Being scolded as a poor widow, I relied on supernatural powers to counterattack in ancient times

Chapter 319
"Yes, patriarch, my family is about to run out of food. It's not that we don't want to help, but we are also powerless. Besides, they are lazy. Whoever doesn't prepare food for the winter in advance, they don't have it."

Bai Yunsong listened to their complaints with a serious face,
"The relatives of the same clan should help each other. Now that they are suffering from a disaster, can we still watch them freeze to death and starve to death?"

"The patriarch's words are wrong. Since ancient times, lazy people have often made mischief. If they are diligent, repair the house in advance, and shovel the snow, they will not collapse the house."

"That is, when it comes to helping, the one we should help most is my aunt's family. Not only do they live in a shack, but they don't even have a few acres of land. But they run to the mountains every day before winter, just to store food for the winter, no matter how difficult it is. I can't stop people from being diligent."

"Look at Bai Zhengde's family, if you ask me, they deserve to die of freezing and starving."

Seeing the resistance on the faces of the clansmen, Bai Yunsong pursed his lips, thinking about the situation of his cousin's family, he really had nothing to say.

But things have come to this point, as the patriarch, he can't really make people freeze to death and starve to death, can he?

"Patriarch, look at the one under the snow. I don't know when it will be the leader. This winter is destined to be a cold winter. How much winter food can each of our families store, enough for our own food?"

"Well, if we run out of food by then, will the patriarch also help raise food to tide over the difficulties?"

Hearing the questioning from the clansman, Bai Yunsong immediately turned black.

"It is a family of relatives. If there is a problem, it is natural to help each other."

"With the patriarch's words, we can rest assured, and everyone will testify. If we have no food by then, we will find the patriarch to help us survive."

As soon as these words came out, everyone followed suit, looking at the eyes of the clansmen, Bai Yunsong only felt his scalp go numb.

For the first time, I realized that this patriarch not only has a good name, but also has a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders. If one fails, he may burn himself and be in a dilemma.

But things have come to this point, even if you grit your teeth, you have to get through it.

After stumbling and stumbling all afternoon, they finally collected some food, and Bai Zhengde's family accepted it with a smile, but Bai Yunsong felt gloomy in his heart.

As the clansmen said, this winter is only half over.

There are still some days before spring, and if their family doesn't have enough food, they will definitely come over to trouble him, the patriarch.

Collecting food for the first time is already so difficult, can it be collected for the second time?

Thinking about what happened this afternoon, Bai Yunsong couldn't help pulling his hair.

Walking around in a circle, the third aunt's house and the cousin's house were the most worry-free, and the food was prepared without asking anyone.

Thinking of the shack at his cousin's house, it was hard for him to speak, but the cousin didn't say a word, and asked his nephew and daughter-in-law to prepare two liters of coarse grain and hand it over.

It wasn't until then that he felt that the villagers' complaints were not unreasonable. If life was difficult, the cousin's family should be the most difficult family in the village, but she managed to survive.

Not only did the shack not collapse, but there seemed to be no shortage of food.

It was at that time that he suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something?
But his mind was in a mess, and he was so troubled by his tribe that he couldn't concentrate on thinking at all, so he could only go home with a disgusted expression.

Seeing his son's listless expression, the old patriarch knocked on the pipe and pot,
"What's the matter? But what's the problem?"

(End of this chapter)