When she woke up hungry, it was almost dark, Chu Ying ate the cattail stem, used the previous basket to pack the cattail root, and then rubbed a rope to hang the basket on the beam, higher than the ground, saving moisture and mold.

Spreading cattail leaves on the ground can keep out some of the cold air on the ground and warm it up a little. Chu Ying's small body trembled from time to time, not because of the cold, but because she was crying in a muffled voice, and she fell asleep at night when she cried.

Chu Ying watched the sky cool to bright, and her body didn't move, as if she was dead. A big spider slowly climbed up her face, Chu Ying grabbed it, pinched off her head, stuffed it into her mouth, barely swallowed it, and poked her fingers at the cattail root hanging on the beam.

Although I remembered the flower chicken made by my mother countless times, I touched my stomach that was about to collapse, and I just wanted to slap myself, sleep with your sister, and get up to find something to eat.

Chu Ying took out the stone she found yesterday, sharpened all the sharper ones that could be used, took out a wooden root that was still holding a relatively convenient one, used a small blade against it, smashed it down with a stone, put a big stone in the gap, fixed both ends with a rope, tied it a few times, and it was quite powerful with a few swings, and another big stone was also concocted in the same way.

Chu Ying tied the rope with the 5 small blades where he shook hands. Looking at the blade, I thought that I had brought back a small snake yesterday, and when I went out, I saw that it had grown worms, and I wanted to blame myself for losing my strength, so I ate some cattail roots, and cleaned up and went out to forage for food.

When he was a few steps away from home, he heard the sound of Xi Xi Suosuo, and saw some gray and white things shuttling in the grass, Chu Ying picked up the stone and smashed it. When I ran over, I saw a gray-white rabbit that was smashed and still struggling.

Chu Ying grabbed it with her hand, closed her eyes, and broke the rabbit's neck with all her might, but the original owner's body was relatively weak, and it took a lot of effort to kill the rabbit. Seeing that his hands were covered with blood, he quickly took the rabbit home and hoisted a bucket of water to prepare for cleaning.

Little by little, the knife cut under the rabbit's skin, and in a short time a rabbit was lying on a cattail leaf. Rabbit skin Chu Ying made a triangle with three wooden sticks, fixed it with a rope, and stretched the rabbit skin apart. Tear off some of the small flesh on top.

Chu Ying picked up the two stones next to the stone pile, thinking that it should be the original flint, but it was useless to use it many times, and the skinned rabbit didn't wait for anyone, so she had to hurry up and make a fire.

I had no choice but to take a relatively smooth piece of wood, drill wood into the wood with a small hole to make a fire, and sprinkle a little bit of carbon powder on the small hole.

After working for a long time, sweating a little, finally some sparks, put them in the dried cattail leaves, and blew them with their mouths, and the smoke rose, and suddenly the flames came out, and they were put on a small wooden pile and slowly added firewood.

Chu Ying wiped her face with her clothes, feeling that she was too useless, she couldn't even use flint, and she really lost the face of the special forces.

Chu Ying inserted wood with branches on both sides of the fire, and skewered rabbit meat on the middle shelf, although it was a small rabbit, the meat was still considerable.

As the tongue of fire licked back and forth on the rabbit's body, the rabbit's meat slowly deepened, squeaking with oil, and the aroma filled the entire room, Chu Ying couldn't help laughing.

"Little rabbit, you are really sacrificing your life for righteousness, this fearless spirit is worthy of praise, you can rest assured, I will definitely treasure every inch of your flesh."

When it was baked, Chu Ying feasted, and after a while, only the bones were left, Chu Ying licked the bones and licked them, still reminiscing about the delicious rabbit meat just now.

Chu Ying licked the oil from the corners of her mouth cleanly, looked at the sky at the door, and felt that life was actually quite good. But when Chu Ying didn't hunt a rabbit in an afternoon, she felt that God was too weak.

There were several times when the rabbit was about to be caught, but as soon as the rabbit shrank its body and fled into the thorn bush, it was difficult for him to go to the thorn field without thick fur, so he could only beat the ground and cry bitterly.

Tired of crying, Chu Ying could only go to the lake to collect cattails, at least cattails can be obtained by labor, but the rabbit in the morning is really a blind cat encountering a dead mouse.

When they were about to get home, they met Brother Wang, who came back from chopping wood, and the two walked together. "Chu Ying, do you eat this every day?"

"Yes, it's not bad, it's just that it's cold, you can't eat too much." Chu Ying looked at Brother Wang dressed neatly, and his house was a courtyard with two entrances, and his family background should not be thin, so he really couldn't get along, so it was better to marry him.

"Hmm." Chu Ying saw that Brother Wang continued to walk, and when she thought of the dirty thoughts she had just made, it was really shameful, as a modern person, how could she use this method to get mixed up? If this is known by the squad leader, it will be 10 kilometers away.

As soon as Chu Ying and Brother Wang walked to Wang's house, a fierce mother-in-law rushed over with a kitchen knife in her left hand and a kitchen knife in her right hand, scolding in her mouth.

"Erdan, let you leave this plague god alone, you're still disobedient, aren't you? Her mother went to the Xianling Temple to climb the mountain and pray for her, but she came back with her life but still wanted to die, so how could her mother stand it. Come with me. Brother Wang stepped forward to stop his mother, who was a little excited, and motioned for Chu Ying to hurry up.

Chu Ying touched the scabbed scar on her forehead, and seemed to understand something, the mother of the original owner loved the original owner so much, and she had to live even more. Even if you have no money, no food, and only a broken house, you have to live strongly.

Chu Ying came home and opened the cattail ear, took out all the flocculent inside and put it on the jacket, the cattail can be said to be full of treasures, it can be ground in summer, and it can be used as a good fire in winter and autumn. Both the stems and roots are good carbohydrates.

But the amount of one collection is too small, I don't have a big container to hold, tomorrow you can make a few baskets with reeds by the lake and carry them on your shoulders, and you can also bring more cattails.

After all the cattails are finished, there is a half-coat of weight, and some more may be collected to survive the winter, and I don't know if this is the south or the north, and how cold it will be in winter.

Chu Ying picked up the stone axe and prepared to go and see those bushes, first, to chop some to make firewood, and second, to open up a way to find the rabbit's nest. But some thorns still cut Chu Ying's arm. Chu Ying tied it with a straw rope and dragged it back directly, and she didn't know how many holes she would get when she hugged it.

On the way, Chu Ying has been paying attention to these weeds, since Brother Wang said that these are his own wasteland, the grass is also counted, and it may be sold to make food for livestock.

And I don't know if there will be some garbage in the city that can be picked up, thinking of this, Chu Ying couldn't help but cry bitterly.

In the next two days, Chu Ying processed the cattails and stems and roots by the lake and put them in a back basket made of reed poles, although it was a little rough but it could also hold many things, with such a good velvet as cattail, it was much easier for Chu Ying to make a fire.

In the lake, Chu Ying also put a few fishing traps made of reeds, using earthworms dug in the soil as bait, expecting a stupid little fish to drill into it, and when she got home, it was already dark.

After lighting the fire, Chu Ying continued to peel the cattail velvet, the weather was slowly getting a little cold, even if she wore 3 clothes, it was still a little cold when she went out in the morning.

You'll have to buy some cloth to make a pile of paper, or two of them together. However, needlework is still a problem, it is really the seven things that open the door - firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, Chu Ying, who is still hovering on the food and clothing line, just wants to be able to eat.