Thanos's biological daughter in period fiction

"Okay, you stay here and don't run around. Grandma and the others have chores to do, so you can sit here and play. My older brother and I are going to find Mom." The two of them were planning to help their mother with some chores when they got there, so they had to remind the little guy not to be too naughty.

"Mmm." The little girl nodded; she was now captivated by a sweet potato that looked like a little mouse.

Because all the sweet potatoes here looked almost identical, Xia Yutang was wondering why they were dug up so small. But when she looked up at the dry earth, she instantly understood. There was no water to irrigate the land, and it hadn't rained. Although sweet potatoes are drought-resistant, they can't be left without any water.

The river has dried up, and the well water is just a drop in the ocean. Thinking about it this way, the fact that we have this result is already the result of everyone's hard work in carrying water to irrigate the land.

Watching his two older brothers walk away, Xia Tang found a rock and sat down behind several grandmothers and aunts. Under the tree where they were sitting, there were many protruding tree roots; because they were so hard, they could also be used as chairs.

She picked up two stones for herself and sat there playing obediently. Seeing how well she was behaving, the others picked up their vines and went back to work, occasionally glancing up to see what she was doing.

Before long, the old ladies started chatting again. Xia Yutang's ears perked up at the mention of gossip, perhaps because some people were mindful that he was just a child and there wasn't much to say.

There was someone about our age who looked at the little girl and started talking about the Song family.

"Song Jianguo and his wife are also having a dispute over dividing the family property. I heard that Song Lao Er has also come back..." Everyone in the village knows that Song Lao Er works in town and that his child has taken his wife's surname, meaning he has already married into the family.

"Didn't I say before that the 10 yuan I'd receive each month was for my retirement and that I wouldn't interfere in anything at home? Why did you come back?" She must have remembered that clearly, since it was said in front of everyone.

The other aunt sitting opposite Third Grandma was Old Song's neighbor. Her house was separated from Old Song's by only a wall. You could talk to her while standing in the yard, let alone hear the loud arguing over there.

"Hey, they don't just take that 10 yuan for retirement. Every time the grain is distributed, the second son comes back to get some. Sometimes there's plenty, sometimes there's less. Recently, haven't other families come to our village to borrow grain?" It's all because there's no grain. The supply in the city is also decreasing. I heard that now they can only barely make ends meet.

"So they came back to collect grain. Weren't they saying they were going to divide the family property? Old Master Song was making a scene..."

"He's the eldest son, didn't Miao Xiaoni say that the house and everything in the family would belong to the eldest son in the future? Why is she making a fuss about dividing the family property?" Miao Xiaoni is the name of Old Mrs. Song. When her son Fu Bao was born, she bragged to the whole village about it and said that everything in the family would belong to the eldest son in the future.

Why is Boss Song suddenly threatening to split up the family business?

"That's what they say, but everyone in the village knows that Song Dazhi is her darling. Although she's practically raving about her own Fubao, Song Dazhi is still more important. Now that her darling has been arrested, it's no wonder she's making a scene." Everyone who's lived in the village with Miao Xiaoni for so many years knows her true nature.

"Judging by the time, Song Dazhi should be back soon." An aunt in the crowd did some quick calculations and said that if they counted from the day he was captured, he would be back tomorrow.

"If he comes back, the Song family will be in for a real show. Right now, every household only has the amount of grain they were allocated before. The second son wants to take some, and he even offered money, but everyone knows that there's no grain for sale on the black market in town. Even if he offered money, how much could he buy?" She had heard from her husband that the price of grain on the black market in town had increased many times over.

"I heard the other day that it's over a dollar a pound. My God, what an outrageous price! Over a dollar a pound of grain. People in this town only earn twenty or thirty dollars a month, which is enough to buy a few dozen pounds of grain..." Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle. Eating isn't just about grain. Don't we eat anything else besides grain? Don't we need anything else?

Others also felt their scalps tingle when they heard the price. How could ordinary people who depend on the weather for their livelihood afford such high grain prices?

"Yesterday I heard that Song Lao Er was given 20 yuan, before it was 10 yuan. Every time the grain was distributed, they would take away several bags. This time they were given 20, I wonder how much they will take? When I came out to work, I heard Liu Chunmei standing in the yard cursing and swearing, it seemed like she was not letting them take anything..." The aunt who lived next door to Old Song lowered her voice, which indirectly explained why no one from Old Song's family came out to work today.

Xia Yutang felt it was normal that he didn't go to work. Right now, Old Song's family was engaged in a battle to protect their grain. If they went to work, they might accidentally have all the grain taken away without them even knowing.

Actually, Xia Yutang wanted to eavesdrop at Old Song's house even more; not seeing it in person left him wanting more. However, upon hearing that Song Dazhi was coming back, he needed to tell his mother about it when he got home.

Old Song's family only gave them 30 yuan, plus 9 yuan for medical expenses, which they were definitely unwilling to accept. However, their family had been in the spotlight recently, so no one dared to come to their house to cause trouble.

If Song Dazhi comes back, the old woman will be much more confident in sending him off. There's no guarantee she won't come knocking and cause trouble. Although it's quite far, that old woman has nothing better to do all day; she certainly won't mind the distance.

Lost in thought, she heard Fifth Grandmother's familiar voice again.

"Why can't God have pity on us ordinary people?" Grandma Wu looked at the small sweet potato in her hand, worried that things would continue like this.

Thinking about the place where they found the grain, my grandmother thought he could suggest to the old village chief that they plant some more grain in the same spot where they had found it. The pond over there was still water; it could still be used.

The part up the mountain is quite a long walk, but for the sake of food, a little further is better than starving to death.

"Why is the old lady sighing?" Aunt Zhang looked at Fifth Grandma sighing and looked at the old lady helplessly.

"I'm wondering when this weather will end. We only harvested so many sweet potatoes today. It's not enough to fill our stomachs, let alone make a living. What are we going to do?" The old lady had experienced the famine more than ten years ago, and she still vividly remembered the situation back then.

She can still recall the corpses her husband and family saw on their way to escape the famine sometimes even with her eyes closed.

She was truly afraid that if the weather continued like this, they would have to flee with their belongings. This old woman, half-buried in a coffin, really couldn't withstand another ordeal.

"Sigh, who knows when this weather will end. It's really unbearable every day..." Hearing the old lady's words, the others were also filled with worry.