The Eldest Sister has a Spiritual Spring,She doesn't have to worry during Famine

Han Laosi was injured?

　　"Mom, look at how thin your little brother has become. You can let him drink some of the millet porridge, and you can drink the rest to replenish your body."

　　When Yunniang heard her daughter's words, her nose felt sore and her eyes turned red.

　　It's just that she hadn't eaten enough for a long time, so she couldn't cry anymore.

　　"Mom knows you're doing this for my own good, but... there's too much for your brother and I to finish. Call Yu'er over and we can eat together."

　　She had never drunk such a big bowl even before Han Mingyuan got into trouble.

　　"We have other food. Mom, you are too weak. You need to take good care of yourself. You will need to take care of this family in the future."

　　Han Luoxue said with a smile, and Han Mingyuan also spoke:

　　"Xue'er is right. You can't let your body collapse. Unfortunately, my legs are not good. I'm afraid I can't do what I promised you before."

　　What did Dad promise Mom? Han Luoxue asked curiously:

　　"What is it?"

　　Never heard of it before?

　　"Alas, Dad promised your mother that he would take her out to find her relatives in the future, but now it seems..."

　　Han Mingyuan felt very uncomfortable, but he looked at his daughter and sighed:

　　"Xue'er, if you have a chance to go out in the future, please ask for your mother."

　　"I don't!"

　　Han Luoxue pouted angrily, grabbed Han Mingyuan's hand, and said coquettishly:

　　"Dad's leg will definitely recover. When the time comes, our family will help mom find it together."

　　I look like my mother. If I have the chance to leave here in the future, maybe I can really meet my mother's relatives?

　　I just don’t know what the people over there are like. If they are the same as the old Han family, I might as well not know them.

　　"You, Daddy is looking forward to it too."

　　"Then I'll go cook first. We'll have cornmeal porridge later."

　　Yunniang wanted to remind her daughter to do less so that they could hold on for a few more days, but Han Mingyuan shook his head at her. After Han Luoxue walked away, he sighed:

　　"Yunniang, Xue'er is a sensible person. I gave the corn to her yesterday and let her take charge. We don't need to worry too much."

　　He only hated himself for being paralyzed. Otherwise, if he went out hunting every day, his family would not starve to death.

　　"Brother Yuan, you're right. I...I just want us to live a few more days."

　　In this kind of world, they no longer ask for too much.

　　"I know, I want to live too."

　　If he didn't want to survive, he wouldn't have insisted on splitting up the family. Speaking of splitting up the family, he thought of the people in the village head's place.

　　The old Han family really has been breaking the bottom line of being a human being time and time again. He will go over to listen and see what else they have to say.

　　At the headman's house, the three sons of the Han family were locked in the woodshed. The fourth son, Han Mingxin, cried out in pain. He tried to take down the trap, but this one was homemade and different from the ones he had seen before. He tried several times but failed and it got even tighter.