Lu Xibao sat on Lu Jiang's lap, his mouth opened wide, and he swallowed a spoonful of noodles handed by Feng Qingxue.

took it out of the space and said to the family other than Lu Jiang that it was the dragon beard noodles sent by Lu Jiang's comrades-in-arms, and it was broken before going to the pot, a small section, about an inch long, cooked in crucian carp soup and put it in a bowl, scooped it with a silver soup spoon, just stood outside for a while, the soup noodles were almost cold, and the little guy ate it so fragrant.

Hearing the content of Wang Zhengguo's words, Feng Qingxue, who had already put the soup spoon to Lu Xibao's mouth, trembled, and the soup spoon tilted slightly, and the noodles and soup slipped out and landed on Lu Xibao's bib, not in his mouth.

"Ahh

Xibao screamed, lowered his head, stuck out his tongue to lick the noodles on his bib, but he couldn't lick it, so anxious that he screamed repeatedly.

"Xibao, mom will scoop you a new one."

Feng Qingxue quickly scooped a spoonful of noodles and fed it to his son's mouth along with the soup, but Lu Jiang easily pinched the noodles on the bib and stuffed them into Xibao's mouth, and found that the fat son's face immediately turned from cloudy to sunny.

Seeing her husband's demeanor, Feng Qingxue did not stop her, and she looked at Wang Zhengguo in shock.

"Uncle, so many people starved to death in our county?" The wind and snow are in disbelief.

More than 30,000 people died in just three years, more than 10,000 people, what is the concept? A third, if not more, of them may be unregistered, especially babies who die without registering after birth.

Wang Zhengguo nodded and sighed, "I heard that there are villages that are extremely poor and have extremely poor soil that are basically dead. ”

The wind was light and the snow turned pale.

Lu Jiang held his son steady with one hand, and quietly patted her leg under the table with the other, "Scared?" Don't think about it, aren't our families alive and well? Not a lot of one. It's over, don't think about it. ”

This famine, in his father's words, is three points of natural disasters and seven points of **.

The Great Leap Forward, the Great Steel-making, the confiscation of the common people's poultry and iron tools, the increase in the amount of public grain confiscated, the open belly of the collective canteens, and the natural disasters without warning, all came together in a chaotic manner, and this unprecedented catastrophe was achieved.

Feng Qingxue gasped softly.

At this moment, she finally understood why she exchanged a small amount of food for such expensive jewelry and antiques, and the other party was still grateful to her, it turned out that food was more precious than she imagined.

"Uncle, then you can't agree to my uncle's unreasonable request." You have to guard against such people from doing evil.

After listening to his niece's words, Wang Zhengguo said: "Of course! The most important reason why our Wanglou brigade did not starve to death is that in addition to the good soil quality and good crops, the most important reason is that we leave ourselves a way out every year, and the reserve grain is the back road for all of us, even if the state stipulates that the reserve grain shall not exceed 1 percent of the total output. Back then, when the Lu family's property was confiscated, I listened to your father's words and guarded the Lu family's granary, some of which were handed over to the state, and some of which were left in the Wanglou brigade. ”

Speaking of the latter matter, Wang Zhengguo lowered his voice and sighed with emotion, "The grain reserve every year alone is not enough to ensure that more than 100 households will not suffer from famine. Have you been married for more than a year and haven't found out? Although many adults in our production brigade keep saying that the Lu family's ingredients are not good, and the Lu family's boys are bad elements, they just talk about it and have no actual action. ”