Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Chapter 76: Fleeing from famine?
"It's over, it's over..."

The mother-in-law, Mrs. Liu, had a dull look in her eyes and a wooden expression. She was just about to eat her meal, but after hearing what her second son said, she put down her chopsticks in a daze and said this out of the blue.

He Miao was considerate. Knowing that her mother-in-law had been upset recently, she got up and went to the kitchen to quickly boil a pot of lotus flower tea with the leftover water from cooking.

Lotus seeds are most tender in late summer and early autumn, and now is the right time to eat them. He Miao and Xiujuan peeled the lotus kernels bit by bit in their spare time. They are fresh and clean.

The round, white, tender, plump and lovely lotus seeds are paired with dried lotus petals, and boiled in boiling water for a few times, and the fragrance will overflow.

The aroma is everywhere, and it makes people feel peaceful and at ease.

In fact, this tea tastes a bit bitter and not very palatable, which is in line with the saying "good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease". Lotus seed flower tea tastes bitter but has the effect of clearing the heart fire, especially it can eliminate the restlessness in the heart, nourish the heart and calm the mind.

It can be said that it is very suitable for healing the mood of the Feng family at this moment.

The tea was brewed quickly. He Miao quickly poured the clear tea into the teapot and placed it on a large, rotten wooden tray with dents and dents that he often used at home. He placed four or five small tea bowls around it, then picked it up steadily and quickly walked back to the main house.

For farmers who depend on the weather for their livelihood, a bad harvest can be a matter of life and death. After his father Feng Qinkui ran away, the income from the family's blacksmith shop became increasingly meager, and the whole family depended on these dozens of acres of thin land for their livelihood.

The head of the household, Mrs. Liu, sat cross-legged on the kang, looking worried. The whole family was also facing a great enemy, even the "silly boy" Feng Yuanlang could sense the solemn atmosphere, and fiddled with the small porcelain plate in his hand without making a sound.

The rest of the people put down their bowls and chopsticks, lowered their heads in deep thought, and wondered how they would live in the coming year.

Except for Dabao, who was heartless and shouted at his mother at the top of his voice: "Mom, why haven't you served the meal yet? I'm hungry, I want to eat, give me food!"

After all, children don’t know the truth, especially Dabao, who has been spoiled in the past and is as carefree as his father.

Li Xianhua was also upset at the moment, and was even more annoyed by her son's noise. She said angrily: "Eat, eat, eat, you only know how to eat. I think you look like rice! Shut up and be quiet!"

Dabao asked for food but was refused and his mother glared at him and scolded him. Not only did he not get any food, but he was also unhappy. He suddenly felt wronged from the bottom of his heart, his little face wrinkled, and he actually cried out.

Children often cry to "threaten" adults, intending to attract care and attention from multiple parties.

Li Xianhua deliberately ignored him, staring at the table with a cold face, and ignored him. The others also had no intention of paying attention to him, and the situation remained deadlocked.

Dabao cried until his face turned red and his voice became hoarse, but seeing that no one cared about him, he refused to give up.

Children are also calculating. They know that if they stop at this moment, they will be showing weakness to adults. How can they act like spoiled brats in the future?
So he continued to cry and wail at the top of his lungs.

Huandi was older and more sensible. Seeing the adults' sad faces, she knew they were in a bad mood. She took her brother's arm, peeled off half of the rough skin of a taro, handed it to Dabao, and coaxed him quietly, "Don't cry, don't cry, eat the taro."

Seeing that he could not get any benefit, Dabao was tired of crying. Since his sister gave him a way out, he stopped crying and quietly ate the taro with both hands.

When He Miao entered the room, he saw that Dabao had stopped crying and was chewing taro with tear marks on his face and pouting his lips, while the whole family was staring at the table in a daze.

Feng Yuanlang had been standing by the table obediently for a long time. When he saw his wife carrying a large wooden tray into the room, he quickly stood up and rushed forward. "Sister wife, don't get tired. Let Yuanlang help you!"

As he spoke, he reached out to help carry the tray. Although his hands and feet were not quick, there was a kind of clumsiness and cuteness in his work.

He Miao did not refuse and handed it to her husband, secretly thinking that the handsome and clear-minded man in front of her was very cute.

Perhaps this "wild doctor" could really cure Feng Yuanlang's illness by accident by reading various modern Chinese medicine books and prescribing medicine. After all, he has made visible progress.

Yuan Lang put the tray on the table. To adjust the atmosphere, He Miao deliberately smiled heartily, and then said crisply: "Mother, big brother, second brother, sisters-in-law, drink some tea first. Don't rush anything at this moment. Eating and drinking are always important things. Eat and drink enough before thinking about other things."

Liu nodded and forced a smile: "Okay, Miao'er has gone to make tea for me, don't just stand there."

Liu mobilized everyone to serve tea, and everyone stopped worrying. Each of them used a tea bowl or a rice bowl to pour lotus seed tea and drank it slowly.

After drinking the tea, Liu seemed to be calmed down and gradually recovered. She sighed and said, "Alas, as the old saying goes, before the Dragon Boat Festival, the fields are barren everywhere. This year, the Grain in Ear happens to be right before the Dragon Boat Festival, so the crops will naturally not grow well."

"No matter what, this is not just a problem for our Feng family. I'm sure every household in the village is also worried about lawsuits. Miao'er is right. We should eat and drink when we should. Let's focus on the things in front of us and eat first!"

She put down the tea bowl in her hand, picked up a taro that had already cooled down, peeled it and ate it.

After all, she is a woman who has experienced many hardships and has a strong heart. Although she has been pointed at and criticized by the aunts, uncles, mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law in the village recently because of the divorce, which made her depressed for a long time, but now that the "disaster" is facing her, she, the old mother who is in charge of the family, has finally recovered.

After hearing what Liu said, everyone drank the calming tea. Their frowns relaxed and they began to share the taro in silence.

What Liu said is absolutely correct.

The villagers work in the fields without a break all year round, facing the loess and with their backs to the sky, their sweat drops down to the ground and breaks into pieces. If the output is not much in the harvest season, all the hard work of the whole family will be in vain.

The Feng family has always been a well-off family in Jiuxing Village, but they are still in such a miserable state, let alone other families.

At this time, the villagers were also at home, all of them were dejected and didn't know how to survive the winter.

The Feng family members were all preoccupied with their own thoughts, and in this atmosphere, no one had much to say. Even Feng Erzhuang, who was usually the most talkative, was listless and only focused on eating.

After eating two taro, Liu added with some worry: "The harvest is so bad, maybe there will be another famine year. We must be prepared to deal with it."

"But in the final analysis, the body is the capital of the revolution. Eat more and build up your strength while there is still food to eat, so that you won't be too weak to escape famine in the future."

He Miao gnawed the taro silently, secretly groaning in his heart.

Could it be that not long after traveling here, her sick husband has not yet recovered, and she has not yet saved enough money, and she is about to encounter a famine and the whole family has to flee from the famine?