So what if you flee from famine? Start all over again and live a good life every day

"I didn't do well. There's no problem with mom disciplining me. I was just afraid that mom would not give me food for several days like she did before, so I was a little impulsive." Sui He said while wiping tears aggrievedly and sobbing, "I'm sorry, Dad, I was wrong. You can beat me or scold me, just don't not give me food like you did before..."

She lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly, as if she was trying hard to control her emotions.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You would have starved to death if you hadn't eaten for a few days. How come you are still alive and well now?" Zhou Yue couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but scold him.

"Shut up!" Chen Dashan yelled angrily, glared at Zhou Yue, then turned to look at Sui He, his tone softened a little, "Er Ya, don't talk nonsense, why would your mother not give you food?"

Sui He raised her head, her eyes revealing a trace of grievance and helplessness. She bit her lip and whispered, "Dad, have you forgotten? Every time we had dinner, you would ask me to go out and play. When I came back, the food was already finished and there was no food left for me..."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head again, looking so pitiful that people couldn't help but feel pity for her.

"I know. It must be because I played too much that I missed the meal. I didn't have any food before, and there were Second Grandpa and his family. But now I have left Second Grandpa's house." Sui He's voice became lower and lower as he spoke: "It doesn't matter. It's okay for me to skip a few meals. As long as you don't get angry, it's fine."

Sui He looked up at Boss Chen and then immediately lowered his head.

"Zhou Yue, I shouldn't be involved in your family's affairs, but the child is so young, a couple of spankings is enough, how can you not give the child food for several days?" The old lady stepped forward and took Sui He's hand, "Good child, don't cry, your heart is broken when you cry."

Chen Dashan's forehead was so blue that veins seemed to pop out when he heard what the people around him said. How come Erya has become so difficult to deal with since her brain got better?

"Er Ya, I didn't notice what happened before, and you got wronged. I promise you, I won't do it again. I will definitely talk to your mother about it later."

Sui He sniffed and choked up, "I'm sorry, Dad. Have I disappointed you again?"

"No, no, my Erya is the most obedient. How could she disappoint her father?" He patted Suihe's shoulder gently to comfort her. However, his heart seemed to be blocked by something. He couldn't let out the anger, nor could he swallow it. He felt very uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay, now the misunderstanding has been cleared up. Your family will be blessed to have such a sensible girl in the future!" Everyone nodded in agreement, their eyes revealing their love and admiration for Suihe.

"I'm sorry to trouble you all. Let's all go away." Chen Dashan waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave.

The villagers who were watching left satisfied when they saw that the Chen family lived in harmony.

Seeing the villagers leave, Chen Dashan rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Sui He saw Chen Da Shan's exhausted face and curled his lips sarcastically.

Sui He walked into the yard, closed the door gently, and watched the villagers walk away.

People seem to like to stand on the side of the weak. They don't care what the truth is. They may just want to feel like a savior.

"Okay, what are you still standing here for? Go cook, do you want me to starve to death? If you can't even have a hot meal after work, what's the point of having you?"

Seeing the courtyard door closed, Chen Dashan started to scold Zhou Yue.

"Hey, boss, I'll go cook right away, just wait a minute." Zhou Yue was not angry at all after being scolded. She responded and began to instruct Sui He: "Why are you still standing there? Boil the pot, hurry up, you've delayed your father's meal, and you'll see if your father will beat you up."

"Me?" Sui He pointed at himself and said, "Are you sure you want me to cook?"

"If not you, then who else could it be? You were not smart before, how come you are still so stupid now that you are better?" Zhou Yue rolled her eyes, cursed angrily, and scooped out a small bowl of grains from the cupboard.

"Oh" let it burn, who's afraid of who

Sui He took a handful of firewood from the corner, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he took several more. It was just a simple matter of burning a pot.

Zhou Yue saw Sui He working honestly and didn't say anything.

Suihe lit a handful of dry pine needles to start a fire. When the flames started to burn, he added more wood pieces, from thin to thick. The fire in the stove became bigger and bigger.

Sui He continued to add firewood until the stove could no longer hold any more. The densely packed firewood blocked the stove mouth tightly. A thick white smoke floated out of the stove and soon filled the entire kitchen.

"How did you light the fire? Why is there so much smoke?" Zhou Yue, who was busy in the kitchen, sneezed several times because of the thick smoke. She dropped what she was holding and went to the stove.

"I don't know, I just have a normal fever." Sui He blinked innocently.

"Get out of the way. I've never seen anyone as stupid as you. You can't even light a pot properly." Zhou Yue saw that the firewood in the stove was blocked tightly, so she pulled Sui He out and said, "Whose stove has so much firewood? Did your firewood come from the wind?"

He took out two unburned pieces of wood and saw that there was still a lot of firewood in the stove. He cursed and took out the extra firewood.

"My firewood was really blown here by the strong wind," Sui He thought to himself, and he moved a few steps outside without leaving any trace, away from the stove.

Sure enough, the next second, a tongue of fire rushed out from the stove, and Zhou Yue, who was cursing, was licked on the face by the tongue of fire before he could dodge.

The flames quickly retracted, but they were enough to burn off Zhou Yue's hair.

"Puchi" Seeing Zhou Yue's burnt hair, Sui He suppressed the smile on his face.

"Ahhhhh, my hair..." Zhou Yue was licked by the fire and did not react until she smelled a burning smell. She touched a large clump of burnt hair with her hand and pulled it into her palm. She was stunned for two seconds, and the next second Zhou Yue rushed out of the door

Sui He's face turned red in the kitchen. She thought Zhou Yue would just be scared by the fire, but she didn't expect that Zhou Yue lowered her head just when the flames came out, and a large area of ​​her hair on her forehead was burned by the fire.

She did it on purpose from the beginning. She lit the stove and then filled it with a lot of firewood, blocking the stove mouth. The oxygen in the stove would be reduced, and the insufficient burning of firewood would produce a lot of thick smoke. There was too much smoke to go out of the chimney in time, so it would flow back into the whole kitchen.

When Zhou Yue couldn't stand it anymore, she took out some extra firewood. Once the air circulated and there was enough oxygen, the flames and the smoke from the stove that didn't have time to dissipate would form a tongue of fire.

When she was a child, she didn't understand it either, and her hair got burned when she was burning. It was only when she grew up that she understood these principles.

Normally, Zhou Yue, who often cooks, should be able to avoid this phenomenon, but Zhou Yue was already full of anger and was only concerned with teaching Sui He a lesson. She forgot about this for a moment and was licked by the flames.

"Second sister, are you okay?" San Ya came in from the yard. She was also frightened by the thick smoke in the room. "What happened? I saw mother covering her head and running out."