After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Fang Tongtai didn't take him, the village chief, seriously. Today, he had to give this young man a good scolding no matter what. Even the king and the emperor couldn't stop him!

Fang Tong didn't care about that. He put his hands on his hips and said dissatisfiedly: "How can you block me out, Uncle Village Chief? You make me so sad. I came to visit you specially and even brought milk!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a bamboo tube from his waist and waved it twice in front of the village chief.

With just this simple action, the old village chief smelled the fragrance of milk, and the anger in his eyes dissipated a little.

"Mother Qian told me a few days ago that you sent firewood to our family. I will always remember your kindness." Fang Tong was particularly sweet today: "I can't bear to give this milk to others. I haven't even given it to my father's family. You are the only one in the village."

Father's house? The old village chief was puzzled and didn't wait for him to figure it out.

"Have a taste."

Fang Tong opened the lid and personally handed the bamboo tube to his mouth.

Smelling the fragrance, the village chief subconsciously took a sip.

The milk was still warm. In addition to the taste of milk, there was also a rich and mellow fragrance on the tip of his tongue, a fragrance he had not felt for a long time. So, the old village chief looked at Fang Tong with completely clear eyes.

Having said that, there is no need to scold someone for breaking into his own house. Men are young until they die. It is normal for young boys to be ignorant.

"It tastes good, right? Take it and drink it." Fang Tong closed the lid and handed it over.

The village chief took it and said in a much better tone: "Tell me, what's the matter with you coming to see me so late at night?"

After saying that, he took another sip of milk.

Fang Tong laughed awkwardly, entangled his fingers together and drew circles, and shook his body shyly.

"Um, Uncle Village Chief, my family has no food."

"But I used the last of our family's money to rent a dairy cow. But even drinking milk every day isn't enough to satisfy us. We've been hungry for days."

"No, I want to borrow some food from you."

The village chief choked on the milk in his mouth and wanted to spit it out and return it to Fang Tong on the spot!

Damn it, the two words he hates to hear the most these days are "borrowing food"!

He's just an old man? How can he have food? He's been restless these days!

He had just managed to appease the families in the village whose food had been stolen yesterday and had just breathed a sigh of relief, but now a new scoundrel came to borrow food from him?

The old village chief immediately stuffed the bamboo tube back into his pocket, picked up a large broom from the yard, and gestured to Fang Tong, "Go away! I don't have any food to lend you. Your milk is too expensive. I can't afford it!"

Fang Tong dodged and yelled loudly: "No, Uncle Village Chief, please, I beg you, my family really has no food at all!"

"Milk won't fill me up!"

"My family has been starving for several days. Please lend me some food. I'll exchange it for milk!"

When the village chief heard these two words, he became even more angry and chased him away with a broom: "No, no! I don't have any food!"

Fang Tong deliberately raised his voice and shouted a few times at the village chief, then pretended to be defeated and was driven out.

The old village chief quickly closed the door.

Under the moonlight, Fang Tong was no longer as carefree as before. Instead, he had a sad look on his face and walked away dejectedly.

After walking for a short distance, Fang Tong rolled his eyes and looked around. When he found that there was no one around, he immediately quickened his pace and walked towards Tiezhu's house.

Outside, he skillfully imitates bird calls.

Although Tiezhu was sleepy, he got up immediately when he heard the sound and came out dazed.

"Call all the brothers over here, I have something good for you!"

The two of them still split up and went to look for the other two.

Soon, the four brothers gathered at the edge of the grove, which was their usual meeting place.

Goudan's eyes lit up. Seeing him coming, he immediately asked, "What good stuff?"

The other two were also curious. Of course, what was there that was worth him calling out to them in the middle of the night?

"You are guaranteed to get rare and good things." Fang Tong said, and spread out the clothes.

When they looked over, they saw four bamboo tubes neatly tied around the man's waist.

"Is this... milk?" Erwa was the first to guess.

"Congratulations, you guessed it right!"

Fang Tong hadn't finished speaking when he was surrounded by three people. The bamboo tubes around his waist were taken away clean, and he protected the half tube that the village chief had drunk.

"Hey, this one was drunk by the old village chief..."

"It's okay, I don't mind, give it to me!" Erwa immediately tried to grab it.

The next second, Goudan pushed him sideways and pushed him over. He even said happily, "You wish. I don't mind. Give it to me!"

Tiezhu refused to accept the offer: "I want to drink too."

The end result was that each of the three people drank a little and divided the half bottle equally.

After drinking it, they all smacked their lips to savor the taste. As for the remaining tube, they would definitely keep it and take it home to taste secretly with their family.

The milk was warm, and they felt warm inside when they drank it.

"Third brother, thank you." Tiezhu thanked him innocently.

"You are still a good friend. You know we are exhausted from working in the fields and you are thinking of us." Erwa put his hand on his shoulder and smiled.

Goudan's words were still cheesy, and he grabbed his hand and caressed it affectionately: "Third brother, I'll still be your brother in the next life."

Fang Tong learned the trick of touching hands from Goudan, but when he was touched, he got goosebumps all of a sudden.

He immediately pulled his hand out: "Alright, alright, stop touching me with your old black hands. Don't stain my delicate skin and tender flesh."

"You're not white either!" Goudan immediately retorted, then looked at his hands and pondered: "But if I drink milk, will I be whiter too?"

"Maybe." Erwa teased him, "Milk is white. Soak your hands in it for two days, maybe they will turn whiter."

Tiezhu didn't understand and replied seriously, "Yes, I know. That's how you dye clothes."

The brothers were talking in unrealistic ways, and Fang Tong rolled his eyes. "That's impossible. It's so hot, it'll stink in a day! And if someone sees it, they'll definitely ask you for it. Are you going to give it to me or not?"

"Just drink it quietly when you get home, and then go to sleep. You still have to work tomorrow, so don't make it too public, okay?" Fang Tong reminded him, "By the way, remember to return the bamboo tube to me after you finish drinking it."

This bamboo tube is worth a few cents!

"Don't worry, I'll wash it and send it back to you."

After all, there was still work to do the next day, so after saying goodbye, the three of them went home with the milk in their arms.

Fang Tong also hurried home.

In fact, he also had his own ideas when delivering milk today.

Now every household still has some food, and some of them are already eyeing their milk. When there is no food to eat in the future, won’t they be envied to death by others?

When you are extremely hungry, you will think, we are starving to death, why can your family drink milk?

Fang Tong has always been stingy, but he also knows that there is gain only when there is sacrifice. Sending them away can help disperse the firepower for his own family, and his brothers are also very good.

After a few days, everyone was completely out of food. If their family was really envied by the villagers, and something happened, there were still brothers who could speak up for him.