"Come on, little bastard, what's the hurry?" Mrs. Xianglin's voice came from the kitchen.

"Oh, I'll go drink water again!"

Gudong! Gudong!

Ahuai drank a large pottery bowl of water and hiccupped.

But just drinking water really didn't fill his stomach. After a while, his stomach growled again, and he came back swallowing his saliva.

"Mom, are you okay?" Ah Huai asked again.

"Okay! Okay!" Mrs. Xianglin finally said.

She put out the 'rice'.

It was a green soup with pieces of leaves suspended in it - yes, this was not sorghum noodles or porridge made from wheat bran, it was just boiled willow leaves with a little brown salt added.

Uncle Zaohuai is the head of the family and has the most in the bowl; then comes Ah Huai; and finally Sister Xianglin herself, who only has a few.

"Eat!" Sister Xianglin divided the chopsticks.

Hululu!

Ah Huai sat down and was not surprised by the boiled willow leaves in the bowl. In fact, he was somewhat looking forward to it. He couldn't wait to take a sip, and a piece of willow leaf went into his mouth along with the soup.

In fact, willow leaves are most delicious when they are young; when they are old, they become bitter, hard, and difficult to swallow.

This is the case with the willow leaves at Uncle Zaohuai's house.

It is very bitter in the mouth, but Ah Huai knows that as long as he continues to chew it slowly, he will find that... it becomes more and more bitter!

There is no bitterest, only more bitter.

The taste was so bitter that it was so bitter in my stomach, so bitter in my heart, so bitter in my bones, that it was so bitter that tears mixed with snot flowed out together.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Ah Huai coughed and wiped his face, but still kept swallowing.

Because: Although this boiled willow leaf soup is bitter and hard, it can also fill your stomach and taste better than being hungry!

——Hunger can really drive people crazy. Only those who have experienced it personally know the taste. Compared with the painstaking efforts, eating boiled willow leaves is nothing.

"Uncle Zaohuai? Sister-in-law Xianglin?"

At this time, a voice sounded outside, it was Fang Rui.

Uncle Zaohuaai's family subconsciously covered the mouth of the bowl - after all, it doesn't look good and is not respectable.

But Fang Rui came too quickly and didn't cover it up, so Fang Rui still saw him.

Fang Rui saw what was in the family's bowl and was silent for a moment, then took out and brought something: five pounds of wheat bran, one pound of wild vegetables, half a pound of hemp seed oil, and two big coins.

Ah Huai looked at these things and swallowed hard, not daring to speak; Mrs. Xianglin glanced at Uncle Zao Huai and did not dare to speak, waiting for Uncle Zao Huai to make a decision.

"Brother Rui, my family borrowed two kilograms of grain a few days ago and I haven't returned it yet..."

In fact, the 'pie' in front of me is so big that Uncle Zaohuaai dare not accept it, or even borrow it.

"I know."

Fang Rui understood the other party's uneasiness and made it clear directly: "...your family is the only one who can speak for my family... don't worry about these things. You can pay them back when things get better."

He didn't say give it.

But having said that, can the value of these materials be the same in a time of peace and a time of great disaster?

This favor... is too great.

It was so big that Uncle Zaohuai still didn't dare to accept it. He waved his hand and said: "It's just my duty. Besides, it doesn't serve any purpose..."

Fang Rui smiled and did not dwell on this point anymore. He just put the things down forcefully and said, "Uncle Zaohuai, you can bear it, but Sister Xianglin, Ah Huai? Just keep it!"

Uncle Zaohuai was silent.

The first wave of the army's suppression of bandits was defeated, and it was not just the Fang family that was affected. In his family, there was also no news about his elder brother A Huai.

Therefore, Ah Huai is the only seedling left in his family. If he starves again and gets into trouble, he will really be in trouble. He will not be able to see his ancestors even if he dies.

"good."

Uncle Zaohuai finally agreed.

He was not a good talker either. He only said this one word and kept everything else in mind.

"If you can't survive, you can borrow it again..." Fang Rui said.

As long as you have a conscience and are not a white-eyed wolf, borrowing some food is really nothing to the other party's family.

The situation of the Fang family now is different from before.

If in the past, the Fang family had better food and even helped other families with a little food, they had to worry about the jealousy of their neighbors;

Then, after Fang Rui was exposed as a top-grade warrior, it wouldn't be a problem at all.

Not to mention that my own food is better, even if I lend out ten or twenty kilograms of grain, or even publicize the matter of going to the black market, it is nothing.

That is to say, the exposure of the finished drug business may cause some minor troubles.

After Fang Rui left.

"This time, we owe a huge debt to the Fang family. We must remember this and keep it in our hearts."

Uncle Zaohuai warned seriously, and after Sister Xianglin and Ah Huai nodded seriously, he said: "Put it away!"

"Wow, I finally don't have to eat boiled willow leaves."

Ah Huai let out a cheer: "Mom, shall we make wheat bran pancakes tonight?"

Snap!

A slap on his head.

Sister-in-law Xianglin pinched her waist and spat: "You little bastard, you don't know how expensive oil and salt are when you're not a householder, so why don't you give me wheat bran pancakes? Why don't you go to heaven?"

After seeing Ah Huai shrugging his head with disappointment on his face, she paused for a moment, but finally couldn't bear it and said: "Eat wheat bran to make paste! Wheat bran paste requires less grain, so this is good enough..."

"Wow, thank you, mother!" Ah Huai's expression changed, and she instantly became happy again.

The air is filled with a happy atmosphere.

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Chapter completed!