Mrs. Fan made her eyes heat up when she told him, and she quickly said: "Uncle, don't worry, we still have it at home!"
The village doctor then took the food package, and Mrs. Fan asked her son to follow him to get the medicine, while she couldn't help but sigh.
The Tang family are all kind people. Old Man Tang and Tang Youji are really honest and kind. Tang Youxiang's temperament is more irritable, but he is also kind, bold and kind.
Sometimes when something happens, I can't help but complain that they are too honest, but then think about it, sugar cane is not as sweet as both ends. It is precisely because of their temperament that they are so popular. The village doctor has a cold temperament and treats their family well.
There is also three-point care.
Mi Bao was still crying and wiping away tears. Old Man Tang stopped crying. She had not recovered yet. She didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of her. She was so anxious.
Both of them gathered around her to coax her. Old Man Tang found a broken rattle from somewhere and shook it loudly at her: "Stop crying. Mi Bao'er stopped crying. It's all my fault. Look at this."
Now, don’t cry anymore..."
Mrs. Fan hugged her and patted her for a long time. Mi Bao slowly stopped crying. When she came to her senses, she felt a little embarrassed and buried her face in her mother's arms.
Mrs. Bao brought the meal and said, "It's too late, let's deal with the two of them blindly."
Although it is said to be for two people, the food is actually much better than usual. Although Mrs. Bao is naive, she is a good cook. She also rolled out a plate of noodles, and each person had more than half a bowl of noodles, mixed with some wild vegetables and rabbits.
Meat.
It was getting dark now, and everyone didn't light a lamp, so they ate in the dark. Mi Bao was held in his arms by his father, and he could hear his grandpa breathing heavily, as if he was secretly shedding tears.
Mi Bao's movements stopped, and he felt a little sad. He felt that for the sake of his grandpa, it was okay to tolerate hating his third uncle.
At this moment, someone outside suddenly said: "Youxiang, are you at home?"
Everyone had a great meal and hurriedly hid bowls everywhere. The eldest lady jumped up quickly and ran around the room, fanning the windows frantically for fear that the smell of meat would float out.
Tang Youxiang had already responded and hurried out.
Mrs. Fan walked to the window, flicked the fire folder, lit the lamp, then carried it out and said, "Why is the patriarch here? Come inside and sit down."
The room was dimly lit. The clan leader waved his hand and did not come in. He only said: "You haven't finished eating yet? Is your father's injury okay? Are you okay too?"
Tang Youxiang said: "It's okay. I asked Uncle Lidong to take a look. No bones were hurt."
The clan leader obviously just asked casually and nodded: "Youxiang, come on, come over and let us have a word."
The farmer's house didn't have any tea for the guests. Madam Fan put the lamp back, poured out a white bowl of water, and handed it to the clan leader. The clan leader took it and sat down directly on the stone mill in the courtyard. Tang Youxiang followed suit.
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The patriarch asked: "Youxiang, how long has it been since we hunted something?"
Tang Youxiang thought for a while: "It must be... twenty days old, right? I remember that I hunted two rabbits last time, and it wasn't August yet."
The clan leader hummed and slowly took a sip of water.
Mi Bao didn't know what he was going to say, he only felt his mother's hand tightening suddenly.
The next moment, the patriarch said: "If we continue like this, people will starve to death. I'm thinking, let's go for a walk into the mountains. Do you think it's okay?"
Tang Youxiang said directly: "There is no such thing as whether it will work or not. Whatever you say, patriarch, I will do it. I will listen to you."
The patriarch really liked his temperament and patted him on the shoulder: "I know you are a loyal person, but I can't help it. When it comes to hunting in our village, there are no people even half as good as you. This matter is really nothing."
You have to pick the one, this time only the young and the strong, we will work together to decide who is suitable."
The two began to discuss it carefully.
Madam Fan squeezed her hands tightly and remained silent.
Mrs. Bao couldn't help it anymore and whispered: "The wild animals at this time are different from usual. They are like crazy, and they are roaring very loudly. Going into the mountains at this time is just risking your life...Besides,
Youxiang is still injured! Brothers and sisters, you have to try to persuade him, but you can’t let him act like a hero."
Mrs. Fan smiled bitterly and said nothing.
The cousin Tang Mingsong whispered: "Mom, this is not called showing off as a hero, this is something that can't be helped."
"What can't be done?" Mrs. Fan's voice was very small: "It's not like we don't have anything to eat, so we can just pretend to be sick."
Tang Mingsong also whispered: "You can pretend to be sick for a while, but can you still pretend to be cool all your life? If others don't go, you won't go. My second uncle is a well-known hunter, so I will definitely go if I can't do it. Dad, this time
I'll go, don't go."
Brother Tang also said: "I also want to learn from my father."
"Whatever you think! Don't be careless," Tang Youji said: "How old are you? It's not your turn, I will just follow Youxiang."
Mrs. Bao was anxious: "No! Neither of you are allowed to go! How old are you, how young are you?"
Tang Youji was silent for a while, then said in a muffled voice: "What else should we do?"
There was a moment of silence in the room, and only the voices of the clan leader and Tang Youxiang could be heard coming in from time to time: "... we can stay out for two nights at most, we can't be greedy..."
Mrs. Bao burst into tears all of a sudden: "Two nights..."
In the darkness, Mrs. Fan's tears fell drop by drop on Mi Bao'er's shoulders. Her voice was quite calm, and she whispered: "We have to... think hard about how to bring food to them."
"What kind of food are you bringing!" Mrs. Bao said anxiously: "How could you agree! You have to block it! How could you ask them to die!"
As he said that, he actually knew that he couldn't stop it, so he couldn't help but start crying again.
Mibao grabbed his mother's fingers hard and opened his eyes wide.
She was born in the last days, so she actually understands this situation very well.
It is easy to be kind when you are well fed and clothed, but when everyone is hungry, very hungry, so hungry that your life is in danger, no one can be kind.
Even God cannot make a dying person kind, let alone parents watching their children starve to death without doing anything.
There was a base before that took the lead in developing a way to grow food in large quantities with the help of wood powers, but it kept it secret. The researcher uncle said it was too stupid. Sure enough, within a month, the second largest base in the country was like this.
No more, incredibly fast.
It's the same today. There's nothing wrong with covering up food when there's something to eat. No matter who you leave it to, you'll cover it up.
But when it comes to situations like this, for example, when my father is going hunting or eating with many people outside, it becomes difficult.
Either we go hungry together, or we have to reveal that we have food, and there is no third way... Because in times of crisis, being alone means death, and you can't hide and eat.
Mi Bao'er's heart was clenched, and she wanted to say that I can support you, and I have many, many supplies... But at this time, it is not safe to show off your wealth recklessly.
She is a very selfish person. She doesn't want to put herself in danger, let alone her family to worry about her.
She was in a daze, thinking about the best way to do this.
Tang Youxiang quickly negotiated with the clan leader, who had to notify everyone overnight, and left in a hurry.
Tang Youxiang sent him out, turned around, and suddenly felt something was in front of his eyes. Tang Youxiang was unprepared and almost tripped.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, he bent down to take a look, and then took a deep breath.