Unexpectedly, we came to the 1960s when material was scarce. Everyone in the village was hungry. Fortunately, Wang Xiangyang had a material space. As a grandfather in the village, I really couldn't bear the fact that my grandchildren were hungry, so I generously distributed all the supplies to my grandchildren.
The eldest grandson on the east side of the village is so hungry that he faints, so he can feed you all you want with steamed buns from Science and Technology; the eldest nephew on the west side of the village is so hungry that he gnaws tree bark, and two bags of "Sanwu" frozen dumplings are so delicious that it will make you cry; and a pot of Sanhua evaporated milk secret soup is cooked to make the whole village have a good year.
Dahu: Why don't you eat Gou Sheng'er?
Wang Xiangyang: Grandpa doesn't like to eat, so grandpa will be relieved if you have enough.
We went up the mountain to catch a natural and pollution-free wild boar and made ourselves a full banquet.
Everyone: Wow, oh, grandpa was so kind to me. I will give him his final say in the future.
