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

This not only makes me feel bored, but also makes the house gradually become empty. The things in the house are almost used up. Now it is difficult to even have a full meal. It is simply starving!

Ever since that conflict, this so-called relative-in-law rarely comes to visit my house again.

Whenever she occasionally came home, the eldest daughter-in-law would immediately become alert and lock every door of the granary and kitchen tightly, leaving no chance for this greedy relative to take advantage.

Just when he was forced to flee his home, somehow, the second son's wife seemed to say some soft words in his ear.

As a result, at the last moment before departure, she insisted on going back to her mother's hometown, Zhoujia Village, and then going to Beijing with her father to find refuge.

Seeing the impending separation, the old village chief and Aunt Huaihua could only watch their son and grandchildren leave with tears in their eyes. Although they were reluctant, they were powerless to do anything.

As a parting gift, we finally gave them a wooden cart and tried our best to load some precious food and warm clothes on it and send it to Zhoujia Village.

Unfortunately, there is nothing left in the car now, only a few emaciated and pitiful skeletons.

But even in the face of such a miserable situation, the old lady still wanted to sit on this dilapidated vehicle, hoping that her eldest son would push it hard to continue moving forward. This behavior is simply too selfish and irresponsible.

In order to avoid being chased, the people in Sujia Village rushed all the way until the sun set and the road was hidden in darkness, and then they stopped to rest for a while.

At this moment, everything around was blurry. In addition to the hard and cold gravel under my feet, my hands could also feel the sharp and cold stones.

The surface temperature of the stone, exposed to strong sunlight all day, is extremely high, making it impossible for people to touch or even sit on it for a long time.

Even if I stand up and stay for a moment, my feet will feel as painful as if they were being burned by fire.

Everyone remained standing and gasped for breath to regain their strength. No one dared to risk making a fire for lighting or heating, because they were all very afraid that doing so would expose their position and attract soldiers to chase them.

Yet, amidst this dire situation, some displayed a completely different attitude. Those seeking refuge from Zhoujia Village, unconcerned with the severity of their situation, laid down on the scorching rocks and cried out, "Please have mercy on us! Please give us some food and water! We haven't had a proper meal in ages."

Faced with this chaotic scene, the experienced old village chief calmly warned, "Everyone, listen carefully! Do not light a fire here. If you attract soldiers, we will all fall into a trap and be captured."

No one said a word, silently packing up their own carts, baskets and backpacks for escape.

These simple tools are particularly important at this moment. They not only carry the hope of the family, but also symbolize people's strong will to survive.

The children were so tired that they fell asleep. There were still traces of fatigue on their cheeks, but there was a smile at the corners of their mouths, as if they had found a moment of peace in their dreams.

Seeing this scene, the adults became more determined to protect the children, so they found a few clean straw mats, spread them on a slightly flat stone, and gently placed the children and the elderly in the house, hoping that they could rest for a while under such conditions.

The old village chief Su Shunde and Su Dazhong walked over slowly and called on the people of Zhoujia Village to discuss the next steps together.

This conversation concerns the life and death of the two villages and there can be no negligence.

Zhang Lao Hu and his men did not go because they knew that the most important thing at the moment was to find a safe place as soon as possible to avoid being swallowed up by the impending danger.

Sun Wan followed closely behind. She wanted to hear what had happened to Zhoujia Village. After all, if the people of Zhoujia Village chose to join the team, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Moreover, she knew in her heart that the people in Zhoujia Village were not simple and she had to deal with them with caution.

Seeing Sun Wan's figure appear, Su Shunkui's mother-in-law Zhou's eyes flashed with disdain, and she sneered, "Oh, you bitch, you're not dead yet?"

His tone was full of contempt and provocation.

Faced with this blatant insult, Sun Wan showed no sign of weakness. She walked forward and slapped Zhou twice. The crisp sound broke the originally depressing atmosphere around them.

"Why are you so arrogant when you're still alive and well? Why should I die? Even if you die, I won't die. Do you know why? Because my children are filial, and because I know what true family love is! And you, on the other hand, are rummaging through your in-laws' houses looking for food just to fill your stomach. What a foul mouth!"

Every word she said was powerful, revealing her inner dissatisfaction and contempt for Zhou's behavior.

Zhou was slapped in the face. She had never experienced such humiliation before, so she immediately jumped up and wanted to fight with Sun Wan.

However, just as the conflict was about to escalate, Zhang Kun, Su Yousheng, Su Yaozong and others had already sensed that something was wrong. They quickly took knives and sticks, stood in front of Sun Wan, glared at Zhou and her family, and looked like they were ready to take action at any time.

The intervention of several young people undoubtedly made the situation more tense, and the air was filled with a sense of impending conflict.

The old village chief frowned as he looked at the chaotic scene. He knew that internal fighting was not the right time, as the consequences would be disastrous. He said in a deep voice, "Old Zhou, why don't you come out and say something? If the quarrel continues, we will have to go our separate ways."

Hearing this, Su Shunkui's father-in-law, Old Man Zhou, finally stood up. With a forced smile on his face, he explained to everyone present, "Fellow relatives, we really have nowhere else to go. You can all see that there are 30 or 40 of us. Apart from the few clothes we wear, we have been forced to abandon all our belongings. We also have several wounded who are in urgent need of care. Could you please give us some food to tide us over this difficult time?"

His request sounded helpless yet sincere, which made people feel sympathetic.

Sun Wan directly retorted, "Give you food? What will you give back? Why?! After this difficult period, what will you eat? Eat dirt? Do we have so much food to waste? This world is so difficult, everyone has to find a way out, right?"

Old Man Zhou was immediately furious. He pointed at her with a trembling finger and said, "You bitch, how can you have the right to speak when a man is talking? You are just a woman, what do you know?"

His face flushed crimson, clearly irritated by her words.

Seeing this, Su Shunde said, "Whether or not we give you food really depends on what Lan Zhen's wife says."

His tone was calm, as if he was used to such situations.

The people in Zhoujia Village looked at each other, and puzzled eyes were passed among the crowd. They stared at Sun Wan in confusion, thinking in their hearts: How is this related to her?

Does she really have food in her hands?