There is a handsome man in the rough family

A group of more than 20 people, old and young, walked towards the village with tattered clothes.

Everyone who is hungry has yellow skin and is as skinny as a stick.

When they entered the village, they scattered to various houses to beg for food.

An old man came to his house, holding a three or four-year-old child with torn cotton in his arms, pleading tremblingly to Mrs. Li.

"Well-meaning Bodhisattva, please donate a little food. Just a little something that children can eat. It's okay for adults to be hungry. The child has not eaten for a day."

Tang Xiaofu saw that the child's frozen face turned blue, and he couldn't bear it.

But behind this old man, there are many young and middle-aged people who came to beg for food.

If it is given now, I am afraid that these people will think that his family is kind and easy to bully, and they will all surround him, and the amount of food will not be enough.

Tang Xiaofu thought about it, and went to the back room to get an old cotton coat that the family didn't want.

The surface of the cotton-padded jacket was tattered and covered with patches, making it look gray and inconspicuous.

He took out two freshly boiled sweet potatoes from the stove and stuffed them in his cotton coat.

He ran back quickly and put it in Mrs. Li's hand.

As soon as Li Shi took a look at Tang Xiaofu, he knew what he meant.

Although he couldn't bear it, he turned around with a cold face, and impatiently threw the wreck of clothes in his arms to the old man, waving his hands.

"Go, go, it's just the old clothes. Take them if you want. My house can't eat yet, but there is no food for you. Go to another house, don't block the door in front of my house."

Both Zhao Xiangbei and Tang's second child were tall and big, and they would hear the voice and stand in the yard.

Those refugees who surrounded me from afar went to other homes in fear.

The old man received the clothes in his hand, touched the hot sweet potatoes inside, was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

Holding the child in his arms, he took two steps back tremblingly, bowing again and again.

"Thank you for the kind-hearted man's clothes, the little old man is very grateful."

Mrs. Li sighed when she saw those young beggars scattered.

He filled a bamboo tube with hot rice soup and stuffed it in the old man's hand.

"Let's go, this rice soup will warm the child's body."

"thanks, thanks."

The old man's eyes were slightly red, and he bowed again and again. If he hadn't held the child in his arms, he might have knelt down to thank him right now.

From the corner of Li's eyes, he turned and closed the fence gate.

Tang Xiaofu looked at the old man in ragged clothes, barely able to keep warm, with chilblains on his hands and feet, and sore eye sockets.

He grew up in a peaceful time in his previous life, even if he was a beggar on the street, at least he could cover himself with clothes.

Zhao Xiangbei held Tang Xiaofu's shoulders: "Don't be sad, there are some things that you and I can do nothing about."

Tang Xiaofu raised his head and took a deep breath and leaned himself into Zhao Xiangbei's arms.

"I know."

Zhao Xiangbei knew that Tang Xiaofu was soft-hearted, so he hugged him vigorously, and whispered in his ear: "When these people are far away, I can find a suitable opportunity to give them some food, but not now."

Tang Xiaofu shook Zhao Xiangbei's hand and nodded, feeling much better.

Tang Xiaofu knew that he couldn't do anything right now, even though there was a lot of food in the space, it was unknown where it came from.

And if it is really given, let these people fill their stomachs, I am afraid that they will stay in the village, and it will be too dangerous with so many foreigners.

Tang Xiaofu stood in the courtyard all the time, looking at the old and the young.

The old man trotted for two steps, went to a dark alley next to him, and fed the hot rice soup in his arms to the child in small sips.

Then wrapped the child in an old cotton coat, stuffed a sweet potato into the child's arms, and whispered.

"An'an, eat quickly."

The child drank some hot rice soup, and his complexion improved a bit. When he smelled the sweet potato in his arms, he began to eat it.

"An An, be good, eat slowly, don't choke, and drink some rice soup."

The old man patted his small body affectionately, huddled in the corner and looked around vigilantly, making sure that no one else was paying attention to them.

The old man broke off half of another sweet potato and swallowed it in big mouthfuls, as if he was extremely hungry.

But even so, he didn't dare to eat the remaining half of sweet potato. He carefully wrapped it up and stuffed it in his bosom against his heart. This might be their grandparents' dinner.

At this moment, people in the village are very precious about food, and most people will not give it when they come to beg.

For those families who are richer and soft-hearted, they may give a few sweet potatoes, which is considered a great favor.

But among these refugees, every time those thin, sick and weak old people asked for something, they would be snatched away by the tall and middle-aged people in the group, and disputes occurred several times.

In the afternoon, three or four groups of beggars came in front of Tang's house one after another.

Except that it was not the grandpa and grandson who came here for the first time, Mrs. Li never gave anything, at most a bowl of hot water.

In the evening, Tang Xiaofu and Mrs. Li were preparing dinner in the kitchen. Li Meme came with a basket and half a basket of eggs.

Mrs. Li rushed over to meet him, and when she saw the egg in his hand, she pretended to be displeased and said, "It's just a few red dates and longan, it's not worth you to bring so many eggs."

It's no secret in the village that the Tang family loves their children and eats an egg for their little brother every few days.

Li Memo couldn't help but stuff the egg into Li's hand.

"The red dates and longan are precious things, and you can't buy such good quality ones in the county nowadays. My son Ruixin is about to get married, and I will exchange it more for my son Fulang to make soup and tea, and take good care of him." Body, get up early and give birth to a baby."

Mrs. Li took the basket and handed it to Tang Xiaofu who was next to her, and looked at Li Meme, covering her mouth and chuckling.

"I see Brother Yue from the village chief's family. He is in good health. You can give birth to a child at first glance. Don't worry. Come and do it in the house. It's cold outside. Fu'er, bring you a pot of tea for Li Momo Come."

Tang Xiaofu agreed crisply, boiled a pot of tea and carried it to the hall, and watched Li Shi and Li Momo whispering for a long while.

Li covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Really? Is there really someone who can give up that face and do this kind of thing?"

Li Meme nodded gossipingly: "That's not true. I heard it for real. Those young guys who are begging for food can accompany a man once if they want a catty or two of food. If you can ask for more, those bachelors in the village all have green eyes."

Sitting aside, Tang Xiaofu also reacted to the content, a little surprised.

"No way, I think those guys who came here today are all married hair accessories."

This gossip is simply human nature.

Lin Meme picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Then you don't know. There are a lot of men who are forced to come out to exchange food. It's a crime. I think there are also some unmarried brothers who say that they can marry if they give 20 catties of food. People. Those bachelors in the village who can't marry husbands are all watching."

Mrs. Li patted the table at that time.

"Then you have to keep an eye on the men at home, don't take your own food at that time, and make it easier for these people outside."

Li Meme happily ate two peanuts next to her, and nodded in agreement.

"That's right, but the men of our two families are decent people, and they can't do this kind of thing. But tonight, I saw that man from the Shi family, carrying his own food, but went to the entrance of the village."

Mrs. Li spat, with disgust on her face: "The Shi family is always on the go, and Shi Moman is a formidable one. If he knows what is wrong, he will scratch his face."

The two of them were chatting, when suddenly there was a shocking shout in the village.

Hearing the sound, the Shi family next to him started fighting.

Li's eyes lit up, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds, dragged Li Momo and went out to watch the excitement.

Tang Xiaofu couldn't help being curious, and followed behind Li, happily going out to watch the fun.

I saw that man from the Shijia, who was beaten by the sturdy Shi Momo with a broom, and ran away with his head in his arms, and his clothes were ripped off.

"Well, you are shameless, you dare to use your own food to cheapen the goblins outside, this food is not enough for the family, you are going to starve our family to death."

The historians were beaten several times, and their faces were scratched with blood marks. Seeing that everyone in the village stretched their heads to watch the commotion, their faces were a little helpless, and they were also a little bit annoyed.

"Bah, you lunatic, you don't know tenderness at all. What's wrong with me taking the food? I plant all the food, and the land is also mine. I can use it as I like."

Shi Meme couldn't get angry, so he stepped forward and punched the opponent, but my brother's strength is no match for the man.

The Shijia man was a little annoyed at the moment, he pushed the person to the ground twice, and walked angrily towards the entrance of the village with half a bag of grain.

Shi Momo fell to the ground and wept.

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The youngest son of the Shi family saw that his mother and father were arguing, but he didn't persuade him at all, but stood by the side as if he had nothing to do with him.

From a distance, I saw the Shi family man carrying half a bag of grain, holding a seductive brother in his arms, walking towards the broken house at the entrance of the village.

Some bachelors in the village who couldn't marry a wife also took out sweet potatoes from home, chose a clean-looking one among the refugees, and walked towards the dilapidated house.

Tang Xiaofu couldn't help frowning when he saw it, and turned his head to look at Zhao Xiangbei viciously.

"You are not allowed to go out recently, so you will finish your work at home."

Knowing that his little husband was jealous, Zhao Xiangbei smiled, rubbed the top of Tang Xiaofu's hair with his big hand, and said dotingly: "Okay, I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying at home, right under your nose, okay?"

Tang Xiaofu is a good-tempered person. After being comforted a few words, a smile appeared on his face. He grabbed Zhao Xiangbei's finger, and just about to say something about the history of the historian, he howled hysterically, picked up the The hatchet by the wall was like rushing past the broken house.

Seeing that he was going to do his best, Tang Xiaofu secretly thought it was not good.