"Dad, are you feeling better today??" This month, the continuous heavy rains not only flooded the crops, but also put the water line in the dam at risk. Even the small river in the village, which was not very deep, became turbulent. Because only one bag of food was rescued, and the other two bags were not fished out, the family was already running out of food. The food delivered was decreasing every day, and the quarrels in the front yard and the two adjacent rooms became louder day by day. The sense of crisis about running out of food hangs over everyone's mind like a dark cloud in the sky. The conflicts aroused by agitation and uneasiness are like a battlefield between two armies. Every day there are constant flashes of swords, and the war of words continues to poke the pain of some people. "better." Lin Yuannan smiled tiredly. He reluctantly cheered up and comforted his daughter: "Let's eat something first." The dinner that was served today was a bowl of porridge so thin that only a few grains of rice could be seen, and a plate of fried, wrinkled wild vegetables with only salt added. With just one chopstick, you could eat all the few wild vegetables on the small plate. Take it away and you can see how little food has become. Lin Xiangrong half-opened her eyes and put down her chopsticks after only eating a few mouthfuls. She coughed twice under Lin Yuannan's puzzled eyes and said, "I'm full." In fact, I was very hungry. The porridge without rice grains was no different from drinking cold water to satisfy my hunger. The wild vegetables were obviously carefully selected, and some of the best-looking and freshest-looking wild vegetables were sent to me.
She only ate a few bites before worrying about the food at home. "Eat more." Lin Yuannan saw that she only drank two mouthfuls of porridge and stopped eating some wild vegetables. She became a little anxious. She was already in poor health and had been sick, and now she was almost out of food. , there is no way to provide my daughter with the nutrients she needs to recover every day, and she doesn’t eat much. When will her body recover? ! "it is good." After being persuaded to take two more bites, Lin Xiangrong curled up in bed, stretched out her finger and tapped the calico cat's round belly: "You are quite full." The calico cat gave a 'taken' look, licked its paws, coiled itself next to its little master, swayed the tip of its tail slightly and purred comfortably and reassuringly. Lin Yuannan took the food away, and soon brought over a steamed bun that was still a little hard after being heated. He whispered, "You eat it first. Tomorrow, dad will go into town and buy you meatloaf to eat." The heavy rain has not stopped, and the mountains on the left and right sides of the dirt road leading from the village to the town seem to be showing signs of landslides. The river that flows along almost the entire road is more turbulent than in previous years. When he thought about the few medicines at the health center and the sick children in the village and at home, he pinched his daughter's wrist, which was almost as thin as several fingers put together, and decided to risk going to the town to buy some medicine and things. . "No." Lin Xiangrong sat up suddenly, her head shaking like a rattle. She heard the door creaking open, and did not turn around to look over. She just said persistently: "You can't go, it's so dangerous at this time." Ah, if something happens, what will we do?" She refused directly for three consecutive times, then drank a glass of warm water handed over by Zhou Zhaodi, and grabbed Zhou Zhaodi's hand: "Mom, please control my dad and don't let him mess around. Okay, there's nothing serious about my health. Just loss of appetite." Then he persuaded the two people, and was relieved when they didn't mention it again, and asked the two people to go to the front room to discuss the matter. In the front room, a group of people were listening to the roar of thunder and lightning outside. Along with the movement of lightning, there was also an increasingly heavy rainstorm. "It's raining really hard." Lin Yuannan stepped in, wiped his hair with a towel, and squeezed the water from his clothes. He sneezed and felt like he was catching a cold. No one in the room spoke, and everyone looked worried. "I don't know when this rain will stop. I heard that the town has prepared for disaster relief." Lin Dawei sighed and didn't even want to roll a cigarette. He seemed to be getting more and more tired, and his face that was always full of harshness became even thinner. Quite a few, a pair of somewhat cloudy eyes became brighter as the situation became more difficult. It stood there like a needle that fixed the sea. "Third brother, how much have you eaten?" Wang Cuilan ignored her husband's words. She kept turning a string of bracelets she picked up in her hands, praying to the Queen Mother for the Tathagata Buddha, and almost every god that could be named. . I don’t ask for anything else, I just want the whole family to survive.
"I stopped after taking two mouthfuls. Mom, I've finished the medicine. What should I do next?" Lin Yuannan frowned. He squatted down, looked at Yuandong who looked eager and anxious, and asked, "You How about the rich family and the second rich family?" Because Dafu and Erfu were not in good health to begin with, the two children finally lived to be twelve years old and were already considered young adults in the countryside. However, the heavy rain that lasted for a month directly improved their health a lot. The child fell ill again. She kept coughing every day and had a fever from time to time. Fang Hongying was so scared that she didn't dare to close her eyes as she stayed by their side, fearing that if she closed her eyes and opened them again, something would happen to her son. "not good." The owner of the garden was worried about the two children. He lit a cigarette tiredly, brought it to his mouth with trembling hands, took a long puff, and said: "The town has already provided disaster relief, but the heavy rain does not stop. Wait until In our village, it will probably take five or six days." Five or six days?
It’s uncertain whether the food at home will last for five or six days. He stopped talking, so the room became quieter. "Mom, there is nothing to eat at home." Fang Hongying walked out of the kitchen with an ugly expression. She said in an impatient and uneasy tone: "There is no food at all. There is not a single rice grain in the rice vat. I can only eat a little at night, but I will be hungry tomorrow." .” With a family of more than a dozen people, we managed to save food for a month before running out of food, which is pretty good. Some people have already borrowed food from everywhere. Wang Cuilan's face sank, and she rushed to the kitchen to rummage around. Not even a grain of rice could be found, let alone brown rice. "I'm going to die." She muttered one sentence, and all her energy and energy were drained away. There is no food at all, the whole family has so many mouths to eat, and even two grandchildren and one granddaughter are sick. If the disaster relief workers don't come in a few days, won't they all be so hungry that their eyes will glow green. No, we have to think of a way to see whose family has more food and borrow more. "Do as many as you can first." Wang Cuilan told Fang Hongying: "Don't worry about the other things for now. If it doesn't work, let's just drink water to fill our stomachs at night." "Sister-in-law, how much food do you have left?" In the front room, Mrs. Wang, who had been lingering, finally asked, "Are you all hungry?"