Farming Space: The Lucky and Lovely Lady Come to Farm

Gu Zhong's face froze. Yesterday, he and Zhang Lao Da were on guard. He couldn't hold on any longer and dozed off for a while. Could it be that someone stole his family's food at that time?

But there was also Zhang Lao Da?

Zhang Lao Da was also guilty. He was sleepy and didn't know when he fell asleep.

But this thief was also strange. Why didn't he steal from other families, but Gu Zhong's?

Zhang Lao Da suddenly said, "Where is the girl you bought?"

Qian looked around fiercely and shouted, "Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong, where did you die?"

There was no trace of Xiao Hong, even the bedroll that was used for Xiao Hong before was gone.

Qian understood, slapped her thigh and sat on the ground and howled: "Shameless girl, you eat my food and use my things, and you steal my food and my quilt, damn it, chop your head into eight pieces, you will not die well!"

No one sympathized with Qian. Gu Fei saw that Shan Zi's mother still had a sarcastic smile on her face, and Aunt Liu rolled her eyes in disdain.

Chen winked at Li Chunhua, "What did I say? That girl is not a simple one."

Li Chunhua quickly flattered her mother-in-law, "You are really a discerning person."

Chen smiled, "Hurry up and make breakfast so that we can go into the city after eating."

"We have to buy a few pairs of shoes. They are worn out by walking every day. I can't make them now. I think Dalang and Sanlang's shoes are broken."

Gu Zhang took advantage of the time when everyone was cooking, walked to Gu Rong, and secretly gave him two taels of silver.

Gu Rong wanted to cry while holding the silver, and quickly showed it to Li secretly, "The silver given by my second brother, we have money to go into the city."

Li nodded, "I will pay it back to my second brother slowly in the future."

While eating breakfast here, the disaster victims around suddenly moved and rushed to the city gate like a tide.

Someone was shouting, "Porridge is being distributed, hurry up and get a bowl!"

When Qian heard this, she hurriedly called Xing'er, "Get a basin and follow them."

Zhang Lao Da was also somewhat tempted, so he stood up and looked around, then waved his hand to his wife, "Forget it, there are so many people queuing up, I don't know how long it will take."

Xing'er bit her lip, "I won't go, they won't go either, why do they ask me to go?"

She was afraid that if she queued up to get porridge, her mother and father would take Bao'er into the city and abandon her.

She felt that her mother could do it.

Qian slapped her hard on the back of her head, "Are you going or not? If you don't go, you won't have lunch!"

Xing'er turned around and ran away, "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat!"

Gu Fei's family finished breakfast and quickly packed up to go into the city.

There was no need to wait for anyone at this time, since they had agreed to meet at the East City Gate at noon.

Uncle Ma had left at some point.

Several cars from Gu Fei's family, his uncle's family, and his aunt's family drove towards the city gate together.

The line for porridge was very long.

Soldiers wearing broadswords patrolled everywhere to maintain order.

When Gu Fei passed by, he looked into the big pot of porridge. It was millet porridge, the fire was still burning, and the porridge looked thick enough.

The court usually had a rule when providing disaster relief that the porridge should be thick enough to insert chopsticks.

This was not disaster relief provided by the court, but by the wealthy families themselves. It was considered good to do so.

It was estimated that these disaster victims survived on a bowl of porridge a day, but it was unknown how long this porridge could be provided.

When they arrived at the city gate and lined up to pay, Gu Zhang counted the number of people and paid three taels of silver, and the family entered the city.