Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 1983

"Father, I'm not afraid of death. If I die, it will be my child's life!" He lowered his voice, "If he dies on the battlefield, he is also a hero. It's better than elder brother and second brother starving to death."

Chen San's crying stopped.

For a while, his tears ran dry.

Think of the eldest son and second son who died of starvation, and look at the son who is now so skinny.

Chen San was silent for a moment, with a trembling voice, wanting to ask his son how long he hadn't had enough.

Suddenly, I heard a sound from my son's stomach.

Gollum...

One after another, like drumming.

Chen San didn't need to ask what he said.

After a long time, Chen San sighed heavily.

As a father, no one has more difficult decisions than him.

He was not willing to let his son go to the battlefield, even if he was alive, he would not be injured on the battlefield. He really felt distressed, worried and afraid.

But looking into his son's shining eyes, knowing his son's longing, Chen San finally let go: go, if you want to go... just go. "

After saying these words, Chen San seemed to lose all strength, and his whole body lost all strength, so he sat up straight while propping himself up on the table.

"Father, don't worry, I run very fast, even if I can't make meritorious deeds, nothing will happen to me!"

Seeing his son's full confidence, Chen San could only smile reluctantly.

After making a decision, do you still want to pour cold water on your son?
I can only follow my son's words: "You have been running fast since you were a child, and you are a solid person. When you were young, your mother chased you with a broom. You ran and ran, and your mother was so tired that she couldn't breathe, and finally escaped. A beating."

Hearing this, I thought of my childhood, when my family didn't have enough to eat because of the famine.

Although the village was not rich at that time, every family had enough to eat.

Back then, life was really good...

When can we go back to those days?

"Father, the child is going now."

"That's it?" Chen San stretched out his hand to hold his son's arm, reluctant to let go: "Let Dad see you again."

"Hey, Dad, I'm really embarrassed that you look at me like this!" The young man blushed and smiled honestly.

Chen San's eyes were moist: "Son, you must run fast, you know?"

"I know! My son is the fastest runner!" The young man laughed.

"elder brother……"

"Brother... don't go!"

"Woooooo... don't let brother go!"

When seeing him off, his younger siblings cried into tears.

But the young man smiled: "My brother will come back in five years, you guys, you don't have to go hungry anymore."

After my brother left, as my brother said, they no longer have to go hungry.

My elder brother went to serve as a soldier, and the family would receive ten catties of polished rice every month, and my father would exchange the milled rice for coarse grains, sometimes for some good ones, ten catties of polished rice could be exchanged for fifty catties, and sometimes eighty catties could be exchanged.

Because of these subsidies, the family no longer had to go hungry, and the children did not wake up from their dreams of starvation.

But they also cry in their dreams because they miss their brother.

Just like the Chen Sanjia, it was repeated one after another in various parts of the country of Mexico.

Because in the troubled times, there were constant famines, Mo Aotian didn't really make the people rich after he came to power, he just cut taxes, but those who didn't harvest in the fields still didn't have harvest, they still had to go hungry.

Nowadays, because of the subsidy for serving in the army, those who are reluctant to leave their sons at home finally have a full meal after a long period of hunger after Erlang left.

Some people even praised Mo Aotian.

Mo Aotian naturally knew about the news, but he didn't care much about it.

This was paid for by those generals themselves, and he didn't care.

Why not use other people's money to make a name for yourself.

(End of this chapter)