Tong Mei looked at the father and son who were chatting very congenially, and was very funny.

Neither of the two men could understand what the other was saying. They were talking like a duck and a chicken, and they were even talking speculatively.

"Your son is so powerful now. He can climb so easily that even the crib can't stop him. Our mother almost fell off the bed without even seeing him today."

"Tomorrow happens to be Sunday. I'm going to buy him a raised crib. I'll also buy him a stroller that he can push on the street." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Didn't you say that after the baby is born, he will be beaten hard if he disobeys me?" Tong Mei joked.

"If this brat disobeys, he will definitely go away! But not now, no matter how old he is, he will be beaten again when he is two or three years old.

What does he know at this time? Look, you slapped him and he still giggled, thinking you were playing with him!" Zhang Yan said and lightly slapped his son on the butt.

The son opened his hands and giggled, then went to grab Zhang Yan's ears to play with them.

"Today, Master Wu arranged for someone to deliver a load of firewood again!"

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Wu's delivery of firewood?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"There is not enough food in the village. I came to the city to find a way to buy some food!"

"Why so fast?" Zhang Yan was stunned and asked in confusion.

If it is said that other villages eat all their food for the winter because of the large canteens and eat all the food in the sea, Zhang Yan does not doubt it at all.

However, it is a bit strange that Zhangjiayu is now running out of food.

How could the villagers be allowed to eat up all the food when the clan leader, Fifth Master, a cunning and scheming clan leader, was suppressing him?

What's more, he also specifically reminded Zhang Fuyi.

"It's not the Fifth Master who's here, it's the Uncle Yi who's following us.

From what Uncle Yi said, I should have prepared in advance. I must have had a premonition that there would be a shortage of food in the future, so I thought of preparing some food in advance."

"Why didn't Uncle Yi stay after dinner before leaving?"

"I was not at home when Uncle Yi delivered firewood. I happened to go to the subdistrict office to do some work. I met Uncle Yi who was looking for Director Zhou and chatted for a while.

He has something to do and will leave first." Tong Mei explained.

"Yes, it's been thirty-nine days, and the weather is still dry and cold, with no snow at all.

I'm afraid things will be difficult next year!" Zhang Yan sighed.

"Yes, at this time in previous years, it has snowed several times, but this year is strange. There are no clouds in the sky, let alone snow.

By the way, what are you going to do about the lack of food in the village?"

"Let them figure it out on their own first! Now is not the time!

The little food we have in our family must be used wisely." Zhang Yan thought for a while and said.

Zhang Yan doesn't plan to help the village get food now. He has already helped enough. If he helps more, it will be a bit like fighting against rice.

Another thing, the food he prepared was life-saving food.

He went to great lengths to buy and store grain in order to save lives at a critical moment, and he did not want his relatives and friends to go hungry.

It's not just for the villagers to continue eating and drinking.

As long as the big cafeteria doesn't disband, no amount of food is enough.

What's more, Tong Mei also said just now that it's not really a lack of food, but preparation in advance.

Since Zhang Fuyi or other people in the village did not come to his door, there must be another way.

Why should he take such a risk?

"I also feel that now is not the time to help, so when Uncle Yi mentioned it to me, I neither agreed nor refused." Tong Mei agreed.

"Haha, let's call it that we have a clear understanding of each other!" Zhang Yan held his son with one hand, and freed up his other hand to hug Tong Mei's waist and said with a smile.

Tong Mei adjusted her posture to make herself more comfortable in Zhang Yan's arms.

As expected, Tong Mei has practiced wrestling since she was a child. After giving birth, her waist is not thick at all and she still has no fat at all.

"I think Uncle Yi should go to Director Zhou to find a solution for him. From what Uncle Yi said, it seems that he has many comrades working in the city. I just don't know what they do."

"Who would have known that the Fifth Master is a scheming man. Originally, according to Uncle Yi's qualifications in the army, after changing his career, he would at least serve as the director of a district bureau or the leader of a county below.

However, Fifth Master did not let him go and directly asked Uncle Yi to disarm and return to his fields."

"why is that?"

"Everyone envies those who follow the dragon, but no one sees the fate of those ministers who follow the dragon.

This is the brilliance of the Fifth Master. He directly disbands his troops and returns to his fields without fighting for fame and wealth. He leaves behind a favor so that he can talk to him if anything happens in the future." Zhang Yan didn't quite understand the purpose of the Fifth Master's doing this at first, but later he thought about it a lot.

It took me a long time to understand it more or less.

"If everyone thinks so, then everyone should just disband and return home! What's the use of working hard to conquer the world? Isn't it just to fight for a rich future?"

"Yes! You are right to work hard just to have a future.

However, our current dynasty is different from the previous dynasty, and our system is different, so the situation we face is also different.

Before the liberation, Wu Ye's family was a big landowner. Seven or eight hills near Zhangjiayu belonged to Wu Ye's family.

Several villages nearby were all tenant farmers of the Fifth Master's family.

However, the Fifth Master divided up all the land before liberation, thus avoiding liquidation.

However, it is still not safe.

Who knows, when Uncle Yi is fighting for power with others, someone will use this to make trouble and settle old scores?"

"Then what is our family?"

"My family was considered a middle peasant back then! We also had dozens of acres of land, but we didn't have any tenants. We farmed our own land," Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Then if, according to what you say, I am not in danger?" Tong Mei said worriedly.

"It's okay. Although you are a noble of the Eight Banners, you have long since declined. Everyone knows this.

You also made great contributions when our army entered Beijing, so you will be fine." Zhang Yan comforted him with a smile.

Zhang Yan was not sure whether it was really okay.

Because, when the wind blows, there is no reason at all.

But one thing is certain, as long as you don't compete with others, don't be manipulated by others, or specifically targeted, the medal of merit is a talisman.

"real?"

"Really! In the worst case, we can take the children back to Zhangjiayu together, and we can go back to our hometown to farm." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Yeah! As long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of going anywhere!" Tong Mei nodded.

"Let's go, let's eat first. There's no need to think too much about these things. There will be a way to the mountain before the car." Zhang Yan heard Zhang's mother's footsteps, so he ended the topic, got up and walked to the living room outside with his son in his arms.

"Your uncle Yi has brought another cart of firewood." Zhang Fusheng said at the dinner table.

"I heard Tong Mei said, let's wait until the Chinese New Year!" Zhang Yan nodded, indicating that he knew.
Chapter completed!