Meng Shaoyuan always looked depressed and listless when he returned home.
He had just returned from Henan, and the tragedy there always lingered in his mind.
When eating, when I mention my chopsticks, I will think of the disaster victims eating Guanyin soil.
Ladies all know that their men are in a bad mood.
In addition, some time ago, there was no such thing as Su Yao.
Therefore, even Zhu Yanni tried her best to avoid poking his heart.
"I don't like to eat this."
Meng Shaoyuan's daughter, Meng Weilan, pointed to a steamed fish and said with a sweet voice.
"I love to eat, I love to eat."
His son Meng Weiyue was very good at eating and loved to eat everything except tofu.
Picking up a piece of fish with chopsticks and about to stuff it into her mouth, Zhu Yanni said hurriedly: "Be careful because there are thorns. Mom will pick it out for you."
"Let him choose." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly.
"You too, the child is still young, what if it gets stuck in the throat?"
"In your life, can you still get stuck when you are always eating fish?" Meng Shaoyuan, however, was not affectionate at all: "If you get stuck, you will learn a lesson and that's it."
Zhu Yanni couldn’t help it either.
Meng Weiyue didn't choose, and stuffed the fish into his mouth in one bite. After taking two bites, he spat it out on the ground and said, "It has thorns, there are thorns, so I won't eat it."
"Pick it up and eat it!" Meng Shaoyuan suddenly said coldly.
"How can we eat what's on the ground?" Cai Xuefei hurriedly advised: "Bao Hua, don't waste food in the future."
Meng Weiyue's nickname was "Bao Huai", and when his father said that, he looked aggrieved.
He didn't know what he was mumbling in his mouth.
"Why can't you eat it on the ground?"
Meng Shaoyuan carefully picked up the fish meat from the ground, picked out the spines, put it in his mouth and chewed it.
All the ladies put down their chopsticks and looked at him.
"It's delicious and fragrant." Meng Shaoyuan ate with relish.
In fact, his wives all know that their men usually don't like to eat fish.
There were three children on the stage. In addition to Meng Shaoyuan's daughter, there was also Yin Peiya's daughter Ma Xueheng.
Meng Shaoyuan glanced at them: "That time, Uncle Li Zhifeng and I walked into Savage Mountain and there was nothing to eat..."
As soon as their father and uncle told stories there, the three children immediately became very excited.
This was also the first time these women heard him talk about their experiences in Savage Mountain.
Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "We are hungry, very hungry. Uncle Li saw a kind of grass. He said that this grass was edible, but it had a strange smell.
We picked it off and put it under our noses to smell it. I almost vomited. It was not a strange smell, it was a stinky smell, but there was no food left in our stomachs, so we forced ourselves to eat it.
Eating it in the mouth, it's like, like eating that... We can't swallow it at all. We can only take the dirty water, take a sip, and try to swallow it. We feel sick in our stomachs and want to vomit, but we can't force ourselves. Spit it out……
When we first entered Yeren Mountain, no matter how thirsty we were, we didn't dare to drink dirty water for fear of ruining our stomachs. But later on, we didn’t care so much anymore. As long as it was water and there were no dead mice in it, we would drink it... By the way, we actually ate mice..."
Makoto was the youngest and covered her mouth, as if she was about to vomit.
Meng Shaoyuan said to Li Zhifeng who was eating at another table: "Li Zhifeng, I caught that mouse, right?"
"Well, you caught it." Li Zhifeng put down his chopsticks and said, "Peel the skin and roast it on the fire. It smells so fragrant and so delicious. At that time, I had just had a high fever and was weak, so the officer gave me half of it. Eat it for me."
That was the most delicious "meal" that Meng Shaoyuan and Li Zhifeng had eaten in their lives.
"Yes, I gave you half of it. You owe me most of it, plus interest. I said, Li Zhifeng, it has to be included in your two months' salary anyway, right?"
"Ah? Don't pay me any salary in the future."
"This is what you said yourself. You agreed. This is the first time I have heard such a strange request." Meng Shaoyuan's smile flashed:
"Originally, I thought what we experienced in Yeren Mountain was extremely miserable, but when I went to Henan this time, I realized that what happened to us was nothing at all."
He took out something that looked like a cornbread from his pocket: "This time, I also brought you a gift from Henan. Let's share it with everyone."
This thing is very hard, but if you take a knife, everything will turn into powder immediately.
Everyone got a small portion.
The women and children were puzzled and picked up a little bit with their fingers and put it in their mouths.
But as soon as they moved their mouths, everyone spat it out.
Meng Weilan almost cried: "Bad dad, you are lying."
Even Cai Xuefei looked bitter:
"Here, what is this? Why does it taste like dirt?"
"Steward Qiu, tell the ladies what this is."
After being called by the master, Butler Qiu, who was standing aside, said silently: "This is soil, Guanyin soil. The local people in Henan picked it back sixty miles back and forth. There is no way to digest it. If you eat it for a long time, your stomach will slowly... It hardens and then dies.
In addition to eating soil, the people in Henan also eat firewood and soft stones, grind them into powder, and then eat them. They eat the remains of wild geese in their droppings. In short, they eat whatever is edible. When we left, the locust plague arrived, and now I'm afraid it's hard for them to even eat these. "
Everyone fell silent.
"Steward Qiu, starting from tomorrow, the food will be halved." Cai Xuefei was the first to say, "Everyone's pocket money will also be halved, and the remainder will be donated to Henan."
"Don't donate, the donation will only end up in the hands of those officials." Meng Shaoyuan shook his head: "Discuss with the Qiu family to organize a batch of food in AH Jiangsu and other places to send to Henan.
The victims will rob. If they rob, let them rob. "
"Yes." Cai Xuefei responded silently.
Meng Shaoyuan glanced at his children: "Children, you can eat whatever you want here. But in Henan, people your age have nothing to eat and can only starve to death. Some return……"
After all, he did not tell the tragedy of "eating a child and eating it" in front of the children.
"I won't be picky about food anymore." Meng Weilan said with red eyes.
"No one is allowed to eat." Suddenly, Meng Weiyue said domineeringly: "All the food is given to the children in Henan. Also, there is my chocolate. I won't eat it, but also give it to the children in Henan."
That's his favorite snack.
Then, he got down from the stool, picked up the remaining fish meat on the ground, and stuffed it into his mouth just like his father did just now.
He ate very hard because he knew that even if there were thorns, it would still be a hundred times better than Guanyin soil!
