The old mother-in-law, who is from 1931, is 91 years old this year. When asked about the great famine in Henan in 1942, she recounted an incident that happened in her village.

The old mother-in-law, who is from 1931, is 91 years old this year. When asked about the great famine in Henan in 1942, she recounted an incident that happened in her village.

She said that when the old Jiang opened the Yellow River, floods and droughts continued for several years, and then there were ticks, the grain harvest was cut off, the bark and grass roots were eaten, countless people starved to death, and some people went out to escape the famine for food before they could escape for their lives. At that time, there was a man named Wang Laosan in her village, and it was really impossible to see that the two children in the family were hungry, so they went to the sister's house in the north village to borrow grain, and the sister's family was a rich man, and there might be grain. My sister told him that there was not a single grain of food left in the house, and that it had been a few days.

That night, Wang Laosan did not leave, slept in the room where his sister's family put grass, Wang Laosan slept on the grass, felt that there was something in the grass, got up and looked at it, and saw that there was a cloth bag in the grass, and the cloth bag contained about five liters of millet. It turned out that it was the only life-saving food for the sister's family, and the sister hid it in the grass. Wang Laosan didn't think much about it, picked up the grain bag and said goodbye, running home all night.

The next morning, the sister told her brother to get up, but she didn't see Wang Laosan, and the grain in the grass was gone. The sister could not tell her family that she was in a hurry to chase her brother, because she did not choose a road in a panic, she walked to the south of the village, fell into the swamp, and when she was found, she only showed her head, and the person was no longer able to do it.

Moreover, Wang Laosan returned home with the grain on his back all night, and he could not rest, so he poured the grain on the stone mill and ground it, making it into a steamed bun for the children to eat. When the child ate steamed buns in the room, Wang Laosan went out to the toilet, and when Wang Laosan returned to the house, the two children had been smashed to death with bricks, and the buns had also been snatched away.

The mother-in-law said that this matter was known to many people at the time, called "five liters of millet, three people killed." Today, eighty years have passed since this incident, the world has gone through vicissitudes, the motherland has undergone earth-shaking changes, and that era of suffering has been submerged in the long river of history, but we must not forget.