The next day, Jiang Yun Zhu helped Mrs.
Chen continue to make sorghum pancakes.
Fifty jins of sorghum rice had to be ground into flour and then made into pancakes.
This consumed a lot of time.

After a discussion, Jiang Cheng and Mrs.
Chen went their separate ways.

Jiang Cheng went straight to the west of the village, stopped in front of a vermilion door in the west of the village, and knocked on the door.

After a while, a man came out.
When he saw Jiang Cheng, he immediately held the doorway, “My house is out of food.
Our mother didn't get to eat last night .She's still hungry!”

Looking at that posture, it seemed that he was afraid that Jiang Cheng would enter the door or open his mouth to borrow food from him.

This man was Jiang Cheng's elder brother, Jiang Hai.

Jiang Cheng glanced at his slightly protruding belly.
It would be a lie to say he wasn’t disappointed.
Jiang Hai took over Father Jiang's position and worked as a manager in a restaurant in the town.
The lifestyle was prosperous.
Even when the past two years' drought were bad, it wouldn’t be to the point he said it was.

“Who is it?” A woman in the courtyard loudly asked.
Afterward, she continued, “No matter who it is, borrowing food isn’t going to happen.
We still can't eat enough ourselves!”

“I know.” Jiang Hai replied and looked at Jiang Cheng.
Conveying, you heard it, our family doesn't have enough to eat!

Jiang Cheng knew this was the result.

“I want to see Mother.” He muffled out.

He was about to leave soon and once he left who knows if they would meet again in this life.
He was thinking that he should meet and tell old Madam Jiang.

“See Mother?” Jiang Hai snorted, presuming Jiang Cheng wanted to borrow money from old Madam Jiang since he came up empty-handed with him.

“Mother, Second Younger Brother said he wanted to see you.” His hands still held the door and shouted inside.

“Now you know to see me.
Why didn't you think of this mother when you married that family wrecking wife?” Old Madam Jiang angrily retorted from inside.

At the beginning when Jiang Cheng wanted to marry Mrs.
Chen, old Madam Jiang strongly disapproved.
In the end, Jiang Cheng married Mrs.
Chen and old Madam Jiang directly separated them off and gave them nothing.
Most days, she wouldn’t look for Mrs.
Chen and Jiang Cheng.

“Mother.” Jiang Cheng called from outside the door.

“Married a wife and forgot the mother.
I don't have a son like you.” Old Madam Jiang berated.

Her words were very heart stabbing.
Jiang Cheng had never forgotten her.
During these years of marriage, he would always remember her every time Jiang Family made something delicious.

Jiang Cheng felt resentful, fell to his knees, and kowtowed to old Madam Jiang.

Jiang Hai stood at the door, looking at him as if watching a joke.

After kowtowing three times, Jiang Cheng raised his head, “Mother, I'm leaving.”

He meant that he was leaving Changfeng.

“Scram!” This was Old Madam Jiang’s response.
She never came out to see Jiang Cheng from the beginning to the end.

Jiang Cheng steadily took in the courtyard, stood up, and walked away.

In a dilapidated small courtyard in the south of the village, there was another scene right now.

Chen closed the door, hushedly told old Mister Chen about their departure, and finally said, “Father, come with us.”

At the beginning, old Mister Chen and Mrs.
Chen had sought refugee here.
Later Mrs.
Chen married Jiang Cheng and old Mister Chen lived alone all the time.
In the past two years, he had problems with his eyes and couldn't see clearly.
Usually, Mrs.
Chen took care of him.
Once Mrs.
Chen leaves, he’ll be alone and waiting to die.
This was why Mrs.
Chen said this.

You guys go.
I’m alone and can live alone.” Old Mister Chen shook his head.

He was old and his eyesight wasn’t good.
Following Mrs.
Chen was dragging her down.

“Father…” Mrs.
Chen had a plan in mind, so she didn't say anything more.

However, as if remembering something, old Mister Chen entered the back room .
Shortly later, he came out with a cloth bag and handed it to Mrs.

Chen opened the cloth bag to find a silver hairpin and a few pieces of silver inside.

She recognized that the hairpin belonged to her mother.

“It should have been given to you a long time ago.
I always want to keep it by my side and look at it again, as if your mother was still there.
Now that you are leaving, take it with you.” Old Master Chen told.

Chen's tears couldn't stop streaming down.
She put away the cloth bag and became more determined about the plan.

In the evening, Jiang Family was all set.
The sun had just set and everyone began to sleep.

The next day after two o'clock in the morning, Jiang Family got up, took their things, and left the house quietly.

The moment she locked the door, Mrs.
Chen's tears almost fell again.
But this time, she held back, she couldn't cry!

Jiang Cheng also felt depressed .The road ahead was long and the burden on his shoulder became even heavier.

For a moment, he really wanted to turn back and stay behind.
What if the next year was better? But he also knew that he couldn't gamble because he couldn't afford to lose.

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