Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

The next morning.

Without the hustle and bustle of the past, a group of people stood at the gate of the courtyard, but it was surprisingly quiet.

Old Mrs. Cui sighed and broke the silence: "Let's go, it's not a bad idea to go out and take a look. Don't worry about the work in the fields, your grandfather will help keep an eye on it."

Last night, the third son's wife came to see her and told her about Erlang's own plan.

According to the rules of the village, the eldest son is always kept by the family, especially the second son and his wife who don't care about their children. Xiaowu and Xiaoqi are very young, so she disagreed as soon as she heard it.

But what the third son's wife said was right. The child cannot always be made to bear the mistakes of his parents. Erlang has already sacrificed a lot for his younger brothers and sisters.

Silang and the others also respect their eldest brother and would not want to be a burden to Erlang.

Anyway, the old couple are still in good health, so it is easy for them to take care of a few children.

Old Mrs. Cui took out the newly made clothes. Although they were made of coarse cloth, they were sewn very tightly stitch by stitch.

"The weather will get colder from now on. Take this coat with you so you don't get cold when you go out."

Erlang accepted it silently, "Thank you, grandma."

Lin handed him the bag she had prepared in advance and said with a smile, "It's just right. Put your clothes in the bag. There's a pair of shoes and some freshly baked pancakes in it. It's enough for you to eat for three days."

Silang wiped his tears and forcefully stuffed a purse into Erlang's hand, but no one knew how much money was in it.

"Brother, don't go looking for laborious work when you go out. I can earn money now. Just look around and have fun. Do you hear me?"

After making money, he speaks louder. Although his voice trembles, it does not affect the momentum of his preaching.

Those who don’t know him would think he is the boss.

Jiro laughed and patted Shiro's head.

"Okay, second brother got it. Don't get too tired. Xiao Qi will be left to you."

Hearing this, Lidong couldn't hold back any longer and turned around and cried silently, while Xiaoqi also shed tears and buried her head in Xiaoliu's arms.

Xiaoliu opened his mouth and patted Xiaoqi's back clumsily, imitating the way his mother coaxed him.

"Don't cry, little Qi."

Shiro pursed his lips tightly, his throat tightening with sobs.

The five brothers and sisters have never been separated since they were young, especially the second brother, who has always been by their side no matter what happened and has never left.

Now that the second brother wants to go out and take a look, even if he is reluctant, they will not stop him.

The second brother is good to them, and they also hope that the second brother can live a comfortable life.

"You'd better keep your word." Shiro stiffened his neck and stopped talking.

"It's a good thing that Erlang is going out. Why are you all so worried?" Lin said with a smile, "The sun is about to rise. Let's set off quickly."

The ox cart had been waiting by the side for a while. Erlang nodded and got on the ox cart.

"Remember to send a message home when you get there."

The oxcart drove away.

Erlang smiled and nodded, waved to everyone, turned his head to look towards the village entrance, and never looked back.

"Ugh."

Old Mrs. Cui sighed dejectedly and returned to the house slowly.

We come together and separate, but life goes on.

After Erlang walked away, Silang seemed to be stimulated and worked harder to make money. He went to the city and bought a millstone. After learning how to make tofu pudding from Lin, he ground a bucket of tofu pudding every day and brought it over to sell.

The Cui family had their own ox cart, and when they arrived in the city, they took Silang directly to the escort agency. Sifu helped carry him onto the carriage, and adding an extra bucket of tofu pudding was not a burden.

Tofu pudding is easier to eat than soy milk. It is neither as tough as tofu nor as watery as soy milk.

The tender tofu pudding paired with the sweet marinade, after a few mouthfuls, is both filling and warming.

So when it was launched, quite a few people bought it.

Some people will drink a bowl of soup to quench their thirst during a break even if they are not hungry.