Escape from famine: Daddy stands up, Dali girl lies down

Wu, who had a rare moment of quiet time, sewed a set of blue rough new clothes, a set of white fine cotton simple lining, and two blue waist skirts for Lin Shu in the afternoon.

The simple version of the inner garment, to put it simply, is just a suspender and shorts.

The six-year-old little bean sprout looks extremely cute in such clothes.

After Lin Shu taught her third and fourth brothers how to make button knots, she became a hands-off boss.

In her eyes, there is no reason for a man not to do housework.

If you don't work together in a house that is so poor that even mice don't visit it, you will end up starving.

A small ball, wearing a white undershirt, was lying on a straw mat at the door. Lin Hongtian dutifully fanned her to drive away mosquitoes.

Lin Hongyi sweated profusely as he cooked dinner, adding some minced meat to the black flour porridge as usual.

With ten taels of silver in front of him, the earthen jar naturally became bigger.

The aroma of the old hen soup stewed in the front yard covered up the taste of the meat porridge.

The mothers sat in a row under the eaves, drinking meat porridge from huge bowls.

He ate the meal with the smell of the old hen soup and was very satisfied. Even the water used to wash the pot was shared by the twins.

...

The night wind blew, and waves of foul odor floated over the village.

A loud noise came from the village road, and the twins ran out curiously to see what was going on.

Lin Shu jumped up from the straw mat, quickly put on her torn clothes, and lay on the doorstep, listening carefully.

"Pay compensation, pay compensation!"

All I heard was a sharp voice shouting, getting closer and closer.

Lin Shu's eyes turned, and she smelled the stench in the air, and suddenly she understood.

"Brother, quickly put all the things into the house and hide them."

"What's the matter? Other people's quarrels have nothing to do with us."

Although Lin Hongyi was puzzled, he kept moving his hands.

He quickly hid the earthenware jar, black flour, cloth and clothes under the bed and covered them with a piece of rag.

"Here it comes!" Lin Shu whispered.

The noise poured into the Lin family's yard, and several torches came towards the backyard.

"Erzhuang's family, the village chief and the clan leader are looking for you." Lin Dacheng said, looking at the shadow under the moonlight.

"What's the matter?" Wu asked puzzledly.

"Hurry up, it will be bad if you delay any longer." Lin Dacheng said impatiently.

When Lin Shu heard this, she alarmed the village chief and the clan leader, knowing that there would be no result for a while.

She might as well put away the things under the bed. She didn't want to leave and then be taken away with the pot.

Only she can do this kind of thing.

She nimbly climbed onto the third brother's back and whispered to him.

...

"Chief, this is really none of my business. It was Lin Erzhuang's idea."

The second beggar's eyes rolled around, and when he saw Wu coming over, he hurriedly pointed the finger at her.

"You idiot, you're talking nonsense.

Brother Erzhuang went into the mountains early in the morning and I didn’t see you today.”

Wu felt something was wrong but didn't understand what was going on, so she told the truth.

“It was Lin Erzhuang who said that clam meat was edible, and he even gave me a bowl to try.

I am thinking about the villagers and hope that everyone can have more food..."

The second beggar looked at Wu guiltily and stammered to make excuses.

"I meant well, but I never thought I would be treated like a donkey."

Lin Shu, who was lying on his back, looked around at the villagers and found that there were seven or eight people being supported and crying out in pain. It was obvious that they were seriously injured.

The people headed by Mrs. Lin formed a separate group, all of them were gloating over other people's misfortunes.

She poked Lin Hongqing and whispered a few words.

"Grandpa clan leader, I know about this matter. Can you let me tell you about it?" Lin Hongqing raised his hand.

"Okay, children never lie, you tell the story." The patriarch nodded with satisfaction.

“Grandpa Patriarch, this is what happened.

My family has had no food to eat since the night three days ago.

In order to have a bite to eat, my parents took us to pick up river clams..."

Lin Hongqing restored the whole story and continued.

“The villagers said it was a filthy thing and looked down upon it.

We only went to pick up food because we had nothing to eat at home, otherwise we would have starved to death.

We really don’t know how Er Laizi encouraged the villagers to pick up the trash.”

Lin Hongqing looked at the people present with a tearful face, looking pitiful as if he could cry at any time.

The village chief and the clan leader looked at each other. The matter was very clear and almost the same as what they knew.

It's just that Er Laizi had good intentions, but ended up doing something bad.

"Okay, everyone is clear about the matter.

I understand what some people are thinking, but this matter has nothing to do with Lin Erzhuang's family.

Look at what you have done to the village. Do you all still want to live here?

Pick up every mussel today, and go to the river to clean up the dirt tomorrow."

When the patriarch left, he didn't even look at Lin Laogen's family.

[Not giving the second son's family food before the family division begins is clearly a way of forcing them to death.]

The crowd left in disgrace under the majesty of the patriarch, and the second beggar was dragged away.

The villagers didn't get anything good, so they hated Erlaizi and Lin Erzhuang's family.

Lin Shu kept shaking her head as she watched, they were all so brainless.

They pounce on the slightest bit of profit and end up blaming others for their mistakes.

Such people are destined to become cannon fodder when fleeing famine.

Before leaving, Lin Shu smiled grimly into the main hall.

...

"Oh, God damn it!

Which bastard stole my money? "

In the middle of the night, Lin Shu, who was in a daze, heard bursts of shouting and noise.

That shrill voice was more tragic than the death of her parents. She turned over and continued to dream.

Lin Hongyi pulled out two pieces of grass, rubbed them and stuffed them into his ears, and continued to fan himself with the grass fan in his hand.

Early in the morning, Lin Shu lay listlessly on the doorstep with her eyes squinted.

Wu and her four sons dried cloth shells and black cotton wool under the scorching sun, hammering and banging them from time to time.

Lin Shu had the illusion of returning to her childhood. In her memory, her mother would take out the quilts in the house to dry in the sun every summer.

I also use old clothes to make cloth shells and make cloth shoes for my family.

She felt waves of pain in her chest, and the longing for him was like a maggot attached to her bones, making her never dare to reveal the scars.

Everything came to an end on the first day of the college entrance examination, and Lin Shu's whole world collapsed.

As a five-good student, she exiled herself far away from home and spent ten years at the bottom of society before she finally figured things out.

She returned to where her parents were and her life was just starting to get better, but God couldn't bear to see her having such a good life, so he kicked her into another world.

Fortunately, Baozi was found.

Lin Shu glanced at Baozi who was chasing the little wild boar in the space, and felt both doting and relieved.

Lin Shu curled up on the torn straw mat and cried silently. Her small body trembled slightly, as if she was the only one in the world.

"Hehe~hehe~"

After crying for a while, Lin Shu wiped away her tears and grinned foolishly, even she didn't know what she was laughing at.

...

A Taoist priest with an immortal look, holding a whisk in his hand, walked into the village with two little Taoist priests.

A pair of agile eyes looked around, and he flicked the whisk and pinched his fingers quickly.

Muttering to himself, he looked eagerly in the direction of Daqing Mountain.

In line with the principle of five-star praise, we parked in front of Mrs. Lin's house.

"Wulian Tianzun, the old Taoist observed the sky at night and saw a strange phenomenon coming."

"A strange phenomenon is coming, good or bad fortune is hard to predict!" The two little Taoist priests said very sagely.

"Master, please save me!"

Old Lady Lin's eyes were bloodshot and she rushed towards the old Taoist with disheveled hair.

She howled last night, her voice was as hoarse as a broken gong, and it was difficult for ordinary people to understand what she was saying.

Who is this old Taoist priest?

A very smart guy.

In order to generate income for the Taoist temple, they did a lot of supernatural things.