From the 1980s, the villain is the little cook

Chapter 1: Survive the catastrophe, but it will be even harder

"Oh, it's really people who are doing it. God is watching. God doesn't even look down on her virtue."

"Hitting two children, but then falling into the water. If he really drowned, it would definitely be a big joke in Tieshi Village."

"The two children are quite sensible and know that when a person falls into the water and calls for help, your children saved this life."

Fang Qiutao woke up from the darkness
My head feels heavy and I can't open my eyelids.

what happens?Isn't she already dead?
After her best friend and her partner teamed up to defraud her of the ownership of her private restaurant, she died of a heart attack.

What if her restaurant is taken away?
The recipes for the delicacies from the mountains and sea are all imprinted in her mind.

The hazy feeling gradually disappeared, Fang Qiutao opened his eyes and saw clearly the scene in front of him.

Several people were surrounding her, wearing very contemporary clothes. Some people even had a towel around their neck that could not tell whether it was white or gray.

The surrounding environment is even more shocking. There are land and weeds, and there are still undeveloped fields not far away.
This is a scene I saw at my grandma’s house when I was a child, but at that time, the countryside had already paved cement roads, and no one wore such clothes...

"Fang Qiutao, don't think that if you jump into the river, the matter of your children going to my house to steal meat will be settled. I warn you, even if you die today, this matter cannot be settled like this."

There were inexplicable curses and shouts, and Fang Qiutao quickly came to his senses.

The woman who scolded her was wearing a coarse yellow shirt. Although she was not fat, she had a big frame and looked particularly imposing.

This is Widow Zhao next door. Her husband died of starvation during the famine, leaving her alone to raise two children. Without any momentum, life would be difficult.

Seeing that Fang Qiutao didn't respond, Widow Zhao simply grabbed Tan Xiaotian who was about to leave.

He twisted her ears mercilessly, "Let me tell you, today I have to ask for an explanation. The money I earned hard to buy meat was just to let our two children eat something good. Unexpectedly, I also I didn’t even taste the soup star, so you kid ate it all secretly.”

"Stop hitting my brother, we have realized our mistake, wuwuwu..."

The sound of a little girl's soft milk could be heard next to her.

Widow Zhao glared at Tan Niuniu fiercely, "You know you are wrong, so what's the point? If you don't give me an explanation today, let alone your brother, you will be beaten too."

When she shouted, the little girl's cry became even louder.

The surrounding villagers couldn't stand it anymore and tried to persuade her, "Zhao Jun, let's forget it. What's the point of worrying about a four-year-old child?"

Someone echoed, "Yeah, it's not easy to have two children, and it's pitiful to have a mother like this."

"After all, her husband got this baby from outside. The stepmother can have a few good ones. Even if you beat the baby, she can't give you an explanation."

When Widow Zhao heard this, she immediately became unhappy, "It's not like I stole your food. You are the only one who has the mouth to make noises everywhere."

As he spoke, the strength in his hands became even stronger,

Tan Xiaotian felt that his ears were about to be pulled off, so he could only stand on tiptoes to reduce the force. He also turned his head to comfort the crying little girl, "Be good, sister, stop crying, brother, it doesn't hurt."

Fang Qiutao's face suddenly darkened when she saw the little boy's face turned red and he was being carried like a thin chicken.

She sat up, she had just drowned, her whole body was weak, and she was staggering when she walked.

But she still held Widow Zhao's arm accurately.

"Sister Zhao, it's because I didn't educate the child well when he ate something secretly. If there is any problem, we can discuss it and resolve it. Why does it matter if you hit the child?"

As soon as she said this, not to mention Widow Zhao and the surrounding villagers, even Tan Xiaotian, whose ears were pulled, found it unbelievable.

Tan Niuniu also stopped crying. She heard something.

The surrounding villagers looked at me and I looked at you, their faces full of expressions.

Widow Zhao reacted, turned around and shouted: "You can also say this, don't you beat the baby too often? If you hadn't beaten the baby, you would have fallen into the water, if these two babies hadn't called for help, You would have drowned already.”

Fang Qiutao fell silent immediately.The memory of just now came to mind, it was indeed...

The original person knew that the child was stealing food from other people's houses, so he chased and beat him with a broom.

The child was nimble and ran very fast. She accidentally stepped on it and fell into the river. The river was so fast that she couldn't get up and was drowned.

Otherwise she wouldn't have been in this situation.

She came back to her senses and still held Widow Zhao's wrist, "I really want to talk to you about a solution now, so let me go first."

"Okay." Widow Zhao saw her serious face and let go of her hand.

Tan Xiaotian was relieved and hurriedly came to his sister to comfort her who was still sobbing quietly.

He looked warily at Fang Qiutao, who suddenly became very strange.

Fang Qiutao didn't notice that he was settling accounts with Widow Zhao.

Widow Zhao was unceremonious: "I bought a pound of pork in total, which costs [-] cents, plus I have already cooked it. You have to pay me a piece of compensation no matter what. You can't lose a penny."

When Fang Qiutao heard that she only wanted one piece, she almost agreed directly, but she realized it before she could nod.

No, one dollar is nothing in the 22nd century, but with native memories, supplies are scarce here.

Better workers can only earn more than 30 yuan a month after hard work. In a village like this, an income of 20 yuan a month is very good.

But it is a fact that children eat other people's meat secretly, and they have to pay compensation even if it is two pieces.

She touched her pocket, not to mention a dollar, not even a penny.

"I don't have any money now..."

Widow Zhao didn't believe it, "Stop fooling people. Your husband works in an oil factory and earns at least fifty a month. How can you not get any?"

Fang Qiutao was silent

Really not

The original husband would give her ten yuan every month at first, but she did not save and squandered it all within a few days. Later, her husband stopped giving her, leaving her with no money at all.

It's not good for outsiders to know about this kind of scandal...

People around her gossiped: "Maybe it's not true. Her husband is raising a woman outside, so how can he have any money to give her?"

Widow Zhao was reluctant, "Then how to solve this matter?"

Fang Qiutao pursed her lips and said, "Let's do this. Give me a day and I will give you the money. We are all neighbors. I definitely can't run away."

These words were indeed convincing, and Widow Zhao did not continue to pester her. She was anxious to go home and cook for her good son.

Fang Qiutao took a breath, what happened this day...

As soon as I turned around, I saw two children going home hand in hand.

She quickly followed and returned to the dilapidated tile-roofed house. Before she could reach the door, she heard the child's miserable cry.

"Tainai, get up quickly. What's wrong with you?"

Fang Qiutao's nerves were tense, so she ran over quickly and saw the white-haired old man lying on the ground, moaning weakly.

The children were too young to hold them up at all, and the old man's arms were so thin and boneless that he couldn't stand up because he was trembling constantly.
"Grandma, what's the matter with you?"

(End of this chapter)