Chapter 13 Borrowed Food

Qin Mo asked Xiangxiang to stand up and instructed him kindly. And emphasized that she had to say the words 'will definitely be repaid', for fear that this Aunt Li was afraid that her family would be poor and she would not be able to repay it, so she would not borrow.

Knowing that the incense had passed, Qin Mo started the work of cooking each meal here, filling the jar, filling the water in the jar, and then blowing the fire with a fire breaker to ignite it, and then putting the firewood from the dead leaves into it.

But the fire was lit with leaves, and then the man blew gently into the stove to see that the flame grew little by little, and then slowly added small branches and firewood to it.

Qin Mo was lighting the fire here, and from a distance, he heard the family next door, the family that Xiangxiang had just gone to find - Aunt Li's house, Aunt Li was now at home, and her screaming voice could even be heard by Qin Mo who was here.

Borrow?! What do you take back when you borrow it...

Qin Mo probably knew what the situation was.

There was silence below and I couldn't hear it, it should be what Xiangxiang was saying, and I couldn't hear it from a distance

After a moment, I heard another loud voice shake up

Your sister said she could pay it back, but she said 'pay it back' as far as there was anything else in your broken house.

Qin Mo listened here, his nose suddenly soured, and his eyes turned red while stirring the fire into the stove.

In fact, this was the first time in Qin Mo that he felt what it was like to be humiliated in the past twenty-three years.

Tears can only be swallowed in the stomach, what's the fun of crying, who will sympathize with you, Qin Mo quickly wiped his eyes dry, his face was calm, pretending that he didn't hear anything, and continued to fan the fire with the broken pu fan.

Sister--!

With a shout, Qin Mo turned around and saw Xiangxiang's small body, his steps were unsteady, and he was holding a large dustpan in his hand, in which he could see fine flour mixed with cornmeal and rice bran at a glance.

Because the dustpan was too big, it was a little difficult for the small body to hold up, and the breath kept panting.

And the contents of the dustpan can be combined into two nest heads.

Qin Mo saw that idea to eat in his heart, and he was full of emotion in his heart.

Anyway, Aunt Li's attitude and speech felt a little mean, but at least she gave it to them.

Sister――

When the little girl struggled to lift the dustpan towards Qin Mo, Qin Mo took it in his hand and listened to Xiangxiang talk.

My aunt said that we don't have to pay it back, but just wait and return the dustpan to her!

Qin Mo was expressionless and put the dustpan away on the bed partner, while busy making the flour with a low face, his expression was cold

Got it!

Aunt Li told them not to pay it back, it was because she despised them from the bottom of her heart and couldn't afford to pay them back, otherwise why would she say the hurtful words just now so loudly, as if she didn't care that the neighbors heard it, after all, Qin Mo still had a small pimple in his heart.

But no matter what, borrowing is borrowing, she will still remember this kindness, although Aunt Li herself said not to pay it back, but how can there be a gift if she borrows something, although it is difficult to make money, but she will still find a way.

Think about what you can do to solve the hunger crisis in front of you.

The water in the small jar was already boiling, and there was a 'doo' sound of stewed soup inside.

Xiangxiang loves to eat Wowotou, although there is not much flour in this place, so she will make it into Wowotou and eat it.

This child may not have eaten a full meal or a good meal since he was born.

Qin Mo thought that he was distressed, so he didn't save this bit of food on it.

The corn flour and rice bran are finely ground and should be ground with a stone mill.

Qin Mo also understands, he has read so many books about explaining ancient times, born in ancient times, poor peasant families generally do not have clean rice to eat, once there is a harvest, the first thing is to hand over most of the good grain to the imperial court, and he can only leave a small part, and sometimes he has to be scraped by some squire in the township, or a small official in the township, and he has to be stripped of a layer.

All the rations that finally went to the peasants were these inferior grains, and there was no pure grain to eat, but had to be mixed with some rice bran, vegetables, or wild vegetables, and they were saved, and they were glued from year to year.

I heard that a few days ago the imperial court sent disaster relief food down, I am afraid that this family has received some of it, only their lonely little sisters are left unattended, like Aunt Li's family, how can Aunt Li be a housekeeper to let her house be hollowed out, it must be that she has saved some food, plus the court disaster relief has sent some more, but it is abundant, otherwise, how can you still eat the nest.

There is such dry food to eat.

Mixed with water and mixed these flours, although Qin Mo had never made a nest, he had seen it on TV and knew how to make it.

Finally, the water boiled, the soup was boiled, and the three nests had been formed.

In the simplest way, Qin Mo thought of a way to put it on and steam, there was no steamer, so it was placed next to the pores of the lid of the jar, the lid had temperature, and the gas from the pores could also be steamed.

Finally, today's lunch at noon was very rich, with a bowl of vegetable soup for one person, and a nest of heads.

Left one, Qin Mo was reluctant to eat it, put it there, make dinner, and fragrant, it can be half per person.

went down, Qin Mo went to the edge of the field again to withstand the rain and cut aloe vera, no matter what, the big hole in this house must be repaired.

The reeds were cut, the sickle was too blunt, and it was not easy to cut, and Qin Mo also used a lot of strength to cut the two cages of reeds.

Then together with Xiangxiang, he took the cut reeds back.

When he returned, he took a stone out, sat down on it, and began to weave the leaves of the reeds, and knotted the leaves of the reeds and the poles with the leaves, and formed rows of long, sheltering things, and then lifted this up and put it on the roof, just enough to cover the most leaky hole