In Dakang, only the desperate poor will serve as soldiers.
There is an old saying that good iron does not nail it, and a good man should not be a soldier.
There are several widows' villages in Fugui Township, all of which are caused by the men in the family going to serve as soldiers.
Isn't she a widow herself?
Yang Silang was silent.
Yang's mother's brows furrowed, and her face was full of sorrow.
Yang Zhaodi said: "When Dad comes back, see how much he borrowed, and pay it back if he can!" "
Soon, she spread a few egg cakes with the flour she brought from her husband's house, and added a little minced meat and pickles to the cake.
The corn rice is also steamed.
Yang Silang's greedy harazi are about to stay.
Yang Zhaodi served a bowl of corn rice to her mother, scooped a spoonful of broth from the clay pot and poured it into the rice, and handed over the rolled egg cake, "Mother, eat it." "
"Hey, it's a waste, it's enough for me to eat for three days." Yang's mother was distressed, Yang Zhaodi said it badly, she moved her chopsticks.
Yang Silang couldn't wait for a long time, following the order of the third sister, he brought himself a bowl of broth rice bowl, and in one bite, he let out a donkey bark, "It's so delicious!" "
"Be quiet." Yang Zhaodi gave him a helpless look.
"Sister, you are in Zhao's house, is this what you eat?"
"It's not so good to eat every meal." Yang Zhaodi said.
Yang's mother said curiously: "Wasn't your in-laws' family a famine before? "
Yang Zhaodi sighed, "This matter is a long ....."
After a while, Yang Zhaodi roughly told what happened, and Yang's mother smacked her tongue and said: "My father-in-law is now doing things for the Yao family, no wonder he is so generous." "
Yang Silang was excited, "Sister, can Uncle Zhao take me to collect mountain goods together?" "
"This ... It should be possible. Yang Zhaodi hesitated for a while, "I'll ask you first." "
"If Uncle Zhao can take me to work, I will definitely be able to solve the famine in my family." Yang Silang said swearingly.
As he was talking, a low voice came from outside, "Damn it, open the door!" "
"Your father is back." Yang's mother hurriedly put down the chopsticks in her hand and got up to open the door.
Yang Zhaodi also hurriedly got up and greeted her.
When he opened the door, Yang Shulin came in with a bamboo basket on his back, and when he saw his wife, he complained with a smile on his face: "In broad daylight, why do you close the door?" "
"Dad!" Yang Zhaodi also hurried over to get the bamboo basket on his back.
"Zhaodi?"
Yang Shulin looked at his daughter, who hadn't seen him for many days, first happy, and then frowned, "Why are you home again?" My husband's family is starving again? "
"This Zhao Laosan is not a thing... If he can't afford to support you, he will come back, your father has no ability, and it's okay to raise an old girl!" "
Yang Zhaodi was moved and funny, "No, this time I just went home to take a look!" "
"Let's talk about it first." Yang's mother looked left and right, closed the simple bamboo door, and then pushed her husband into the house.
"Damn it, why are you pushing me?" Yang Shulin was pushed into the back room, and at a glance he saw his son sitting at the table feasting, "Shiro, what are you eating...."
Yang Silang picked up a big piece of meat at this time, and as soon as it was brought to his mouth, his father came in, laughed dryly, and sent the meat to his father, "Dad, my sister's stewed braised pork is amazing, would you like a piece?" "
"Braised pork?"
Poplar Forest's brain went down.
The family is out of food, where does this meat come from?
And what is in my son's bowl, is it corn rice?
And the cake on the plate, how is it different from the wild vegetable cake he ate in the morning?
"Where did you come from?"
"My sister brought it from her husband's house!" Yang Silang put the big meat in his mouth, and said vaguely with a finger: "Look, there are still many good things over there!" "
Looking in the direction of his son's finger, Yang Shulin was dumbfounded.
"Meat, rice, eggs, cloth, salt, sugar... Even soy sauce? "
"This, this ... Where did this come from? Yang Shulin looked at his daughter in confusion.
Yang Zhaodi said to her father again what she said to her mother and said, "Dad, sit down and eat." "
Yang Shulin was silent.
He took out the five pounds of corn borrowed from the bamboo basket and held it in his hand, "I want to know Zhao Laosan, oh no, my father-in-law is so generous, what kind of food am I going to borrow!" "
Yang's mother asked: "His father, how much interest did you borrow from these five pounds of grain?" "
Yang Shulin sighed and said a little decadently: "Borrow one to repay three, the term is one month, and if you can't pay it back, you will use our land to repay it!" "
"What? Borrow one and repay three? Yang Silang's eyes widened, "Doesn't that mean that you will have to pay back fifteen pounds of corn in a month?" "
Yang Shulin nodded helplessly.
"This is too hateful!" Yang Silang clenched his fists and was angry.
"Now in this market, I heard that in places that are farther away, land is directly exchanged for grain, and three acres of medium fields can be exchanged for one pound of grain!"
"Zhong Papi, it's so hateful!" Yang Silang was angry, but he couldn't do anything.
Yang's mother also wiped her tears, and after borrowing this food, the family's land was basically over.
But what can be done?
This is all fate!
"Dad, take this rice, let's return the grain today!" Yang Zhaodi said.
"Zhaodi, I have received your father-in-law's heart, but I can't rely on him all the time, and he may not be able to help, and in the end we still have to face it ourselves."
Yang Shulin said with a sad face: "I paid back the food today, and I will run out of food in a few days...
"Go ask my father-in-law to borrow, at least my father-in-law won't ask you for interest." Yang Zhaodi gritted her teeth and said: "It's really not good, I'm going to beg my father-in-law to let you collect mountain goods together, I dare not say more, I will definitely not let the family run out of food!" "
Yang Silang also said: "Yes, Dad, let's go and ask Uncle Zhao, it's better to go and ask for Zhong Peeling!" "
"His father, what Zhao Di said makes sense, the landlords are all cannibals and do not spit out bones, our father-in-law, although he was not in tune before, but now he is still very good at Zhao Di."
"Let's beg him and see if he can help us."
Yang's mother didn't feel that she had borrowed Zhao Zheng's food, so she had to ask him to help.
Moreover, the daughter said that after borrowing food back, his father-in-law had already solved the famine in the family, that is to say, these two pounds of corn did not play a role at all.
People gave so much food to return favors, even if he didn't help, the Yang family had nothing to blame.
Yang Shulin felt a little apprehensive, originally the Zhao family was not as good as his, but now in the blink of an eye, the Zhao family took off.
When it was his turn to beg the Zhao family, he felt a little uncomfortable.
But he can't do such a thing as dying to save face and suffering.
"Zhaodi, did your father-in-law really say let's go to his house as a guest?" Yang Shulin asked tentatively: "Isn't it polite?" "
"It's really not, before I came, he repeatedly explained that he must let our family be a guest, and said that if you don't go, he will come over to invite you in person!" Yang Zhaodi said very seriously.
Seeing that his daughter didn't seem to be lying, coupled with this table full of delicious food, Yang Shulin made a decision, "Girl, when do you think it's appropriate for us to come to the door?"