The Life of a Son-in-Law in a Courtyard House

It can only be said that they were used as a typical example.

The old captain was still a simple and honest man; he would do whatever his superiors told him to do.

Too honest.

Unlike some villages that tried to cheat by not reporting more production figures, they saved more food for themselves.

The village was doing alright the year before last, and people were still managing to get by. But last year, some fled the famine, while others went to stay with relatives.

Some starved to death.

The small village of over two hundred people is now reduced to just a few dozen adults.

There are still dozens of children in the village who cannot get up.

The village is located near the foot of the mountain, and there are many broken stones in the fields.

That's why it's called Stone Village.

The grain yield was never as high as that of other villages far from the mountains.

Their village is already close to the Taihang Mountains.

This was a classic case of something going wrong; it almost cost the lives of everyone in the village.

In the afternoon, a teenager who was out digging for wild vegetables saw their convoy.

When I got back to the village, I told the brigade leader.

Most of them are already waiting to die.

A glimmer of hope has been rekindled.

They discussed it for half the night, and then decided that if they could still move, they would go out together in the middle of the night to borrow some food.

They split into three groups and surrounded the area to forcibly borrow the goods.

They were actually planning to rob it.

Even if I die, it would be enough if I could leave something for my children.

They couldn't wait until daytime.

They were afraid the convoy would drive away during the day and they wouldn't be able to catch up.

The convoy might not even pass through their village.

It's possible they'll have to take a detour via the side road.

Unexpectedly, they were discovered before they even got close.

After he finished speaking, the old team leader immediately knelt down on the ground: "Leader, could you please have pity on our village?"

Our village doesn't need much, just a few dozen kilograms of grain would be fine. It was my idea, so you can punish me however you want.

Even if you shoot me, I have nothing to say.

If you give us some food, we can help the rest of our village and the children survive.

"When the crops in the fields ripen, we'll repay you double."

"Old Captain, don't kneel before them. These people might just be like those heartless officials in the commune and county."

We have guns and men; at worst, we'll risk our lives.

We'll grab whatever we can, even if it means dying, as long as we leave some food for our kids, that's enough.

We've lived enough anyway.

"Yes, yes, we won't kneel before these bastards. We'll fight them if necessary."

Good heavens, this group is also dissatisfied with the leaders of their commune and the county.

They probably went to ask for some food but didn't get any.

He got desperate.

However, the commune had militia, and the county was far away.

They dared not go again; this time they simply couldn't take it anymore and were prepared to fight it out.

Yang Dalin remembered that he had food in his space, but with only a backpack, it was difficult to take it out.

If it were just me encountering this, I would have some solutions.

So many people are watching.

How do I do it?

Captain Jing was clearly also shocked by what the old captain said.

However, he calmly shouted, "Everyone, don't rush. What's the point of fighting? Are you bandits and we bad guys?"

neither.

Now that you've come across us, we'll try our best to help you. Don't talk about risking your lives.

I have dozens of guns here.

What are you going to use to fight?

Don't do anything foolish.

I'll think of a solution for you.

But we don't have much food either, and also, that tall guy helped your old captain up.

Don't make the elderly kneel before me; I'm afraid it will shorten my lifespan.

After Captain Jing finished shouting, he whispered to Yang Dalin, "Xiao Yang, I'll stay here and watch. Go and gather your Captain Wang, Captain Xiao, and my deputy captain Fang Hongjun together, and see if you can gather some food for them."

First, bring over a large pot and cook a pot of porridge for them.

Their men still can't get close to the vehicles; they can only eat outside the encirclement, you know?

Once these people could eat something, they lost their fighting spirit.

If we can't raise enough, let's think of another way.

Let's calm them down first and talk things out, so as not to escalate the conflict.

Let's make a big deal out of it, and a small deal out of it altogether.

Yang Dalin wanted to say that he had grain, but taking it out was still a problem.

Without speaking directly, he handed him the AK beside him: "Okay, Captain Jing, I'll go check. I brought quite a few, so I can get more."

Then Yang Dalin glanced back and quickly ran back into the convoy's encirclement.

Yang Dalin summoned Captain Xiao from the Security Section, Captain Wang from the Motorcade, and Fang Hongjun, the deputy captain of Captain Jing.

He conveyed Captain Jing's meaning.

Captain Wang immediately arranged for someone to carry a large pot to Captain Jing's side.

Let's get some heat rash first.

Let's all chip in and see how much food we can gather.

Yang Dalin took a bag out of his backpack.

Inside were two jin of millet, five steamed buns, and a small jar of salt.

There are also two pounds of dried sea saltfish.

Hand it to them.

As for how Xiaomi came about, I won't explain that now.

Yang Dalin even brought rice with him when he went on business trips and cooked rice porridge for everyone.

The fact that they brought Xiaomi this time makes sense.

There are a lot of things in the space, so it's not easy to take them out.

He has quite a few wild vegetables in his space.

But it's hard to explain. You bring fresh wild vegetables with you on your business trip?

How do you explain that?

And don't even mention why these people don't go into the mountains to find food.

They definitely went there, but they didn't achieve much.

If you don't have the strength, try going into the mountains.

Not to mention that the Taihang Mountains are located in a disaster area, and the mountains are not as well-supplied as those in Northeast China, plus they are difficult to climb.

On this side, everyone was taking out their own dry rations and pickled vegetables, preparing to share with them.

As for tomorrow, they plan to spend money to buy some more at the next place.

The drivers in the fleet weren't particularly poor.

With money and tickets, there's no problem.

Even my colleagues from the security department were reluctant to part with me this time.

They gave away all the dry rations and pickled vegetables they carried with them.

Yang Dalin glanced at his colleagues as they moved about, then looked up at the Taihang Mountains not far to the west.

An idea came to me instantly.

Yang Dalin said to Captain Wang, "Captain Wang, I have a solution."

Let's go talk to Captain Jing up ahead.

Upon hearing this, Captain Wang thought it would be best if he had a solution.

He quickly went with Yang Dalin to Captain Jing's side.

A few dozen meters ahead of Captain Jing, the disaster victims had already started a fire and set up a large pot.

They prepared to cook porridge for the disaster victims.

Two pounds of millet or similar items are not enough, but that's easy too.

Just add some broken-up steamed buns, cornbread, or similar items and cook them together in one pot.

As long as I can eat some grain, who cares about the taste?

Not to mention, Yang Dalin also gave us two salted fish and some salt.

Other colleagues contributed things like wild vegetable dumplings.

Just mix them all up and cook them together.

With food available, the villagers stopped causing trouble, and villagers from the other two directions also gathered in this area.

With a glimmer of hope, who would really risk their life?

A group of disaster victims huddled around a large pot, their mouths watering.

But no one tried to steal it.

I'll be able to eat it soon, so I can only suppress my longing and wait.

One person even suggested taking the remaining half pot back to the village for the children.

The old team leader was still diligently taking notes: "Two jin of millet, fifteen white flour steamed buns, twenty-seven steamed buns made from a mixture of wheat and water, thirty-six wild vegetable dumplings..."

It seems like they're really prepared to pay it back later.

Yang Dalin approached Captain Jing, who was engrossed in watching the commotion ahead.

These items were all the food that the entire team of convoy members had collected to carry with them.

It's fine to feed these villagers, but there will still be trouble later.

Captain Jing was still having a headache.

Suddenly, Yang Dalin said, "Captain Jing, I have a solution."