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

"I gave birth to you, so what if I took a few eggs?"

Feng jumped up, extremely angry. How dare they say that after hiding so many eggs from her?

Xiaoqi was frightened, and Lidong pressed his little head in his arms and covered his ears.

Erlang's eyes were calm: "How did you get the egg?"

Old man Cui was so angry that he almost laughed. Seeing her self-righteous look, none of the words she said were words a mother could say.

The eggs were earned by the five children working hard for the Lin family from dawn to dusk, and they usually couldn't bear to eat them. What had Feng done for the children? How could she have the nerve to take the fruits of their labor?

"I wanted to ask that, too." Old Man Cui said with disgust, "I've already told you not to come into my house again. If that's not stealing, what is it?"

If it was someone else's family, people would help to reconcile. We are all family, and there shouldn't be such an ugly quarrel over a few mouths of food.

But the Feng family, they felt the same way too much.

In the village, when we saw her passing by from afar, we had to close the door quickly, for fear that she would take the food at home.

When Feng didn't realize it at first, the children in the village were often beaten, and there was leftover meat and eggs that were not picked up from the chicken coop. Every time Feng visited someone, she would inexplicably lose a few bites of food.

Later, the villagers realized what was going on and stopped associating with Feng.

The most infuriating thing is that even if Feng was caught, he had no shame at all. He returned the things with a laugh, and when he met someone a few days later, he greeted them as if nothing had happened.

When I face her, I have no place to vent my anger.

Seeing Old Man Cui come forward, Feng's eyes wandered around, and finally closed their eyes and said, "It's just five eggs, I'll give them back to you."

After saying that, he dug his fingers into his throat.

The villager curled his lips and turned his head away, then came again.

The village head was furious: "What are you doing? Aren't you ashamed? Erlang and the others still have some dignity."

Feng stopped, twitched her fingers, and chuckled.

Erlang looked at Feng with an expressionless face, without any ripples in his heart. He had seen his mother like this since he was a child.

"Eggs are two cents each, so five eggs for ten cents is fine."

Feng looked up. Erlang asked her for money?

They got four acres of land, but didn't give her a penny as a filial gift. Now they are asking her for money?

"Why don't you just kill me? I'm doing this for someone other than the baby in my belly. He's your biological brother. If you're so fussy about him, why should he be alive?"

Feng leaned over to him and said, "If you kill us both, it will be five eggs."

Erlang moved away and watched Feng throwing a tantrum coldly.

Shi Lang clenched his fists in silence, while Li Dong hugged Xiao Qi with tears rolling down her cheeks.

If their mother had made a fuss before, they would have given in, but this time Erlang didn't want to give in anymore.

As my younger brothers and sisters grew up, if they wanted to live a good life, they could no longer let their mother ask for whatever she wanted and treat them as tools to be fed.

My brothers and sisters shouldn’t be chained down for life.

For now, let him be the bad guy.

Erlang looked at the village head and said, "Grandpa, if we can't pay the money, can we use something else to pay it back?"

Feng stopped and stood there in a daze.

What does he mean?

"Sure." The village head ignored Feng Shi who was standing beside him. "If you stole something, you should return it. If you can't pay, you can pay it back with something of equal value."

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Lizheng."

Feng hurriedly stopped him: "What's good about that? Why are you taking my things?"

Erlang didn't want to say more, so he picked up Xiaoqi and left. The other three children followed him away, and no one paid any attention to Feng's resistance.

The village head was too lazy to bother with it and had to go back to sleep after finishing the matter.

He stole the child's eggs and felt his mouth was dirty when he said a word in Feng's favor.

All the villagers saw this and didn’t miss a last look, so they all went to watch the fun and then had a good sleep after watching it.

I've suffered so much from Feng before, and this time I can finally feel relieved.

Seeing that they were serious, Feng ran back quickly.

When she rushed back, Erlang had already walked out with a quilt in his arms.

"You rotten thing! How can a ten-cent egg be worth my eighty-cent quilt? I made this last year and I haven't even used it a few times."

At this time, Silang ran over panting and threw a bag into Feng's arms.

"for you."

Erlang said calmly, "We're not taking it for free. This is three pounds of food to compensate for the difference in the price of the quilt."

Holding the heavy bag of rice, Feng looked at the quilt in distress. There was no grain left in the house. Although the quilt was new, food was more important.

"Take it away, take it away. I'm at a disadvantage."

Feng hurried home with the grain bag and locked the door tightly.

The night is very quiet.

Listening to the sounds of cooking inside, the village head sighed and said, "Everyone go back to bed. We have to go to the city early tomorrow morning and gather at the big locust tree after daybreak."

The crowd dispersed, yawning.

The Lin family took Dahei to see Doctor Luo.

Erlang held the quilt and walked back under the moonlight.

It is cool in the mornings and evenings now, and the quilt filled with poplar fluff is still a little cold in the middle of the night. With this quilt, they can have a good sleep.

Lidong touched the cotton quilt and couldn't stop smiling.

This quilt weighs more than ten pounds. It takes a whole bundle of thread just to fix the cotton. The quilt cover is wrapped in cotton cloth. I don’t know what it feels like to cover myself with it. I’m afraid I’ll wake up in the middle of the night because of the heat.

The wound on Dahei's face was treated with medicine and then tied up with cloth along with his mouth. The wound on his hind legs was also treated. From a distance, it looked like he was wearing a pair of shorts.

Cui Zhaozhao was amazed: "I never knew that Dahei was so charming that even the wolves on the mountain were conquered by him."

Xiao Liu thought it was very cool, but he couldn't help but worry about Da Hei: "Doctor Luo said that Da Hei will have a scar on his face in the future. Will the wolves dislike him and abandon Da Hei and his mother?"

Cui Zhaozhao was confused. Was he caring too much?

Xiao Liu thought for a moment, then grabbed Da Hei's ear and muttered, "You're injured now, so this is a good time to test Da Hui. He didn't care about you when you gave birth. This is a bit dangerous, don't you think?"

The man and the dog looked at each other seriously. Dahei tilted his head, as if he was really thinking.

"I heard from the old ladies in the village that chicken soup is good for sick people. This time you asked it for it. It's such a big wolf, it can easily catch a pheasant. If it doesn't let you catch one, it means it doesn't have you in its heart. We will no longer be friends with it."

Dahei blinked, thinking about something.

Xiaoliu patted Dahei's broad head and said, "Ah, I'm doing this for your own good."

Dahei cupped his hands.

Lin held her forehead with her hand, wondering where Xiaoliu had heard all this nonsense.

Wolves and dogs have different language systems, and their sincerity is also tested. It would be a shame to their ancestors if they could fall in love with each other.

Uncle He slipped and twisted his foot while working in the fields two days ago, so Mrs. Lin simply took Dahei and the litter of puppies home.

Some hay was spread in the house, and Dahei was left there to recuperate.

(I owe a chapter. I have a cold and a headache. My hands are on the keyboard, but my brain is chasing after me.)