Rebirth of an Old Farmer: Escape from Famine with Children and Grandchildren

Everyone in the village had escaped from the Western Zhao Army. Except for a small number of people who carried some food with them, most people had nothing with them.

Before, they could still dig some wild vegetables to fill their stomachs.

But it rained all day today, and there were hardly any wild vegetables or even any weeds to be found.

Many people's stomachs have started to growl.

At this time, Sun Wan naturally could not enjoy it alone.

A group of people is always bound to have this kind of embarrassment, just like she had to generously give up the cave.

If she took him away by force, the villagers would temporarily be wary of her two strong sons.

But when it comes to a life-and-death situation, the outcome for them and their children will probably not be good.

The same is true for food now.

Sun Wan had already made plans in her mind, and even when things happened, she was still able to remain calm.

She walked through the crowd and headed deep into the cave, quickly carrying out a bag of brown rice.

Everyone looked at the rice bag and their throats moved involuntarily.

As if she didn't hear the noise around her, Sun Wan raised the rice and said loudly, "We won't be able to survive for long with just this little rice. We need to mix it with wild vegetables to make it last longer."

"I'm sure there are some leftover wild vegetables from yesterday. Why don't we take them all out and cook them into porridge together to tide us over this difficult time?"

Everyone quickly understood Sun Wan's meaning.

Zhu Xiuqin was the first to respond, pulling out a small packet from her bosom: "I have some here!"

With this start, other villagers also took out the wild vegetables they had hidden.

Ten kilograms of wild vegetables are no match for a bowl of rice!

Sun Wan was willing to take out the rice.

If they can't even bear to eat wild vegetables, what kind of people are they?

Sun Wan roughly counted the wild vegetables and estimated that they would be enough for two meals.

Then he gave the rice to Su Rongze and asked him to cook the porridge.

Everyone's attention then turned to Su Rongze, and several young people also came over actively to help chop wood and make a fire.

The village chief checked the amount of firewood and sent Da Niu with a few strong men to chop some firewood nearby for baking, just in case.

Fortunately, it is early summer now and the nights are not too cold, otherwise the firewood problem would be a problem again.

Sun Wan pretended to rummage through the package for a while, then walked to the pot with a piece of ginger and told Su Rongze to chop it into pieces. After distributing the ginger to everyone, she sprinkled some into the porridge and gave it to those who had been caught in the rain.

Su Rongze responded.

Zhu Xiuqin was deeply moved and held Sun Wan's hand to express her gratitude.

Among the woodcutter team was her son Zhu Yuan.

Sun Wan smiled and said, "I just picked it up before leaving. Who would have thought it would be useful in this way? If we villagers didn't help each other, how could we have made it to Huizhou?"

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Soon, the porridge in the pot was cooked.

Exuding the fragrance of rice and the freshness of wild vegetables, everyone held the porridge and was reluctant to drink it in big gulps, but carefully savored every drop.

Not long after, the woodcutters returned with loads of firewood on their backs.

Spread it out to dry in the sun and use a stove to dry it.

When a few young guys tasted the ginger in the porridge, they were surprised again and expressed gratitude.

Sun Wan smiled, said nothing more, turned around and walked deeper into the cave and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, she felt something was wrong.

Sun Wan opened the package immediately.

Sure enough, the salt stone inside was gone!

In this era, only the rich could afford salt as fine as snowflakes. Ordinary people mostly used salt stones, black and white stones that would turn around in the pot and become the source of saltiness for the whole family.

Even so, the price of salt stone is staggering.

Some poor families cannot even afford salt rock.

I could only scrape the salt stains off the stones in the toilet.

Sun Wan's face was gloomy.

The salt stone had been kept in her secret place. She only took out a small piece when cooking, but it unexpectedly attracted a thief!

She glanced around, carefully examining everyone's expressions.

Most people lowered their heads and drank their porridge.

Until Sun Wan's eyes met Sun Yaozu's son Zhou Tianci.

The child had been secretly observing her. When their eyes met, he was startled and lowered his head pretending to be calm.

Sun Wan had a plan in mind.

She put her things down and walked out with the empty bowl.

The villagers automatically made way for her, and Sun Wan walked forward steadily, calmly and confidently.

Halfway through, she suddenly took action, lifted Zhou Tianci's hand who was holding the bowl, and kicked him in the buttocks with incredible speed!

"Bang!" With a loud sound, a piece of salt stone that everyone knows fell into the dust, immediately catching everyone's attention.

"You evil woman, let my son go!"

Sun Zhuo's mother, Song Ping, was instantly furious. She was plump, and her anger seemed to make the ground tremble. She rushed towards Sun Wan like a wild sow!

Not only that, she even stepped on the salt stone to cover up the so-called "evidence" completely.

Sun Wan witnessed this scene and a sneer appeared on her lips.

"It seems there's not only a petty thief, but also a cunning and calculating person hiding behind this petty thief!"

Sun Wan was not afraid of Song Ping. Others might not understand the reason, but she knew exactly what was going on between these sisters-in-law.

Although she looked chubby, she was actually very weak. Sun Wan kicked her knee lightly, and Song Ping's right leg immediately went soft, and she fell to her knees in front of Sun Wan with a thud.

The surroundings instantly became quiet.

Sun Zhuo, who was lifted up by Sun Wanru like a chicken, stared at his mother with wide eyes.

"Wuwuwu...Sun Wan, I'm going to fight you!"

Soon, Song Ping suddenly fought back. She clumsily got up from the ground, lowered her head and rushed towards Sun Wan's abdomen.

Sun Wan dodged swiftly, and Song Ping plunged headfirst into the crowd of onlookers, her momentum simply unstoppable.

"puff--"

The unlucky uncle spilled all the porridge he had just drunk, causing Song Ping to suffer a "rain of porridge".

"Giggle!"

Zhu Xiuqin was the first one who couldn't help laughing while pointing and talking. The atmosphere suddenly became joyful and everyone else laughed too.

Song Ping fell to the ground, dizzy, breathless, and dirty.

Only the uncle couldn't laugh. He held his stomach and grimaced in pain. He was heartbroken not only because of the pain, but also because of the wasted food.

"Alright, alright! Stop making trouble!"

The village chief couldn't bear it any longer, so he knocked the crutch in his hand hard, and the laughter in the cave gradually subsided.

He took a deep breath, staggered over, looked at Song Ping on the ground with a serious face, and finally fixed his gaze on Sun Wan.

"Madam Sun, what is going on?"

Sun Wan didn't say anything more. She put Sun Zhuo down and strode towards Sun Sheng, looking at him coldly with her head down.

Sun Sheng's face changed: "Sister, are you going to... Ouch!"

Sun Wan stomped hard on his foot. Sun Sheng cried out in pain and jumped up, holding his foot. "Sun Wan! You cruel woman, I will never let you go!"

Sun Wan slapped Sun Sheng in the face with her backhand, so loud and clear that five red finger marks immediately appeared on Sun Sheng's face!

"I'm twelve years older than you, and I raised you from childhood to adulthood, spending more time raising you than my parents did."