Du Yun was still weak, so she was not asked to work in the field, although her grandmother scolded and scolded her, but she didn't really pull her to do anything. After eating breakfast www.biquge.info the adults went to the ground, the children went out to play, and Du Yun lay back on the kang to sleep.

But for Du Yun, sleeping or anything is a floating cloud, at this time, if you can give yourself a full meal, especially some meat, I believe that I will recover my strength soon. Helplessly, the family really didn't even have extra food, so they could only sleep.

Listening to the crackling sound of the fire outside, and smelling the smell of firewood in the air, Du Yun knew that this was her mother cooking.

Because it is not the time when the farm is busy, in order to save money and food, usually at this time, the people in the village eat two meals, so it is only about three o'clock in the afternoon, but the Du family has gone back one after another.

"Mother, I'll help you." Du Yun got off the ground with her forehead and slept all morning, her head was still slightly swollen and painful, but looking at the back of the slightly rickety mother squatting in front of the stove pit, Du Yun's heart seemed to be pinched by a hand.

"Hey!" Du Yunniang turned her head to look at Du Yun, distress flashed in her eyes, she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say a few words, but she didn't know what to say, she only muttered, "If only we had white noodles in our house, I would be able to make you some pimple soup." ”

"Mother, I'm fine, didn't I eat egg custard in the morning?" Du Yun looked at the honest and cowardly mother, who was not yet forty years old, there were already wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, white hair on her head, and her hands were rough and full of calluses because of her perennial labor, and her heart couldn't help but feel sour.

I finally have a mother who loves me, do I still have to make her suffer so much? Du Yun's heart was a little uncomfortable, she lowered her head and looked at the flames in the stove pit, the mother and daughter sat together in silence, and for a while they could only hear the sound of firewood and grass crackling and burning.

After a while, the water in the pot boiled, and Du Yun watched her mother scoop up a small half pot of bud rice noodles, but she wanted to make an afternoon meal for a large family, only to feel a sour feeling in her heart. This family is really poor.

In the three adobe rooms, more than a dozen people were squeezed and squeezed, and in order to save food, they could only eat two meals a day, not to mention, and the meals were all thin. Even this thin bud rice paste, when boiling it, you must pay attention not to put more bud rice noodles, otherwise you will have to be hungry when the spring is not harvested next year.

Du Yun stretched out her hand, took the small half pot of budding rice noodles in her mother's hand, scooped two scoops of cold water out of the cracked water tank, and poured the water into the basin and stirred. Because of the discomfort in his heart, the movements in Du Yun's hands were fast and heavy, and it sounded like he was beating.

"Yun, don't be angry, you also know the conditions in this family, you can't afford to eat, how can I make up any dowry for you, it's hard to say ......kiss without a dowry" Du Yunniang still wanted to say something to comfort Du Yun, looking at Du Yun's eyes so clear, she suddenly seemed to be gagged, and she couldn't speak anymore.

Du Yunniang sighed, her face was slightly hot, she hated herself for thinking about her left before, how could she marry Du Yun and exchange money for her son to marry a daughter-in-law? If it weren't for this, how could Du Yun have suffered a loss and couldn't rest for so many days?

Even if he said the flowers, he couldn't erase the guilt in his heart, not to mention that he was clumsy and couldn't say anything, Du Yunniang opened her mouth in embarrassment, wiped her face with her cuffs, and walked to the cutting board to clean up the dishes silently.

Du Yun also fell silent, holding a large soup spoon in his hand, slowly stirring the bud rice paste in the pot. A small half pot of bud rice noodles, with a large pot of boiling water, makes the bud rice paste very thin, and when the soup spoon with the iron spoon head tied to the branch is stirred inside, it does not feel thick at all, as if it is stirring in the clear water.

Du Yun sighed softly and looked at the vegetables in her hand on the other side, fortunately, there are still a lot of beans, eggplants, peppers and the like in the garden, although there is no meat, there is no shortage of vegetables. If it is winter, except for the stored Chinese cabbage and potatoes, and the dumplings with sauerkraut filling during the Chinese New Year, the family will have nothing to eat.

Looking around the home of these three adobe houses, Du Yun has a deep sadness in her heart, and she has the impression that the family is busy all year round, but she can only barely starve to death, and she lives so poorly, it is no wonder that her grandmother wants to use her own family affairs to make her life better.

The Du family's next day's meal is a bowl of cold bud rice paste per person, and the reason why it is cooled is because the bud rice paste is more viscous when it is cold than when it is hot, and it feels more full. Rao is such a mush, with stewed beans and eggplants with no oil and water at all, it is a delicacy that the family has been looking forward to since breakfast.

The place at the head of the house is small, and there are more than a dozen people living together, but there is only one kang table, so it is naturally impossible for everyone to eat at the table. In addition to Du Yun's grandparents, there are also Du Yun's father, second uncle, and third uncle, who are qualified to sit at the kang table, and the rest of the people have to find their own places.

The older boys are more bold, carrying a large bowl out of the house, squatting in the courtyard and squatting in the yard, while the younger children are standing or squatting on the edge of the kang to eat.

Although Du Yun has been through for half a month, she still can't adapt to such a crowded and cramped day, standing in the kitchen in a daze and watching the family walk around looking for their own places, they don't even know where they want to sit and eat.

"Sister, the little bench is for you!" At this time, Du Yun was pulled by a pair of small hands, and when she looked down, she saw that it was her little sister, Du Yin, who was only four years old now.

The small Du Yin looked at Du Yun with blank eyes, and saw Du Yun obediently sitting on the small bench he had moved, her big black eyes narrowed together with a smile, and she sat down next to Du Yun with a look of envy.

"Du Yin is so good." Du Yun reached out and touched Du Yin's yellow and soft hair because of malnutrition, only to feel that the sadness in her heart flowed out irrepressibly, hating herself for being too powerless, she hadn't healed her injuries for so long, and she hadn't done anything to make money.

"Yunna, what do you want, eat quickly!" Du Yunniang stuffed a large porcelain bowl into Du Yun's hand, the bowl had been slightly yellowed because it had been used for a long time, and it contained most of the bowl of bud rice paste that had been slightly solidified.

"Oh, good." Du Yun subconsciously responded, seeing that Du Yin was already eating with relish, so she took a sip of paste from the bowl.

The paste was cold, the texture was a little sticky, but there was no taste at all, Du Yun subconsciously took the chopsticks and wanted to pick up the dishes, but found that there were a total of six or seven women and children in the kitchen, and all the dishes were only stewed on half a plate on the stove.

Du Yun looked up at everyone, she and Du Yin still had a small bench to sit on, her own mother and her second aunt, but there was no place to sit, one person served half a bowl of bud rice paste, and stood on the stove to eat.

Du Yun held the bowl and looked at the half of the plate stewed with no vegetarian and no fragrance at all, and only felt dry in his mouth. And it was such a meal, it could be seen that everyone around him was still eating very fragrant and satisfied, and Du Yun was sad again, and the urge to make money was even stronger, it would be good if he could open his brain.

There are many people, less vegetables, and less mush, and the meal is quickly finished, when Du Yun was silent to help clean up the dishes, he heard the neighbor's dog outside start barking, and then he heard Du Yun's grandmother in the house say in a loud voice, Mrs. Dong is here!