1940s: I supported my wife and sister-in-law by hunting.

To put her mind at ease, she scooped up a spoonful of rice porridge and swallowed it in front of the little girl.

"See, I'm really not a bad person."

After she finished speaking, she placed the bowl on the kang table.

I know this is because he suffered a great deal and was terrified before.

She took two steps back and stood at the doorway, keeping a considerable distance between herself and the little girl.

Then he pointed to the millet porridge on the kang table, raised his hand to his mouth, and made a gesture of drinking porridge.

"Millet porridge is so delicious. It's good for your health. Drink some and you'll have energy. It will even help heal your injuries."

The little girl squatting by the wooden box stared at the bowl of steaming millet porridge on the kang table.

She watched as the old woman drank it, and then saw the woman retreat to the doorway, neither forcing nor frightening her.

My stomach was growling with hunger, but the hunger overcame my fear.

She carefully moved away from the wooden box, took small steps to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and laboriously climbed onto the earthen kang.

She was so hungry that she didn't care that it was too hot to eat. She picked up the bowl with her little hands and put it in her mouth.

He burned himself on the first bite and spat it back into the bowl.

But she was so hungry that she didn't care about any of that.

He lowered his head, blew on the rim of the bowl several times, and then hurriedly sipped it into his mouth.

A bowl of thick millet porridge was emptied in no time.

She placed the empty bowl on the kang table, slid down onto the kang and knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly to Chen Liushi, who was standing at the door.

"Arigato, thank you! Thank you!"

Some awkward Mandarin drifted into Chen Liu's ears.

Chen Liu was stunned for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise.

"Oh my goodness! You actually speak our dialect? I thought you wouldn't understand us! Stop kowtowing, get up! Are you full? Would you like me to get you another bowl?"

She was born on this black soil when her parents came here. She grew up in a village and naturally understands the local dialect. However, she doesn't speak it much at home and isn't very fluent, but she can understand the general meaning.

As soon as she felt relieved, she couldn't help but want to cry.

Her parents were gone, her brother and sister were gone, and she was the only one left in the whole family. She was on the verge of death when she was rescued and brought back to life by this kind old woman.

The little girl buried her head, her shoulders trembling, and she burst into tears.

Chen Liu was the kindest-hearted woman. Seeing her crying so pitifully, she quickly stepped forward, cupped her little face in her hands, and wiped away her tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry, child, be good. You're still recovering, you can't cry like this, it'll drain your energy. Stop crying, Auntie will get you another bowl, eat slowly."

The little girl threw herself into Chen Liu's arms, crying and trembling all over.

Chen Liu hugged the small body and patted her back gently.

If you didn't see her with your own eyes wearing the kind of clothes worn by people from Dog Days, who would be able to tell that she is a child from Dog Days Pioneer Group?

He doesn't look bad at all.

She released the girl and picked up the empty bowl.

"Wait here, don't move, I'll get you another bowl of thick soup."

He turned and walked out.

When she returned with a bowl of millet porridge, just as she entered the room, she saw the little girl kneeling properly on the kang (a heated brick bed) and bowing and kowtowing to her.

Chen Liu quickly placed the porridge on the kang table.

"Oh dear, why are you kneeling again! Sit down! We don't do that in our house!"

"Don't be afraid, just stay here. The clean clothes you're wearing were changed for you by your aunt. We can't keep your old clothes; they're from your side of the house, too conspicuous. If someone sees them, it'll definitely cause a big problem, so we can't keep them."

Upon hearing this, the little girl kowtowed three more times.

"You child, you have too many formalities over there! From now on, when you live with us in the Chen family, you're not allowed to kneel and kowtow all the time. We farmers don't do these empty formalities."

"Have some porridge and a couple of bites of pickled vegetables, otherwise you'll get heartburn at night. Do you know what heartburn is?"

Seeing the little girl staring blankly with her big, wet eyes, seemingly unable to understand, Chen Liu stopped bothering to explain and simply waved her hand.

"Alright, alright, if you don't understand, you don't understand. Hurry up and drink your porridge while it's hot."

Through this back-and-forth interaction, Chen Liu finally managed to find out the girl's name.

Her name is Nohara Aoi, and she's eighteen years old. No wonder she looks so young.

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Chen Gaoshan heard that there was no more noise from the north room, and his mother had also left. He leaned against the kang cabinet and glanced at Lianhua, who was sitting on the kang with her back to him.

"I never imagined that my mother would actually save him."

Lotus patted the sleeping Big Mao affectionately, intermittently.

"Now you're happy, with three women serving you. You're as rich as the biggest landlord in our Wangjiagou, having married five wives. If you put in a little more effort, you can get your father to buy you two more."

"What's wrong? You're upset? If you don't want to, I'll just throw her up the mountain tomorrow, okay?"

Lotus turned her head and glared at him.

"I can tell what kind of poop you've taken just by the way you stick your butt out. You're probably secretly laughing to yourself. I've been there to take a look at that girl, she's all pink and white."

He stopped pretending. Men, after all, only have those kinds of hobbies. They can't live without women in their lives. He didn't feel anything if he missed a day or two, but after a while, everything started to cry out for water.

As he spoke, he pulled her directly into his arms, and Lianhua immediately collapsed into his embrace.

"Hey kid, after I finished doing business with Xinghua the day before yesterday, were you pretending to be asleep? Don't think I didn't know."

Chen Gaoshan grabbed her and kissed her, pinching her lips.

This caught Lotus completely off guard.

Kissing is arguably the second most pleasurable thing between a man and a woman. Lotus's lips are bigger than his, which gives him a sense of belonging. At this moment, Lotus's chest is heaving and is a little hard.

"Shanzi, why are you so mean? You deliberately pinched my neck, didn't you?"

"No, it's because you smell so good, like a baby. Don't worry, no matter how many women I have, you and Xinghua are the first wives of the Chen family, and with my body, can you handle it or can Xinghua? Don't say anything more, I feel my blood boiling."

That's the truth. He didn't know why either. They say there are only overworked oxen, not overworked fields. How come she couldn't handle it? Or was Shanzi's ox a breeding bull, just like the breeding bull raised by Aunt Liu Huasheng in the village, where one bull could handle all the heifers in the village?

Lotus blushed and nestled limply in his arms. "Then show me."

Chen Gaoshan lowered his head and kissed her again, this time the kiss was more intense, and his hands followed suit at the same time.

Along the way, Lianhua kept biting her bellyband, and when she stopped biting it, she started biting his shoulder.

This time, out of consideration for the young women in the north room, he only lasted about an hour before finishing.

He had just finished when he heard a soft knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

"Knock knock knock".

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