flee from famine?Dressed to be vicious, the mother-in-law holds hundreds of billions of supplies!

"Look at what?" Yan Qingshu's eyes fell on the two young ones.

Just as Xiaoshan wanted to ask, Dabao covered his mouth, and Dabao took a step forward: "It's nothing, stepmother is not tired, I can help push it for a while."

"Just you?" Yan Qingshu glanced at the child's small body.

A child who has grown up under the oppression of his stepmother all year round, how can there be any meat on his body!

With this dry body, it is estimated that when he grows up at night, his body will not be nourished enough, and he will cry out.

When she was resting for a while, she had to find a way to get some meat for the children. In the few days before she traveled through time, she drank porridge with the children every day, and her stomach was almost nourished.

Yan Qingshu thought about this, Xiaoshan stretched out his hand to pull Dabao's hand away, and asked quickly: "Why is this water salt water, are you..."

"Salt water? Oh, I accidentally sprinkled salt in it, let's drink it!" Yan Qingshu didn't bother to explain that after a lot of exercise, a small amount of salt water will replenish the body's electrolytes.

Good for body recovery.

The child walking ahead was tired and cried quite a bit.

But who dares to stop?

God sent a warning.There are many subsequent disasters, not only natural disasters but also military disasters.

We must know that banditry is like combing soldiers, and when the soldiers are in chaos, there is no place for civilians to live.

Everyone is tired, and no one says stop.

At dawn, the village chief finally stopped.

He drank some water and said with chapped lips: "Rest, eat something and sleep for a while, and continue walking when it's almost time."

Following the words of the village chief, the villagers began to look for a place to rest, put their cars under the tree, the children went to collect firewood, and the men got together to study the follow-up matters.

Women cook.

Yan Qingshu's eyes fell on the little piggy tied to the car by his younger brother, pork, it nourishes his body, and this piggy is not easy to lead on the road.

It's better to eat first.

Yan Qingshu looked at his old lady and asked, "How about eating?"

"Eat!" Mrs. Yan nodded.

There is no way to feed the pigs on the road, and it is not a problem to take them with you. After eating, it will be over.

Yan Qingshu immediately picked up the piglets and walked to the nearby water source, cleaned up the pigs, and Dabao, who was collecting firewood over there, came back with his younger siblings.

Dabao put down the firewood and took the little sister's hand: "Stay with the stepmother, don't go too far, you know."

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded.

She understood what Dabao meant.

If she went far away, my aunt might resort to some shady means to get her away.

If it really comes to that point, no one can save her.

She watched Yan Qingshu go in with a knife and slaughter the pig, and the scene of the blood splattering out, she couldn't help jumping up, staring at the knife with the cold light, she leaned over and asked, "Mom, what are you doing?" Can I learn how to kill a pig with you?"

"What?" Yan Qingshu felt that she had heard wrong.

What does the child want to learn?

"Learn to butcher a pig." The little girl lowered her head and clasped her fingers, looking very shy.

"Why do you want to learn how to kill pigs?" Yan Qingshu asked the younger sister while handling the pig's blood.

The little girl smiled shyly: "Very mighty."

"??" Killing a pig is very powerful.

"Okay, there is still a pig, next time you come to kill, the scene is very bloody, no nightmares are allowed." 360 lines, every line will be the champion, Yan Qingshu feels that the future demon concubine wants to become a pig butcher at this moment. The goal has been sublimated instantly, which is a good change and should be encouraged.

Yan Qing's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhu, was helping to boil the water. Hearing what the little girl said, she couldn't help interjecting: "Eldest sister, who wants to learn how to butcher a pig? It's very simple. White knives go in and red knives come out, so be careful." Ruthless, I will do it too, can I learn from me?"

"Can you?" The little girl's seeking eyes fell on Yan Qingshu.

Yan Qingshu nodded, yes, it must be possible.As long as you don't want to be a demon concubine and want to rely on your own ability to make a living, that's fine.

The little girl held Zhu's hand, with a faint smile on her lips.

Yan Qingshu handed the pig's blood to Zhu Shi, and asked her to fry a pig's blood ball, while she marinated the pork and roasted it on the fire.

The pork is roasted slowly, the oil and water are dripping, expanding the fire of the fire, the sound of sizzling is constant, the smoky delicacy of the world seduces everyone's buds, and the fragrance also begins to spread out at this moment, the smell of meat what!It's so fragrant!

You have to know that if you live in the village, who would be willing to eat pork if there are no festivals or festivals?

Now on the way to escape from the famine, the luggage I carry is all important things, for eating and drinking, and eat less on the road. If I eat too much, I will have nothing to eat in the future, so what should I do?

It's okay for Yan Shi to be a widow who doesn't know how to live.

A bunch of people from Old Yan's family didn't even bother to teach them.

Everyone who saw it whispered, saying that this family will not live well.

Yan Qingshu has sharp ears and eyes, so she can hear these words clearly, but she knows best that other people's swear words are low-level opinions, so don't pay attention to them.

If she pays attention to these speeches, she will not be exhausted.

The skin of the pork was slowly roasted until it was crispy and smooth. She cut a piece with a knife and put it in her mouth.

Fragrant!

The aroma of the meat spreads in the mouth, and the crunchy texture is so delicious!

Of course, Yan Qingshu understands that one should not be too stingy. It is better to gain popularity on the way to escape from famine, and life will be easier. She tore off a pig's foot and asked Dabao to send it to the village chief, who is in charge of a village. For the matter, we have to find a way to draw in the relationship, so that we may still hear some news.

Another pig's trotter was torn off, and Xiao Shan sent it to the head of the Lu family.

The ghost man Lu Jiuyuan's parents had long since disappeared. He grew up eating a lot of food.She has been taken care of by the Lu family a lot, and as the daughter-in-law of a dead ghost, she has to live with the Lu family's face.

In the world of human beings, closeness and estrangement are clearly distinguished, and she stands up to Lu Yanshi, so she has to be seen by others in her actions.

Dabao and Xiaoshan came back with pork legs, and a group of people ate together.

The village head over there was reluctant to eat the whole pork leg by himself, so he cut off a piece of meat and put the rest in his own bowl for the children to share.

The moment the pork is in the mouth, the crispy texture, coupled with the flowing oil and water, melts directly in the mouth, and the hot meat bursts on the tongue with a fragrant taste.

Really delicious!

The village chief lowered his head and ate even faster.

Eat earlier, rest earlier.

The head of the Lu family over there, who is now in his 50s, always sits on a bullock cart when fleeing from famine, and is stunned when he sees the meat.

He looked over to Yan Qingshu's side.

Fang couldn't help but said: "Then after the whole pig is roasted, I will give a pig's trotter, enough for anyone to eat, this Yan Shi really doesn't know how to be a human being."

"You know how to be a human being, why don't you kill the chicken you brought and share a chicken leg there?" The patriarch raised his eyelids, and his warning gaze fell on Fang.

Fang shut his mouth for a moment.

She was reluctant to kill the chicken. If the chicken was kept, she could still eat an egg every day. Without the chicken, there would be nothing.

There are so many people in the family, even if she eats chicken, she can't share a few bites.

Although he was reluctant to kill the chicken, he made another note to Yan Qingshu in his heart. If it wasn't for her pig's trotters, she wouldn't be disciplined by the patriarch.

Yan Qingshu didn't know the small conflict caused by a pig's trotter.

She looked at the cooked rice in the pot. The rice brought out by the Yan family was all brown rice, with four or five colors, and it was a bit scratchy to eat, but cut a few slices of pork neck, and put the pig blood balls in it , that immediately changed the feeling.

Yan's family is large, and after this meal, he ate half of the pork.

Of course, Xiaoshan's bowls are also full, and the pork blood meatballs will ooze oil in the mouth after one bite.

I have never eaten such delicious food at home.

For them, fleeing from famine suddenly became less difficult.