Su Xiaowan could understand these hardships, after all, she had lived here for over twenty years. The hardship of their diet was obvious, let alone the lack of decent clothing. Even her cousin, Song Yongyan, wore old clothes that had faded white, and her two aunts were wearing patched clothes.
Given these poor conditions, meat was definitely a luxury they could hardly afford. Considering this, the fact they could still bid a polite farewell to Su Xiaowan and her companions showed some degree of self-restraint.
After everyone had left, the aunts and older cousin collectively heaved a sigh of relief. Su Xiaowan couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
Her older cousin Song Yongyu laughed and said, "Mom, sister-in-law, look how quickly she ran! She's being ridiculous, the village head is her own brother, why would she miss out on her portion?"
Upon hearing this, Su Xiaowan was taken aback. What was going on? The village head was her aunt's brother?
