Dreaming of Lion Rock: Recipe in Hand

It seemed that ever since the Wen family’s granddaughter was almost drowned, the atmosphere in Lion Village had become strange and heavy.

Chunni only does three things now: go to work, go to the vegetable garden, and go home.

As a result, Xiazhi and Qiuguo basically never go out to play with their friends. They either go to school or go home.

Soon it was time to harvest rice, and the yield was pitifully low. It could be said that after paying the public grain, there was basically not much left to distribute to the villagers.

Yang Anzhang had to apply to the commune to see if he could be exempted from this year's grain tax.

But before the results came out, the village was already in chaos.

There is an old saying that goes, "When the granaries are full, people will know shame." If people can't even get enough to eat, what's the point of caring about propriety, righteousness, and shame?

No one knows how ugly human nature will become when people are hungry.

Look, several wealthy families in the village have been robbed by thieves. They didn’t steal anything else but their food.

Chunni and the others were so scared that they had to eat only two meals a day. If they wanted to eat something good, they would wait until midnight when everyone was asleep.

Even with such caution, it still attracted some people's attention.

That day, Chunni was cooking lunch at home when a lady who was only an acquaintance of hers knocked on the door.

Without asking Chunni's consent, she went straight to the kitchen.

Fortunately, Chunni was cooking sweet potato soup at that time and there was no other dish except sauerkraut.

Even so, the queen still took a close look at the kitchen before returning home in disappointment.

Chunni breathed a sigh of relief and put the kitchen knife back on the chopping board.

She was really worried that the lady would rob her openly, but fortunately, the villagers still had some dignity to maintain, and fortunately it had not come to the point of a falling out.

But this is not the end. As long as the siblings are not starved to death, they will inevitably be coveted by uninvited guests.

Chunni was very scared.

"Sister, you and your sister can sleep peacefully. I will keep watch at night to protect you!" Xia Zhi showed his manliness, but with his frail body, how could he protect his family?

Chunni had no choice but to put the kitchen knife next to her pillow. Whenever something went wrong, she would fight with the person.

She had to fight hard! The food she bought last time for 80 yuan had already increased in price by more than three times. There was still no market for it!

If the food was lost, Chunni would never be able to buy the same amount of food again.

That's not food, that's the lives of Chunni and her two siblings!

The most frightening thing was that one night, when Chunni and her friends had just gone back to sleep, she heard the sound of the courtyard door being pried open. She got up to check and saw a shadowy figure next to the courtyard fence.

Fortunately, Boss Wen from next door went out to collect the diapers hanging in the yard, and walked towards the figure, scaring the man away.

Otherwise, I don’t know what to do?

Chunni racked her brains but could only prop up the yard door with the family's shoulder pole and bench.

But this shaky door can withstand the tossing and turning of several strong laborers.

Chunni had no choice but to call Xiazhi under the moonlight. Together they dug a big hole in the room where the cabinet was placed.

It is no longer safe to keep the grain in the yard, it is safer to keep it in the room.

They carried the grain into the house and covered it with cabinets, and dumped the new earth they dug into the cellar in the yard.

Chunni and Xiazhi looked at each other and saw in each other's eyes the determination to protect the food.

Xia Zhi even moved back to his room from the main room to sleep.

Your life is almost gone, why bother about your reputation?

Chunni is not mentally ill!

Fearing that someone might see something from her food, Chunni did not even grind the millet. She was really hungry, so she used a wooden stick to pound it at home, removed most of the bran, and cooked porridge.

Even though Chunni was so cautious and treading on thin ice, her family still suffered several vague temptations.

Chunni's heart was in her throat and she remained alert all the time.

To be on the safe side, she also placed a pair of scissors under her pillow and the only kitchen knife in the house by the bed.

Out of fear, she lost weight rapidly.