In fact, Zhuo Lin has heard of things like this since he was a child. We cannot identify the authenticity. To be more important, this is feudal superstition, and to be less important, this is moral and ethical. If people don’t cherish it when they are alive, then such a thing will be the greatest punishment for them when they die.

Now that things have come to this point, it is not difficult to see that the Zhu grandmother did not starve to death to save food.

Since such a thing happened, it is enough to show the unfilial piety of children and grandchildren.

This is what is said from the perspective of passers-by, which is the so-called melon-eating crowd.

If you stand on the side of the Zhu family’s granddaughter-in-law, you don’t know if you will encounter famine when you are pregnant. How can the child not be asked if he doesn’t want it?

Since the child was born under such circumstances, the Zhu family must offend the elderly for the sake of this child.

So, today's result, you can't say that the Zhu family is unfilial, but it's a pity that the old lady came like this before she died.

Hey... Zhuo Lin sighed, after all, he was still hungry!

These days, even if you can’t eat enough, the mother wants to breastfeed her child, then...

Zhuo Lin just thought about it and felt that the other party was pitiful.

It’s also a blessing that her youngest brother is two years old. If he is still breastfeeding, the one who suffers will be their family.

The soup made from Xibei snails mixed with the peanuts chopped together with shells is not delicious, especially with peanut seedlings, which tastes even more strange.

However, this kind of soup is many times better than eating tree bark and grass roots, so everyone in the second house of Zhuo family was very satisfied that this night.

It was just dark when my mother cleaned up the stove, and her father and brothers returned home tiredly.

They went out for two or three days in total, each carrying a bamboo basket on his back. When her father was slapping the door, the brothers greeted his mother.

"Aunt, let's go home to wash first, and come here later." As he said that, the brothers and others put bamboo baskets together in their yard.

Looking at the heavy appearance, it seems that I have gained a lot?

Although it was dark, the early spring was no longer as dark as the deep winter. After helping his father remove the things, he called on his fourth brother to boil water.

Because my father looked a little like a beggar with a unkempt face, they didn’t know how they lived for so many days. Although everyone brought a small mattress when they went there, it was not so easy to survive in the wild? He definitely suffered a lot in order to get some food.

Fortunately, there were bean cakes sent by my uncle at home. When my brother was cooking firewood, my grandmother immediately ordered two fire stoves, one boiled hot water on the stove, and the other started cooking on the stove. After smashing the bean cakes, it added water and wild vegetables to make wild vegetables paste. This way of eating is the most luxurious meal nowadays.

The yard next door sounded very lively, and the eldest uncle and sixth brother seemed to be busy boiling water and cooking.

As for the bamboo basket in the yard, although the brother and sister were curious, they were not so eyebrow-free. They must have to wait for the uncle's family to come and then demolish it.

Because of my father, they have a large bathtub made of bamboo, which was made by my father. Now after my mother heated the water, she added water to her father and let him go into the house to take a shower. After a pot of water, she boiled another pot of water, which would be convenient for a while to add.

It is difficult to boil the bean dregs, and it is not suitable to boil the high heat, so it should be simmered slowly on the low heat and wait until the father comes out.

My grandmother also chopped the remaining little Chinese toon vegetables. The pickled Chinese toon leaves have become soft and tasted just right.
Chapter completed!