My sister-in-law does not have a formal job, so she can only go to the street match factory to get some work of gluing matchboxes back to work, which can help subsidize the family somewhat.

If Zhang Fugui is taken back again, my sister-in-law's family will really not be able to support her.

Fortunately, although Zhang Fugui's parents were both dead, the village chief, Zhang Daniu, the team leader, took good care of him. In addition to having someone build a thatched house for him, he would always send some cornbread or something like that if he had nothing to do.

Zhang Fugui could barely earn half a man's work points, and he would wander around the mountains looking for wild vegetables, prey, etc., and finally survived.

Later, as the times changed, the lives of the villagers gradually became better.

When Zhang Fugui became an adult, he married a wife and gave birth to a son. However, it wasn't long before his wife was fooling around with someone and he discovered her.

In the end, he was knocked unconscious by the doggy couple and hid in the cellar to starve to death.

After sorting out the extra memories in his mind, Fang Xiaoyue finally understood why this man's obsession with wealth was to have enough to eat.

Among them are the influence of hunger since childhood and the fear of starving to death.

Indeed, Fang Xiaoyue also felt the torture of hunger at this time.

Lying on the bed, his stomach growled at first, and then an unbearable stomach fire arose. In addition, he remembered the scene of eating meat and drinking wine in the small plane of the Three Kingdoms, and the hunger in his heart became intense.

The fever got worse.

No more!

Fang Xiaoyue stood up, walked to the corner of the thatched house and turned around.

The rice cupboard was empty, as were the bowls with missing mouths.

Fang Xiaoyue had no choice but to leave the thatched house and went to the stove made of several stones at the back of the house to fumble around. The half-missed pot was also empty.
Chapter completed!