Farmhouse Fubao Has Space

Chapter 18 Guilty conscience

They were all afraid that Lao Tong's house was a bottomless pit, and anything thrown in would not make a sound.

"This..." Tong Liangji was a little embarrassed.

"Let's do it like this. I'll ask my fourth wife to tell you how to eat these in a moment." Mr. Tong said lightly, took Tong Anyian's hand and went back.

Tong Zhengye and Tong Zhengjie also followed back. All the sweet potatoes had been dug. It was up to Tong Liangji how to divide them. Who had more and who had less, and who didn't want to, it had nothing to do with them.

When he got home, Mr. Tong asked Tong Zhengyang and the others to bring out two sacks of sweet potatoes and put them in the kitchen. He also asked everyone to remain silent and not tell the location of the cellar at home.

Tong Anyian was not worried about anyone else. She focused her attention on Zhao Cuifen. Her heart trembled when she felt Tong Anyian's gaze.

She didn't know why, but every time she was looked at by Tong Anyian, she felt like she had been seen through.

This time, she also thought about secretly taking out some sweet potatoes and sending them back to her parents' house when no one was home.

They had food, but her parents were still hungry, but the look in Tong Anyian's eyes made her feel guilty.

After all the sweet potatoes were distributed, Tong Liangji, Tong Chunsheng and the others came carrying some sweet potatoes.

"Uncle Yongzhi, these are your sweet potatoes." Tong Liangji placed the sweet potatoes on the ground and looked at Mr. Tong and his family with a smile.

The sweet potatoes have been divided, and each family has divided some. Each family has some whole grains. With these sweet potatoes, they can survive this winter.

Moreover, autumn has just begun, and during this period, it is enough for every household to go to the mountains to collect some things.

Although it is not as good as those wealthy places, it is much luckier than those villages that are short of food.

"Take these back, we really have them at home." Mr. Tong took Tong Liangji and the others to the kitchen, opened the two sacks in the kitchen and showed them.

Tong Liangji breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that his family had really dug two sacks, which was good, lest the people in the village would survive and their family would not have enough food. "Uncle, we didn't bring much. As you said, we gave some of your share to the lonely old people in the village. The rest should belong to your family."

Even though he knew that Mr. Tong's family had food in stock, Tong Liangji still never thought of taking away these sweet potatoes. These were what Mr. Tong and the others deserved, and they couldn't do too much.

"Then keep it. Thank you for your hard work, village chief." Mr. Tong thought for a while and accepted it.

"It's not hard, uncle. If anything happens at home in the future, just send someone to call me. We will go back first."

Tong Liangji and Tong Chunsheng exchanged a few reserved words with Mr. Tong and the others before leaving. Looking at the remaining sweet potatoes, Mrs. Tong had other plans.

"You guys each take more than a dozen kilograms and send them back to your parents' homes. Although this is not a rare thing, it can still feed them for a while."

Mrs. Tong looked at her daughters-in-law. They didn't expect that Mrs. Tong would let them take them back to their parents' home, and they were all very happy.

Mrs. Tong didn't play favorites, everyone got a similar portion, and even the sweet potato seedlings were packed for them one by one.

Song Yu and the others were happy, and Tong Anyian was naturally happy too. Only Ning Qingqiu had a trace of loneliness in his eyes, which Tong Anyian could see clearly.

Her mother was not among the people who returned to her natal family. Tong Anyian didn't know why. According to the memory of the original owner, Ning Qingqiu never mentioned anyone from her natal family.

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Only on certain days, she could vaguely see Ning Qingqiu wiping tears in Tong Zhengyang's arms.

"Zero, do you know what's going on?" Tong Anyian didn't dare to ask Ning Qingqiu directly, so she could only ask Zero. Zero is the system, maybe it can know something.

(End of chapter)