Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 5 The dry grandmother

The sun was shining brightly, and Zhenxiang took the child out to bask in the sun, and she kept working.

For double-sided embroidery, the Yunjin store in town has ready-made patterns. Women with outstanding female celebrity can go there to pick up some single-piece work.

"Sister, look, this is a rocking drum made by grandpa." Wen Zhuo put a small rattle in her palm and taught her to shake it to make a booming sound.

There is also the woodcut foal, An Ran loves it so much, these two gadgets are exquisitely made.

It has not been painted, only simple wood grain, polished smooth and not sticky, exuding the fragrance of pine wood.

"Zhuo Bao, are you going to see grandma tomorrow?" Zhenxiang wants to take her son there. She hasn't seen her mother for a long time. She is such an honest and friendly person now that she is sick, and her brother will not take care of her. How sad.

"I want to go. I haven't seen my grandma for a long time, and she hasn't even seen my sister. Let's take my sister there too."

Zhenxiang was still afraid that Zhuo Bao wouldn't want to go because of what happened last time, but what should she take with her?
Looking at the house that was just built, this house has already used up half of the family's money, and the rest is reserved for winter rations.

The penny that the sister-in-law had already carefully calculated was divided into two halves for use. Zhenxiang took out a piece of muslin ball and uncovered it layer by layer. A poorly colored jadeite earring added a bit of color in the sun.

It was the first time for An Ran to travel far away with her mother since she was born more than two months ago. This time they were going to Lijia Village. There was a mountain depression more than 20 kilometers away from their village.

Originally, Wang Yonglin was going to follow them, but unfortunately the repair work in the town was very expensive, and after one or two months of work, there would be no more work. Li Zhenxiang was reluctant to part with that day's wages, and it would be difficult to live without doing winter work now.

Li Zhenxiang asked her son to hide some hard-boiled eggs. When her brother's two children saw it, they clamored to eat it.

The sky was still slightly bright, so Wang Yonglin sent them to the intersection and handed over the responsibility of protecting them to Wang Wenzhuo.

An Ran's face was blushing, and she yawned. She knew that her mother was tired and sweating, and she was not willing to rest a few times. Speaking of which, she was still quite worried about her mother.

Just like that cheap uncle, he knows that his family is not very good. It would be good if he can come back properly, maybe he will have to be skinned to get out.

Lijiacun seemed to be a little more backward than where they lived. The houses that had collapsed and been washed away had not yet been built, and several households had built straw shacks.

If it wasn't for meeting a few people, An Ran would have thought it was an uninhabited village in the wilderness, especially the coffin board that was washed out.

I don't know who his descendants are, and he doesn't care even if his ancestors are rushed out.

After descending a long slope, two children ran up to them, their faces were unkempt and they couldn't see clearly.

"Little aunt, it's little aunt." Two children surrounded Li Zhenxiang, holding the corners of her clothes with their two dark hands.

Wang Wenzhuo took off their hands and stood in front to protect his mother and sister.

"Liu Bao, where is grandma?" Li Zhenxiang did not see the home she was familiar with before, only the broken wooden shelves were there.

The two children joyfully brought them to a hillside. There was a hole the size of an inch on the hillside. It was pitch black, as if no light could penetrate it.

Before approaching, Li Zhenxiang's eyes turned red. This is the mountain cellar where her family used to bury sweet potatoes, dark and small.

Before he even entered, the smell of rotten urine hit his face, making him retching.

"Grandma, grandma, little aunt is here." The two children rarely became happy, because every time little aunt came, she would bring delicious food.

"Mom!" Li Zhenxiang immediately saw the old man who looked like a rotten tree.

The dim eyes, gray hair, and sunken cheeks looked like a withered old corpse. When he heard a familiar sound, his body trembled violently and he turned his head.

"Ah~scent..." Dry calls showed excitement.

Li Zhenxiang didn't expect her mother, who was originally in good health, to go to such a state, she felt distressed, she was unfilial, and thought that her mother had alienated her all these years.

Then An Ran felt the touch of a pair of hands, carefully touching her forehead.

An Ran knew that this was her grandmother in this world, and it was estimated that her end was coming soon.

The old man's lips were chapped and the skin was split open, and he couldn't speak well. His hands and feet were like fire sticks, with only a layer of skin hanging on them.

Wang Wenzhuo opened the bamboo bucket, peeled an egg and fed it to the old man's mouth. His grandmother liked him the most. In the past, when he came, she would always give him the snacks she had hidden for a long time.

The two children swallowed when they saw the round egg, and stared straight at the white egg.

Can this eggshell be licked!
"Brother, brother, I'm so hungry."

The little girl shook the boy's hand, her father had not been seen for several days, she really wanted to eat.

"What are you doing! Come back!"

A pair of black hands snatched Wang Wenzhuo's bag, and he saw that the egg was taken out from it.

In the blink of an eye, the boy snatched the bag and ran out quickly, not afraid of being poked on the ground with his bare feet.

Li Zhenxiang grabbed her son who was about to chase him away, and shook her head. The third brother's two children were also pitiful, and they hadn't eaten for some time.

If my own child becomes like this, my heart will die of pain. Motherless children are like weeds.

The old man took his daughter's hand and shook his head. She didn't want to eat the egg. She knew that she was going to die. Poor two children, she heard them eating wild grass roots last night.

She thought she would have three daughters and one son in her life, but she didn't expect that in the end it was her youngest daughter who gave her away. She regretted it. She failed to educate her three children well, and she felt sorry for the family.

I was so excited that I burst into tears, but my mental health improved, and I could lie down halfway.

I don't know why An Ran always feels that his pupils are wrong, as if they are flashing back.

The old man pointed to the mouth of the cellar, then shook Li Zhenxiang's hand, whimpering twice.

No matter how stupid Li Zhenxiang was, she knew that her mother wanted her to take care of these two children in the future, and it was more or less the blood of their family.

The third brother is not a good father, nor is he a good husband and a good son. I am afraid that these two children will be sad in the future.

But how capable she is, she also has her own little family, Zhuo Bao and Fubao are her sweethearts.

Seeing such a scene, An Ran also felt a little depressed, the little woman holding her has great strength, look how thin her shoulders are.

Not long after, Li San came back and kicked his daughter who was hiding aside.

It was obvious that Li San was in a very bad mood because he had been wrangling with his eldest sister for a long time today and was beaten and thrown out.

"You still know how to come back." Li San's tone was obviously yin and yang. Since these women got married, the family has been relying on him alone, leaving some useless old and young, all asking him to support them.

Li Zhenxiang looked at him fearlessly, her lips trembling: "Mother is gone."

Li San thought it was such a big deal and laughed cruelly: "This is not all caused by you. This is not the result you expected. If you die, you will die. It looks terrible."

"You bastard, do you still have a conscience? Mother is the one who protects her weaknesses the most, yet you say such things." Li Zhenxiang's body trembled, and she beat Li San.

"Get lost! You are a cat crying and a mouse is pretending to be compassionate. How dare you say that to me? There is no place for you to stay here.

You are all married outsiders, living a good life in your husband's family. How can you think of me, your biological brother? "

Li San's eyes were scarlet, as if he was about to punch him with his fist in the next second.

Wang Wenzhuo held back his mother, they had better go back to find their father first, as mother would suffer.

(End of this chapter)