meat in the backpack and touching his round belly with contentment.

Every family is short of food. With so many people in the Li family, food alone is a big expense. In the past, they could grow enough food for themselves, but now there is nothing left. Rice and flour are not available in town, and the price of meat has risen alarmingly. The only food they can eat is the wild vegetables that were dried in the sun and the sweet potatoes and potatoes that have been stored in the cellar for half a year.

But the Li family had Fubao, so the situation was very different. They had fine rice and flour to eat, and eggs were always available. They could even have pork from time to time, and their life was actually better than before the famine.

When everyone was starving, the boys from the Li family were getting fatter instead of thinner.

Fubao was thinking about what to buy for the house later, and he was lost in thought. After entering the house, he realized that something was wrong.

Zhao Fang'er and a man she had never met stood in her yard. The man was tall and thin, with a handsome appearance. His eyebrows and eyes were six points similar to Zhao Fang'er, but his eyes could not hide the erratic and fierce light. Fubao felt uncomfortable when he looked at him.

The Li family was cooking dinner, and the two men stood straight in the yard, looking like the Li family was mean.

The man opened his mouth and said, "Isn't my sister here? The little food you gave me is not enough for everyone. Dad will have it all in one meal. Give me more. And there is silver. Didn't her mother leave several silver strings for her? Take them out quickly and use them to treat Dad's illness."

Fubao was furious. He took a piece of earth from the space and smashed it on the man's head. He spoke like a fart. He opened his mouth and said, "Get lost——"

The man looked over in surprise and anger, and shouted angrily: "Who?! Who hit me!" His roar shook the sky.

Zhou Qiaoping frowned: "Who told you to stand under the eaves? Our house is not as big as your big tiled house. It's common for dirt to fall down."

Zhao Xiuer: "Jiagui? What are you doing here again?"

Zhao Jiagui looked disgusted and angrily said, "You only left a little bit of food, who will eat it! Give me more silver and food, I want to treat my father's illness."

Zhao Xiuer: "I have already bought the medicine, a ten-day supply. After you finish taking it, I will see a doctor. This disease..."

Zhao Jiagui couldn't stand hearing these nonsense and interrupted immediately: "I'll give it to you if I tell you to! Why are you talking so much nonsense?" He just stayed in the town for two more days, and Zhao Xiuer had already left. How could he let her go without getting any benefit?

Li Shuangrong leaned forward to block Zhao Xiuer and looked at him coldly: "How do you talk to your sister?"

Fubao could clearly feel that her father must have beaten this man before, otherwise he wouldn't be so scared. She almost immediately shut her mouth and dared not say anything.

But this Jiagui was much more difficult to deal with than Zhao Fanger. He didn't care about his face at all and yelled, "You have millet porridge at home, but you only give my father a little cornmeal? Zhao Xiuer, are you his biological daughter? You ungrateful bastard, you eat well yourself and let your family starve to death, so that you can take our house, right!"

He cursed the heavens and the earth, cried for his parents, and Fubao's eardrums hurt.

She opened her little hand and said, "Grandpa, Grandpa, hold me~"

Li Huaiqing's face was gloomy, but when he heard Xiao Fubao's voice, it immediately changed. He smiled and walked around the lunatic in the yard and picked up his granddaughter.

Fubao covered her ears and frowned, looking so pitiful. Li Huaiqing couldn't bear to see his granddaughter suffer, so he immediately carried the child into the house.

As soon as he entered the house and walked out of their sight, Fubao became excited: "Grandpa, give—"

As he said this, he took out a small bag of millet and ten eggs.

Li Huaiqing frowned: "Tell Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Fu Bao pursed his lips, pointed outside, and said, "Give it to—him—"

Li Huaiqing: "They are all good things, why should I give them to him? This bastard is getting such a bargain."

Fubao insisted: "Give it to--" She naturally had a way to both improve her mother's reputation and save the Li family's face, and teach him a good lesson.

But the old man insisted not to give it to her, and he and Fubao were in a stalemate in the house. Fubao racked his brains, and suddenly an idea flashed, and he put the egg into the space through the air. The bracelet that Grandma Jin gave her that day did not change since it entered the space, so she thought it was useless, but yesterday she was surprised to find that she could control everything that came out of the space, and she could control it freely, but there was a certain distance limit. This is why she could hit Zhao Jiagui on the head with a clod of earth without being discovered.

Fubao and his grandfather looked at each other, and the old man suddenly understood something and said with a smile: "Little girl, you are quite capable."

As he spoke, he held the child in one hand and something in the other, and walked into the yard. The villagers had already heard the news and crowded at the door of the Li family to look in. Fubao really couldn't understand why he was so worried and thought about making fun of other people's families every day when he was so hungry that his eyes turned green.

Li Huaiqing stood in the middle of the yard and said, "There is no food left at home. The best we have left are only this little bit of millet and eggs. You can take half of it back and use it to nourish your father. Your sister has done her best. Don't talk nonsense anymore."

Zhao Jiagui grabbed the bag and insisted on opening it to have a look. The yellow millet was particularly eye-catching in the evening light.

The villagers exclaimed: "He actually has so much millet at home!"

Zhou Qiaoping shouted, "Give her half of my granddaughter's food rations, and the rest is for you."

The cloth bag is not big, weighing a total of ten pounds, but many families cannot take it out.

Zhao Jiagui's eyes flickered. Since they were able to give food, it meant that they still recognized this marriage. It would be reasonable for them to take the opportunity to ask for more silver. He raised his eyes and said, "Give me another three taels of silver. If Zhao Xiu'er doesn't go back, the family will rely on me to work and support her. Dad doesn't belong to me alone. Why can she not give anything?"

Even though Zhao Xiuer had lived with him for so long, she was still shocked by his shamelessness: "Zhao Jiagui! Speak with conscience, how much of the housework did you do? Even when I went to see my father, he was hungry and no one cared about him, where were you at that time? I have already pawned my dowry earrings to buy medicine, what else do you want!"

Li Shuangrong gently stroked her back to help her calm down.

Zhao Jiagui glared at him, "You are talking nonsense. Of course I am the one who takes care of Dad, otherwise he would have died long ago. Of course you have to pay, otherwise what's the point of him having a daughter like you? My mother treated you well, even after your mother died, she didn't lack you for food and clothing, and even prepared a dowry for you. You are the one without conscience. If you have the ability, don't be named Zhao."

Zhao Xiuer was furious, and Li Shuangrong's eyes were dark. If he hadn't been held back by Zhao Xiuer, he would have gone up and beaten him.

At this time, an old voice attracted everyone's attention: "Your mother has never been a good person!"

Fubao felt that the voice was familiar, and when he looked over, it turned out to be Grandma Jin.