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

"Er Ya, how about it, mom is awesome, isn't she?" Zhou Yue said proudly as she walked down the street: "Don't worry, with mom here, no one can bully you."

"Well, mother, you are really amazing," Sui He replied perfunctorily.

"Of course, it's just a chicken, just eat it, look how much she loves it." Hearing Sui He's agreement, Zhou Yue thought she had Sui He in her hands, and began to plan for the future: "When our family makes money from selling tofu, let alone one chicken, we can even eat eight or ten every day."

"When the time comes, we will also build a big house, one that's bigger than your second grandfather's house."

"???" Sui He was full of questions. Did she say she would teach her how to make tofu? Did she promise to do so at some point, and then she forgot about it?

Sui He looked at Zhou Yue who was dreaming in front of her, and she really couldn't bear to break her fantasy. Forget it, she would be a good person to the end, and let her fantasize for two more days and be happy.

Zhou Yue became more and more excited as she spoke, as if a wonderful life was just around the corner. She urged Sui He and hurried home.

As soon as Sui He got home and sat down in the main hall, Zhou Yue brought out a pot of soybeans and placed it in front of Sui He.

"What is this for?" Sui He looked at the soybeans in front of him and asked in confusion.

"Make tofu, hurry up, and when you're done, ask your father to take it to the street to exchange for silver." Zhou Yue smiled at Sui He as if it was a matter of course.

If we have money, we can move to a bigger house. I am almost suffocated living in this house. It smells musty.

"Er Ya, if you need anything, tell your mother and ask her to help you." Chen Dashan also came out from the inner room and sat beside her.

San Ya held Xiao Bao by the door and looked at Sui He with a worried look on her face.

"I don't know how to do it." Sui He waved his hand without even looking at the pot of soybeans.

"You can't?" Zhou Yue's voice became louder in surprise: "You have lived in your second grandfather's house for more than half a year, and now you tell me that you can't make tofu?"

"No, I don't know." Sui He said seriously, "Grandpa and the others never taught me."

"I didn't teach you, can't you read it yourself? Don't tell me you haven't even seen it." Chen Dashan frowned and spoke suspiciously.

"I haven't seen it. That's someone's secret recipe. How could they tell me, an outsider, right?" Sui He didn't even look at the pot of soybeans and wanted to go to the kitchen.

"I don't know about tofu, but I should know about maltose, right?" Zhou Yue's face was a little distorted, and she asked Sui He with gritted teeth.

"No," Sui He said lightly, then walked into the kitchen. Seeing that it was clean, he sneered and said, "Mom, where's the food? I'm hungry."

As soon as I walked out of the kitchen door, I saw a broom head hitting me.

"Fuck, again?" Sui He dodged the broom head and saw the broom missed. Sui He patted his chest. It was a close call.

"How dare you eat? Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost? You eat every day." Seeing that the broom fell into the air, Zhou Yue raised the broom and wanted to beat the Suihe again.

Sui He ran towards the yard in silence. He felt that the past two days were more tiring than ever before.

"Help! Someone's been beaten to death!" Sui He screamed and was about to run out of the yard.

"Okay, be quiet, or we'll attract everyone here soon." Chen Dashan frowned and walked out of the hall. He stood at the door and watched Zhou Yue chasing Sui He.

"Stop, I won't do anything, stop shouting," Zhou Yue immediately dropped the broom when she saw Chen Dashan speaking.

"Chen girl, what's going on?" A passing villager asked Sui He, his eyes flashing with the expression of waiting for a good show. There have been so many dramas in the Chen family in the past two days. These are all the topics of their after-dinner conversations.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Old Chen, why are you beating the child again?" Other villagers also popped their heads over.

"It's okay, the child had a little temper with her mother." Chen Dashan smiled at the villagers who were watching.

"It's okay. The child made a mistake. I was so angry that I gave him a lesson. I didn't hit him. I just scared him." Zhou Yue kicked the broom beside him to the side and laughed dryly.

"Oh, there are no naughty children in this world. Your daughter is already so old, it's not a good idea to beat her like this." The villagers expressed their opinions in unison.

"Talk to your children nicely and don't hit them for no reason"

"I understand. I promise to speak nicely next time. Thanks for the trouble." Zhou Yue said quickly.

After the villagers left, Zhou Yue entered the house and saw Sui He standing in the corner without saying a word.

"Can't you change your tactics? You start screaming before the fight even starts. You don't act like a lady at all," Zhou Yue asked unhappily.

"It doesn't matter how many tricks there are, as long as they work. I'm going to be beaten, so why should I care about how I look?" Sui He replied without even raising his head.

"Er Ya, your mother is just a little anxious. Why don't you just make the tofu? Why do you have to make such a scene?" Chen Dashan sighed, looking disappointed. It seemed as if Sui He had done something unforgivable.

"You...you dead girl, I raised you up for nothing, didn't I just let you do something simple? Why do you act like I want to take your life?" Zhou Yue stomped her feet in anger.

"I've already told you that I can't make tofu, let alone malt sugar. Besides, it sounds nice to say that you'll support me, but go ahead and do it," Sui He stood up and looked directly at Zhou Yue.

"I don't believe you've been with them for so long and haven't learned anything," Zhou Yue questioned.

"I just don't know how, so what?" Sui He answered confidently.

Zhou Yue was so angry at Sui He that she was speechless. She pointed at Sui He with trembling fingers: "That's great. We don't keep idle people at home. When you learn it, you can eat again."

"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Sui He pouted, as if she thought she could control her with this trick.

Seeing that Sui He was still unmoved, Zhou Yue ignored her and went back to her room.

Out of sight, out of mind

On the back hill of Dafu Village, Sui He was sitting on a big rock, humming a little tune while holding a dogtail grass in his mouth. A bonfire was lit under the rock.

San Ya came over from a distance carrying a basket bigger than herself.

"San Ya!" Sui He looked at San Ya walking past her with a basket on her back, without even looking up, and called out.

Hearing someone calling her, San Ya raised her head slightly and saw that it was Sui He. She walked to the side of the stone and asked in confusion:

"Second sister, why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for you." Sui He jumped off the stone and helped San Ya put down the basket on her back. The basket was full of firewood of different sizes.

"Why are you waiting for me? We have to go home quickly, otherwise mother will be angry." San Ya hesitated and looked towards the direction of the mountain.

"What are you afraid of? It's okay to go back a little later. Besides, even if something happens, I'm here for you. You must be hungry. Come and see what delicious food I have prepared for you." Sui He walked to the fire, picked up a branch and dug into the fire.

After a while, several black objects were pulled out.