In a blink of an eye, half a month has passed, summer is gradually coming to an end, autumn is gradually rising, the originally summer is quite stuffy air, because of the arrival of autumn, began to become refreshing, vaguely with a little coolness.

During the day, it was fine, but at night, Sangwa only had two thin clothes on her body, and there was no place to take it, so she could only curl up in a ball by herself to resist the autumn chill.

What's more, the sweet potatoes in his hand can only last for a while, and the sweet potatoes in the backyard will not be harvested until November at the earliest.

"Alas......" Duoduo was very sad about this, secretly glanced at the very thin body in the corner, and then looked at the dirt that looked very solid on the ground, Duoduo couldn't help but shake his head again.

Her "golden father" is more porcelain than a porcelain doll, with small arms and legs, which look like they will break when touched, and she is embarrassed to let him dig the ground. Originally, I was thinking about whether to raise him anymore, and I would talk about it when he grew up and became stronger. But now her "golden father" can't eat enough and don't have warm clothes, in case of an accident, people may be gone......

"Alas......" Duoduo sighed again, how should she keep him fed and clothed!

The mulberry in the corner listened to the sigh not far away, and some wrinkles appeared between her eyebrows.

In the past few days, the female ghost sometimes stared at the pile of sweet potatoes beside him and sighed, and sometimes stared at the ground and sighed, but without exception, she would always look him up and down a few times, and then sigh even heavier.

Sang Wa looked down at his arm, because of malnutrition, his arm did not have much flesh, and his hands only had to stretch slightly to see the green tendons and bones shining out from under the pale skin.

In fact, he vaguely guessed that this female ghost should be asking him to do something, and several times he could see that this female ghost wanted to talk to him and stopped, but she looked like she wanted to do something and couldn't bear it.

Although Sang Wa is sensitive by nature, she is too young and prone to cranky thoughts. For example, now, his face was slightly flushed, and he was inexplicably a little flustered.

The female ghost always looked at his body, and always stared at his sweet potato and sighed, could it be that she was thinking about fattening him, and then thinking about it...... Thinking about inhaling his yang energy or something? The words and books she has been talking about these days are all the love and love between scholars and ghosts......

Sang Wa touched her hot face and adjusted her slightly rapid breathing in an effort to calm herself.

He won't be deceived by her!, though she tells a good story...... Sang Wa clenched her hands into fists and secretly made up her mind.

She's a ghost, and ghosts are uneasy and kind-hearted things. Although she doesn't look like ......

No, no, get rid of many ideas of arguing, Sang Wa recalled the ghosts who harassed him in the past, his immature little face gradually calmed down, and there was a dark vortex in his dark eyes, and he silently thought about "countermeasures" in his heart.

I don't know that Sang Wa has thought about a lot of hard work, meditated and meditated for two days, and finally came up with a way, a good way to make her "golden father" eat and clothe warm.

After all, her "golden father" still has no money! Many people decided to let the "golden father" go into the city to sell roasted sweet potatoes!

She thought that in the world of the book, no one eats sweet potatoes, and now that the weather is getting cooler, roasted sweet potatoes taste sweet, which is suitable for eating when the weather is cold.

Only if it can survive these months, the sweet potatoes in the backyard can be harvested in November. She can also teach Sangwa to make sweet potato cakes, sweet potato porridge, sweet potato syrup, sweet potatoes and so on......

But the so-called ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. When many people were enthusiastic and pulled Liu Luan and "Golden Father" to finish her thoughts, they only got Sangwa's indifferent sentence: "Don't go." ”

As if someone had poured a basin of cold water, many people immediately felt cold in their hearts.

Dead child, there is not much sweet potato left, what will he eat if he continues like this?

Many people snorted angrily, and folded their fingers to analyze the pros and cons for him: "Look, you don't have many sweet potatoes now, but this winter is coming, you not only need food, you also need winter clothes." ”

Liu Luan on the side nodded contemplatively, indeed, if it continues like this, this child will either starve to death or freeze to death.

Sangwa's eyes flashed with all the past and the past, her face suddenly sank, and she immediately retorted: "I can go up the mountain to find more sweet potatoes." The tone was unexpectedly casual.

Many people were angry with his attitude, and they were a little anxious, so they asked rhetorically, and their tones were raised a little: "Then can you find it?"

Liu Luan was taken aback, it was the first time she had spoken like this.

I saw that Sangwa's face was even more gloomy, and he looked straight ahead in silence, with no joy or anger in his eyes.

Liu Luan tugged at the sleeves of his shirt and shook his head schematically.

Duoduo realized that his tone was wrong, and hurriedly slowed down his tone: "At the beginning, you only need to roast one or two sweet potatoes, and then sell them, if you can't sell them, you can eat them yourself." If it sells well, you bake more, it's a no-lose deal. ”

The more Duoduo thought about it, the more feasible it became, staring at the boy in front of him without blinking.

Sang Wa was still silent.

As time passed, many people still didn't say anything, and a little anger came out in their hearts. The two confronted each other, and the atmosphere became inexplicably a little bit of **.

For a long time, Liu Luan on the side was worried about how to alleviate this situation, and Sang Wa was dumbfounded, with a little self-deprecation on her face: "No one will want to buy it." ”

They didn't even want to come near him, so how could they possibly buy it?

Many people want to refute it, but they haven't tried it, how can he know.

The young man's voice was even more hoarse, the self-deprecation on his face was even worse, and there was affirmation between his words: "Really, no one will buy it." ”

After saying that, he ignored many of them, and went back to the corner to sleep by himself.

When she turned her head and turned her back to Duoduo, a tear quietly fell from the corner of Sangwa's eye.

Many people sighed in their hearts, and the fire that had just come out was extinguished, but a dull feeling that was indescribable rose instead.

Liu Luan also chuckled in his heart, and asked in an uncertain whisper, "Duoduo, is he crying?"

She seemed to see water spilling out of the corners of his eyes.

Many silent purses of her lips, she saw it too. He cried.

Duoduo showed a little frustration on her face, and a little aggrieved, she just wanted to help him, although she also had her own selfishness, but she made him cry.

Dejected, he hung his head and played with his fingers, much annoyed.

Liu Luan saw Duoduo's appearance and persuaded: "Duoduo, I know that you are good for him." ”

Taduo nodded silently.