Courtyard House: My Long and Hard Body Makes Me Play with All the Women in the Courtyard

Qin Jingru's mother quietly left the house.

She went straight to Qin Huairu's house.

He pulled Qin Huairu aside and said something that sounded a little awkward.

"Huai Ru, our family's food supplies are almost gone."

"After counting, there were only seven or eight catties of mixed grain flour left."

"There are still some sweet potatoes left."

"But how can this little bit of food be enough for so many people to eat in one meal?"

Do you have any food stored at home? Could you lend me some?

"Section Chief Su has been such a great help."

"I can't exactly invite people to my house for dinner."

"Shall we just serve up a plate of boiled wild vegetables?"

"We originally had two ducks at home."

“But Jingru gave them all to Section Chief Su a while ago.”

"What should we do now?"

Qin Jingru's mother continued talking.

Tears almost welled up in my eyes.

Qin Huairu quickly comforted her, "Third Aunt, don't worry."

"I brought back a lot of flour this time."

"Here, take some over."

"I'll have my dad bring a chicken over later, and also some extra eggs."

"We should be able to manage with lunch."

"Also, don't underestimate Su Ting just because he's a section chief."

"Actually, he has no airs at all."

“He usually chats and laughs with us in the yard, and we get along very well.”

"Don't be too reserved."

"Otherwise, it would make him feel uncomfortable."

You have to understand, this was in the rural areas of that era.

Eggs are often referred to as a "treasure trove".

Farmers rely on work points to cultivate the land.

The grain for the following year is distributed according to work points after the autumn harvest.

There is often not enough food.

No one had any cash on hand, nor any other source of income.

They rely entirely on the eggs laid by the hens they raise at home to exchange for daily necessities.

Or they would barter with others using eggs.

Therefore, for a long time afterward.

Eggs are like hard currency among ordinary people.

Whether it was exchanging for salt or something else, everything was traded using eggs.

That's why.

The older generation always cherished eggs.

These all come from my life experiences back then.

After listening to Qin Huairu's words.

Qin Jingru's mother finally calmed down a bit.

Then, she followed Qin Huairu's family.

He took his things and went home.

As soon as she entered the door, she nodded to her husband.

Then he instructed the women to get busy preparing the meal.

Qin Youqing saw his wife nod.

The weight on my heart has finally been lifted.

Then, he got up and took his elder brother.

Please invite my second brother to sit down at the octagonal table.

The group sat around the octagonal table.

The room was packed full.

A group of grown men gathered together, and soon their craving for cigarettes kicked in.

Each of them reached into their pipes, ready to take a few puffs of dry tobacco to satisfy their cravings.

Chapter 192 The Hospitality at Qin Jingru's House

Su Ting saw this.

Quickly take out the Daqianmen cigarettes from your pocket and share them with everyone.

He knew all too well the strength of that dry tobacco.

He doesn't usually smoke.

If a group of people around you are smoking pipes.

The smell was so strong it could make someone faint.

The atmosphere immediately became much more relaxed when these men started smoking.

They started talking non-stop.

We were no longer so reserved when chatting, and everyone relaxed a bit.

As they chatted, the topic turned to food.

They all make a living by farming, regardless of what they talk about.

Ultimately, it all comes back to the issue of food.

Su Ting looked at their dark, thin faces.

I couldn't help but ask.

“Uncles, you all look pale and thin.”

"Do people in the village often go hungry?"

Qin Huairu's father, Qin Youliang, chimed in.

"Actually, our village can still manage to get by."

"We've been relying on pickled mustard greens to fill our stomachs during this period."

Fortunately, there are plenty of this kind of grass in the river.

"Although the taste is not great, it can still fill you up."

If it weren't for these pickled mustard greens...

He didn't even dare to think about what the situation would become.

This allowed them to barely save up some food for the winter.

Su Ting had heard his grandfather mention this thing before.

Water-pickled mustard greens, scientifically known as "pickled mustard greens", are a type of aquatic plant.

Every October and November.

They will also grow in large quantities in March and April.

No one would eat this unless it was a year of famine.

This type of grass is usually used to feed chickens and ducks.

Nobody wants to put food in their mouth unless they're absolutely desperate.

But at this time of year...

Pickled mustard greens can be a lifesaver.

Even if it's a bit hard to chew, it can still fill your stomach.