Ziqing followed the memory of the original owner and got into the small courtyard behind the uncle's house, and found Xia Xiaoju who was patting roasted sweet potatoes on the ground in the firewood room.
The thief leaned over awkwardly and said in a low voice: "Second sister, I'm so hungry, I want to eat too." ” Xia Xiaoju is the youngest in the family, but there is only one eldest sister and three elder brothers, so several cousins and siblings younger than her in the courtyard call her "second sister".
The second sister is actually a very cheerful person, in Ziqing's words, it is clear grievances.
It seems that she has just taken out the sweet potato from the stove, and there is grass ash on it, which is very hot, and the two hands keep "fluttering" there alternately, but the sweet fragrance drills into the nostrils, stirring up the gluttonous worms in the stomach, cooing, Ziqing feels even hungrier.
Xia Xiaoju leaned outside vigilantly, saw that Xiaoxi was alone, and said, "Your father didn't give you food, give you half."
She exhaled, broke the sweet potato in half, and handed Ziqing a copy.
There are cousins and siblings in the courtyard who are fourteen or fifteen years old, the younger one is only one or two years old and crawls on the ground, the eldest uncle's family has five, the second uncle's family has three, plus Xia Xi himself, there are nine, usually which family gets something to eat, they have to be surrounded by a swarm of bees, the big and small ones are so staring at you, if you give it, I'm afraid that you won't be able to get a bite, if you don't give it, she is not afraid of their pitiful little eyes, but afraid that those guys will go to their parents to complain.
So at this time, Xia Xiaoju saw that Xia Xi was the only one, so she put her mind at ease.
The person who said the little ghost is referring to her, who is only eight years old now, but she knows a lot of things, in short, she is much more "thief" than Xia Xi.
Ziqing responded: "Anyway, it looks like I can't eat lunch" As soon as she spoke, she felt a little inappropriate, because she felt that the way she spoke now was different from the original owner.
The original owner has always been a relatively dull person, belonging to the type of person who buries his head in work, and his current body is barely four years old, barely enough to run, burn fires, and hand bowls.
No matter how sensible you are, you can't speak so fluently.
While she lowered her head and nibbled on the bright red and steaming sweet potatoes, she subconsciously looked at Xia Xiaoju, for fear that the other party would see that something was wrong.
Sure enough, she glanced up, and just met Xia Xiaoju's eyes, just when Ziqing thought that the other party really saw through her clues, Xia Xiaoju thought thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "Oh, I remembered, I went to the field to cut pigweed this morning, and I saw with my own eyes that the third uncle and the old lame man in the ditch went to the direction of the market town, and I told my mother, she said don't go to your mother, now she has a big belly, and if she knows it, she will definitely quarrel again, but complain about others' mouths" She said vaguely while eating, lowered his head and took a bite hard, and added nonchalantly, "The third uncle must have gone to drink again."
No wonder."
"But how did you learn elves this time, you know that you came to me to find something to eat" Xia Xiaoju took a bite of the soft sweet potato, exhaled and asked vaguely.
Ziqing subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, "Follow the second sister to eat, the second sister is the best." ” Xia Xiaoju stretched out her hand and patted Ziqing on the head, Ziqing wanted to turn her head to hide, but after thinking about it, there are more places to rely on the other party in the future, and now you have to build a good relationship.
I used to pat other people's heads by myself, but now I have others rubbing my own had a meal at the uncle's house, and in the afternoon Xia Xiaoju went to school, Ziqing went to dig herbs with a basket on his back.
With such a small body, Rao is Ziqing has great ability, and he can't "escape" from this mountain.
And according to the original plot, Xia's mother will definitely be beaten by the drunken and crazy Xia's father tonight, and then go into labor.
At that time, it was because of excessive bleeding and then there was no nutritional supplement for the body, so the whole person was completely destroyed from body to spirit.
Now, anyway, if you don't do some of these things now, what can you do, go outside with the cousins in the yard and play wildly, or play in the mud on the ground with your cousins who are younger than you simply don't waste your medical expertise and so many lifetimes of life experience, don't use it in vain.
Ziqing felt that in fact, he was still very similar to the original owner sometimes, born with hard work.
The difference is that the time and space in which she lives has evolved to a higher level of human civilization.
So she is lucky, but this kind of experience must wait until she has tasted more unfortunate lives to realize it, and she really responds to the sentence "If you haven't suffered hardship, you don't know what sweetness is".
In the early years, these mountains were full of treasures, roe deer, hares, and even wild bears and jackals in the depths of the forest, and there were many wild vegetables and herbs.
However, most of the surrounding hillsides are bare, which was caused by indiscriminate felling of steel and iron making during the Great Y Advance a few years ago.
In addition, the people in the neighborhood were all poor and crazy, and in those years there was no firewood to burn and no food to eat, and everything that could be eaten by grass roots and bark entered people's stomachs.
So there are only a few small saplings and weeds gnawed by cattle and sheep on the nearby hills, and in some places there are rocks that have been washed out by the rain.
Ziqing's eyesight and sense of smell are more sensitive than ordinary people, so there are still many "superior" than the original owner.
Ziqing carried a basket about the same height as himself, carried a sickle embroidered, climbed to the hillside one by one, raised his eyes and looked, layers of fields along the mountain slope one by one spread on the hillside, like covering the hillside with a blanket of yellow velvet, the world is yellow in April, the sun is shining, some yellow blankets seem to be cut off, revealing the yellow-brown land, and there is still a short straw stubble on it.
Some are cutting veins, tying bundles, and stacking in the field, and some have not yet begun to harvest.
At the foot of the hill on the other side is the original owner's house, on which all the straw has been harvested, but it seems that some straw is still scattered on it.
The "left" thing that Xia Mu said before was to let Xia Zhengming pick up the ears of wheat that fell in the ground, Ziqing's eyes were sharp, and the basket was thrown on a stone bud at the foot of the ground, with a calm expression.
His gaze swept slightly, and he looked farther away, and the mountains were stacked like daisies, except for the nearby slopes that were bare by man, and the distant peaks were like ink, presumably the vegetation on them had not been destroyed in previous years.
It was the fourth month of the lunar calendar, and she also found some wild sand cucumbers, gastrodia, and codonopsis in these grass cages.
As for those herbs such as Huoxiang, perilla, Bupleurum chinensis, and plantain, there are even more. t1706231537: