The Tang family is not a kind person, especially Xu Jinfeng, who is arrogant and domineering. He doesn't look good when he sees her. He even criticizes her, saying that she is a vixen who is a quarrel.

The conscience of heaven and earth, her heart was only given to her husband, and no other men could even like her. She wished those gangsters would go away and let the mother live a peaceful life.

But in fact, even if there are bad intentions at the door in broad daylight, the look of looking at her makes her back chill, and she doesn't dare to close her eyes when she sleeps at night. If it weren't for her son's blocking her, her innocence would be...

Su Wanrou's eyes turned red again, and she looked at her son with guilt. Not only could she not help her son, but she also dragged him down.

If it weren't for her, Huo Jinzhi wouldn't have been trapped in the mountains. She knew that her son wanted to enter the city, but she had never been able to do it.

"It's okay, let's stew it, I'll go to Grandpa Qi's place."

Huo Jinzhi looked faint and went to the next door. The cold wind outside the room blew away his impatience and felt a little better.

He really... didn't want to see his mother's guilty look. His father would feel pitiful and pity for such a mother, but he was his son.

In the past four years, only he himself knows how much suffering he has suffered in order to protect his mother.

Because of her mother's beauty, all the women in the village regarded her as their enemy and did not even look good to him. At the least, they insulted him, and at the worst, they took action. He could only endure it, not to complain, and not to fight back.

Otherwise, the mother and son would not even have this last place to live.

He knew that he couldn't blame his mother, but he still complained.

He did not ask his mother to be like a hen and dared to fight against the eagle for the sake of his children. This was too difficult for his mother. He only asked his mother not to always cry. In such a chaotic world, tears are the most valuable thing.

Huo Jinzhi smiled silently and looked up at the sky. The sky was blue and white clouds were blooming, but his heart was filled with haze.

How long will it take to end?

The candy, which was licked thinner and thinner, suddenly slid into his throat. The strong sweetness made Huo Jinzhi stunned, and his eyebrows and eyes gradually stretched.

Four years ago, he was only eight years old and could survive. Now he is twelve years old, so what else can he be afraid of?

A hero will surely emerge in troubled times. Huo Jinzhi will definitely do something and cannot be trapped in this valley for the rest of his life!

The rich meat fragrance spread. Su Wanrou was stewing the meat, generously cutting half of the meat, hanging the remaining half on the beam, and eating it in a few days.

With sugar in his mouth and blunt meat in the pot, Su Wanrou's sad face also stretched out, and she had more confidence in the future. Perhaps the Tang family began to fulfill their promises?

Five hundred yuan is not a small amount!

The Tang family is still trustworthy. Her husband didn't entrust the wrong person, so she will no longer blame the Tang family in the future.

Su Wanrou, who was simple-minded, felt a little guilty, and she felt that she was a villain. Maybe the reason why the Tang family didn’t help was because they had difficulties. Now they just sent meat and candy!

The Huo family’s lunch was unprecedentedly rich, full of pots of stewed potatoes and a pot of steamed sweet potatoes. There was not much rice at home and the farm work was not busy, the Huo family ate sweet potatoes and radishes.

Sometimes I don’t even have enough sweet potatoes and radishes, so I can only go to the mountain to dig the roots of the laguna (homophonetic) and cook them. In the past, during famine, this bitter grass root saved many lives, but now few people eat them.

With the relaxation of the policy, every household has opened some wasteland, planted corn and sweet potatoes, and combined with the grain assigned by the brigade, it can basically make you feel full and even eat meat occasionally. Life is much better than a few years ago. Who is suffering to death?

ps: Langji is a local dialect. The author checked it and it should be the root of the bracken after it has grown old, which is rich in starch. In the past, farmers would use this as food rations during famine, but it was very bitter. Nowadays, fern root powder is refined and has less bitter taste.
Chapter completed!