Jun Zimo untied a rabbit from the trap, tied his paws with straw rope and stuffed it into the cloth pocket he carried. Ordinary hunters' clips are marked, and rarely move others. However, after a big flood, all the rules were thrown out of order. In the past, the rules were observed, but the cost of fighting did not match the income, so it was better to draw a line with each other, and everyone would not enter the river water. When it comes to the season when there is no food, it depends on whose fist is bigger. The trap is rusty, and it can still hold prey like this, which is an unexpected joy. When you enter the mountain, you will have a good color, and Junzimo is in a very good mood.

Her dexterous body shuttles through the forest, and since the flood, she has survived on this hill to the west of the city. Two fists are invincible to four hands, before she insisted on recruiting her son-in-law to annoy everyone in the clan, and the clan not only did not give her rice and noodles, but stole her family's food storage while she was careless. Several steals, both from their own homes and from outside, tossed the courtyard of the two entrances without even a chair. The skins that were saved for the winter were also called stealing. The clan is determined to send out that kind of wealth - after the catastrophe, all the fields will be given to the displaced people, and the Jun family will not be able to get it. On the contrary, she is not as calculating as her. Especially in her cousin's house, as long as she is gone, she will take hundreds of acres of land and the foundation of a house in the city into her arms. There's no better business than this.

Junzi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and the kind-hearted people in the clan said that her life was hard, and the foreign family was originally a single family here, and the elders were all gone. A woman can't even enter the ancestral hall, and she doesn't speak loudly. If it weren't for the good martial arts she learned from her grandfather since she was a child, I am afraid that she would be grieved in that fireworks and willow alley. After seeing all the faces of the clan, Junzi Mo refused to do what they wanted. She didn't drink the light rice soup for disaster relief, so she simply plunged into the mountains to catch rabbits and birds. If you are lucky, you can exchange half of the rabbit for some food and eat it for a few days, and if you are unlucky, you can burn a few sparrows so that you don't starve to death. Jiangxi since ancient times tiger plague rampant, this forest is not nothing, there were many people hunting before, tigers also know to avoid people, after the flood people can not go, the animals began to run rampant, and there are run to the city to take children. Hunting in the forest hangs by a thread, but Junzimo would rather let the tiger eat than fall into the hands of the clansmen. At least the tiger didn't want to exchange her for some silver, and squeeze oil out of her bones.

I jumped up the tree in three or two, and even dug out several bird's nests to no avail. Autumn is coming, and even chickens don't want to lay eggs, let alone wild birds. It was easy to get three or five, and I didn't know what to do for a while. In the past, I got a bird's egg, and I poured it directly into my mouth to satisfy my stomach. Today, I want to bring it back, but I am afraid that the eggshell will be fragile and will break if I don't stay in the city. After thinking for a while, he looked at the rabbit in the cloth pocket again, and simply jumped off the tree and turned back.

The grass and trees on the road were yellow, and the corpses scattered on the side of the road were only skeletons. A big flood, more than half of the people in Nanchang died, the corpses in the city and the political envoy also asked people to pick up and burn them to prevent the plague, and the suburbs could only wait for the beasts to clean up. At the turn of spring and summer, it is the time for tigers to raise their cubs, and with so much food, the tigress's cubs can all live. When the tiger cubs grow up next year, it will be another disaster. Jun Zimo held the corner of her forehead, otherwise why would she have been half-slave and half-hired to the county lord's house? Next year, this mountain forest that protects her will not be able to enter.

Walking into the city, some people stared at her bulging pockets, and they could guess that they were either rabbits or bamboo rats by looking at the shape. Rabbits are common, and the taste is ordinary, but bamboo rats are more valuable. The victims on the side of the road looked at the cloth bag and swallowed their saliva, and a few of them were ready to move. The gentleman does not squint, only puts the fire in his hand. The gun is like a golden hoop stick, and it is small in order to calm the night. Junzi Mo is famous for her murder, and now I see her changing shotguns and playing with fire. guns, even more dare not provoke. They all quietly retreated, staring at other prey.

After a few turns, I entered an alley. The ruins on both sides, through the landslide, you can see the shacks built with wooden planks and rags and straw mats in the messy courtyard. Those who are able to move go out early to forage for food, and in the mountains and rivers, wherever there is food, they will look for it. It's a pity that the tigers, jackals and wild boars in the mountains and forests in the western suburbs are not easy to mess with, and they don't dare to go without diamond diamonds.

Finally reached the goal, and there was no half of the people in the shack. Jun Zimo thought about it, went to the well again, and sure enough, he saw a thin woman with a child.

Jun Zimo called softly: "Uncle! ”

The woman raised her head, saw that it was Jun Zimo, and reluctantly pulled out a smile, and the work in her hands did not stop. On the side, a chubby little girl helped rub small pieces of clothing with her hands. There was no really fat child in the year of the disaster, and the little girl was simply swollen with hunger. Jun Zimo smiled at the little girl: "Open your mouth!" ”

The little girl opened her mouth as she was told, and a raw bird egg slipped into her throat. I didn't taste it, I just sighed. The gentleman Motong only got five in total, so he fed her three in one go, and handed two more to the woman: "Take a breath." ”

The woman smiled and said, "Eat it yourself, I've washed these, and my aunt's family can give you something to eat." ”

Junzi Mo smiled: "I'm full." ”

The woman is the aunt of Junzi Mo's distant family, and the aunt Zou is the current wife of the Jun family. The patriarch's family is rich, and it has been relieved for a few months, and the maids and servants have drowned a lot, and they can't ask the old lady to wash their own clothes, so they set aside some work for the orphans and widows in the clan, and ask them to earn food by the way. The division of work in the clan is to take care of orphans and widows, which is also the priority of having sons. The Zou family only has one daughter, the Jun family, and she asked her to keep it before, and she didn't miss her bite of food, and she earned a good reputation by the way. But when the disaster hits, there are few people to live, and she can't mix it up. It was still her honest and diligent, conscientious and conscientious work, and she didn't say much, so the sect woman was relieved and asked her to help with the laundry.

Although Junzimo's parents died, she was barely a young lady, and it was okay to ask her to study and practice martial arts, and to ask her to do laundry, cook, clothes, shoes and socks, which was absolutely impossible. In the past, the trivial affairs at home were taken care of by the Zou family, and the Zou family's daughter Xiao Duoer followed, and then brought two girls and an old man to guard the door, which was the manpower of the Junzi Mo family. After the disaster, Junzi Mo struggled to survive by himself, and he could only take care of one or two occasionally. For example, today, if there are many mouths, they will be sent, which can be regarded as a report for the friendship that the Zou family has taken care of for many years.

Zou ate the remaining two bird eggs with Jun Zimo's hand and continued to do the laundry. Junzimo waited quietly aside, waited for her to finish washing her clothes, and set the fire. The gun was thrown to the Zou family, and he carried it back to the shack where the Zou family lived with a wooden bucket in one hand. This generation is inhabited by poor Jun clansmen, and the security is not bad. helped Zou hang his clothes on bamboo poles, and picked up two firewood sticks on the makeshift stove by the shack to make a fire.

Zou was taken aback: "What are you going to do?" ”

Jun Zimo lowered his head and set up the fire and said, "Roast rabbit." ”

Xiao Duo'er immediately drooled.

Zou smiled bitterly: "If you burn here, people from all over the street will come." Let's take the pot and stew. ”

When Jun Zimo heard this, he had to put out the fire: "That's it, I'll go and command the yamen to burn it, and go back and bring it to you with a food box." ”

The Zou family didn't know that Junzi Mo hugged Tingfang's thigh, everyone in the city was struggling to survive, and there was no time to chew their tongues, and any news was slow, and the Zou family didn't know anything about the outside world. couldn't help but pat his niece and daughter: "This time is different from the past, you don't cause trouble!" ”

Jun Zimo thought about it for a long time, and he didn't know how to explain to an illiterate and honest uncle, so he had to say: "I can be regarded as a girl by the county lord." "Mixing with girls every day, it doesn't seem to be bad.

I didn't know that Zou's tears came down, and he choked and said: "That one who killed a thousand knives, how did you force you to be a girl?" Your dad is a showman!! How can you be a girl? ”

Jun Zimo hurriedly waved his hand: "I didn't sign the deed, so I won't go over to help." It's a bit against her will to say it, Tingfang doesn't need her to do anything around her, just a casual eater. He said again, "Learn to become a martial artist, and the goods are with the emperor's family!" However, it is also the duty to accompany the county lord to talk. What's more, their family still gives them food, don't worry about my food in the future. I don't want to leave you much, so I have a bite left over for you to eat. Existing at home is cheaper than others. ”

Zou sighed lightly: "If you have a stutter, it's fine." Then he asked, "I have heard a few ears about the county lord, and the guest of honor has been appointed as a commander, and there are many soldiers under his hands, you have to take a closer look, if there is a suitable family, it is not easy to open your mouth, so come and tell me, I will go to the matchmaker for you." If you're alone, without a man to protect you, they'll want to skin you alive. You can actually climb to the county lord's house, and then find someone with martial arts, so that you can keep that piece of wealth. ”

Junzi Mo was talking, and Xiao Duo'er's stomach growled several times. Zou's eyes were sour, and he got up and took his daughter's hand: "Let's go, go to my uncle's grandmother's house to ask for a bowl of porridge." ”

Junzi Mo hurriedly stopped: "If you want porridge, eat rabbit meat with me." ”

Zou sighed: "You are a girl, you went out hunting, and you were embarrassed to eat the rabbit meat at home?" Why don't you go to the Lord's house quickly. Take a good errand and get through everything this year. "This kid is really used to being a young lady, and he doesn't understand anything about the world.

Junzimo and Zou have never talked more than half a sentence, but they were often taken care of by her when they were young, and she also made clothes, shoes and socks. The new official took office with three fires, and Xu Jingchang became the commander of the capital, so he compiled the remaining soldiers in the city. Coupled with the people they brought with them, with guns and bows, the rabbits in the forest had already suffered from the seedlings. Cui Rong also raised a pair of small children in a bamboo cage to play tricks. But Zou has the right idea and refuses to eat it no matter what. Jun Zimo had no choice but to carry the rabbit back to the commander's yamen, exchange a few meat buns with the kitchen, and wrap them in paper for his cousin to eat.

At this moment, someone came and said, "Miss Jun, the county lord is invited." 166 Reading Network