Chu Ying put on all the clothes she could find, hid in the corner of the wall and shivered, looking at the thatched house leaking rain, she couldn't help but feel sad, and the tears she couldn't hold back still flowed down uncontrollably.

touched the sackcloth on the head of this body, and cried: "Why don't you use some force to die again?" Get the old lady to such a place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't, ah......" Chu Ying's small fist smashed, and the broken wooden board behind her broke a hole again, and the cold wind blew inside.

Chu Ying was already crying without tears, and since she woke up in the morning she saw this scene that was difficult to adapt to, she was originally on a survey mission in the primeval forest, but she just fell into the mountains, and she didn't know why she got to this broken place.

Thinking about the stupid look that ran out to meet people like crazy in the morning, it was really not easy, took out the gnocchi that was slowly a little hot on the chest, and when the rain stopped, I would like to thank Brother Wang next door, if I went out to sprinkle and fainted at that time and didn't carry him back, maybe I would have been arrested by the villagers as a madman.

Chu Ying finished biting the gnocchi that was only half the size of a palm, and got up to check again to see if there was anything to eat in this broken house. There was only a fire made of stones on the dirt floor, and a clay pot with a little bit of flour in it.

There was only one or two pieces of wood next to the pile of gray stones, and it was even more impossible to find wood in the heavy rain outside the house, Chu Ying swallowed his saliva and wrapped his clothes tighter.

Chu Ying moved to another corner and curled up, thinking about roast chicken and rice in her dreams. The cold wind and the belly screamed, Chu Ying woke up several times, and when she woke up again, the sky was still gray, but the rain had stopped, and Chu Ying jumped up happily.

Although Brother Wang is a neighbor, there are still 5 or 6 basketball courts apart, and Chu Ying decided to repair the broken roof first, so as not to suffer again when it rains. I touched my stomach, which I couldn't scream, and tried to think about the lake I saw yesterday, and it was already dawn when I found it.

Chu Ying looked at the patches of reeds and cattails and some plants that she didn't know, and she felt a little warm in her heart. I picked the ears of cattails by the lake and put them in my mouth, and I was too anxious to eat, and I also ate the cattails that had turned into fluff several times, and exhaled a few times. It's like a dandelion with floating seeds.

Chu Ying rolled up her sleeves, grabbed the stem of the cattail and pulled it out, and fell into the mud of her buttocks several times, and many of them still had roots. Chu Ying first carried a large handful of cattails to the slightly drier ground, peeled off the stems of the cattails layer by layer, and bit the white part inside, a little sweet, this is a precious carbohydrate.

When her stomach didn't hurt a little, Chu Ying continued to harvest the cattails with difficulty, until she had already piled up into a hill and it was not her own little arms and legs that could be lifted, she wiped the sweat on her face, found a sturdy wooden stick, tied the cattails well, used the wooden stick as a flat burden, and carried it all the way home.

When she arrived at home, Chu Ying sat in the cattail pile, peeled the stems of the cattails, took down the edible parts and roots and put them together, and ate some while peeling them, so that there was only a small pile after peeling them for a long time. When finished, spread out the cattail leaves and take advantage of some sun to dry them first.

Chu Ying looked at the back of the house There was a large area of bushes, and when she got closer, she found that they were all thorns, and they were perennial, and the thorns on the thorns were all old and elders, and she wanted to use local materials, but she could only go to the distance to collect firewood.

Thinking that it was easy, but Chu Ying was unarmed, he could only pick up thin firewood, or use brute force to break some thick branches, looking at the large pile of firewood in front of him and the cracks of different sizes in his hands, he just wanted to look up to the sky and let God drop a knife down.

Chu Ying rubbed her hands that were a little painful, thinking that there might be some stones by the lake, and if you hit them, they might be able to use them as knives. But when I went back to put firewood, I lost time back and forth, so I could only use the grass to roll it into a rope and carry the firewood on my back.

There were some big stones by the lake, Chu Ying smashed several pieces, but they were not very hard, and she lay on the ground tiredly, thinking about the big steamed buns and pickles in the army, she touched her stomach and could only get up and pick stones again.

But there was a slight sting in his hand, and with a flick of his hand, a water snake was thrown to the ground, Chu Ying picked up the stone and smashed it, looking at the little water snake that was dead but still moving, and sucked at the two small red dots that were bitten on his hand.

Chu Ying picked up a relatively sharp stone that had been smashed open, and removed the head of the water snake, which was only the thickness of her little finger, and squeezed out the internal organs. It's quite easy to use small stones, and the stones have a crisp sound when they hit each other, and the material is harder than the stones smashed before.

Chu Ying picked up the small pieces of stones together, and smashed the large ones again, a few of them had sharp cuts, and one of them seemed to be able to make an axe, so that it would be much more convenient to chop wood next time.

There was no way to take away so many stones, so Chu Ying had to sit down and take the cattail leaves and rub them into ropes and then weave them into small baskets. Looking at the bubbles rising in the water, there must be fish in this water, but I threw a few reeds down and didn't see the bottom, thinking that the water was still quite deep. Without knowing the physical condition and water nature of the original owner, Chu Ying did not dare to fish rashly.

After the basket was finished, Chu Ying picked up the stone and the little snake, carried the firewood and went home with difficulty. When passing by other people's houses, the smoke had already risen, Chu Ying was in front of the door, took a few sharp breaths, and continued to walk after sucking her stomach.

"Chu Ying, I thought you went out to fool around again, you picked up this firewood yourself?" On the opposite side, a sturdy and handsome man walked towards him with a flat pole in his hand.

"Yes, Brother Wang, you don't have to fill your stomach first, thank you yesterday." Chu Ying nodded and smiled.

"I'll help you, you're weak and sick, and you can move these things." Before Chu Ying could say no, the things on her shoulders had already been taken away by Brother Wang.

"No, I can." Brother Wang walked in three steps and two steps, and Chu Ying had to follow behind and touch his calf, which was already sore.

"The day after tomorrow is your mother's first seventh, when the time comes, come to our field to pick some vegetables, it's good to offer, forget that you still can't cook, when my mother is ready, I'll send it to you."

Chu Ying was a little surprised when she heard this, she thought that the original owner was an orphan, but now it seems that she still has a mother, but she left first.

"Okay, thanks." Brother Wang looked at Chu Ying bowing her head and not making a sound, knowing that she was sad again, when she woke up sick and looked at her mother's tombstone, she cried and bumped into it.

"Chu Ying, you sold your 10 acres of wasteland earlier, or you will have to pay taxes at the end of the year." Chu Ying couldn't take a step when she heard this.

"Brother Wang, how much tax do you have to pay for one acre of wasteland? My mother didn't tell me where my land was. Chu Ying felt that she had made a big deal out of it.

"Just the 10 acres of land around your house, your house is the one who used to watch the land. Your land is poor, 1 yuan per acre. If you don't sell it, you will have to pay 1 tael of silver at the end of the year. Brother Wang looked at the cattail leaves spread out in front of Chu Ying's house.

"Is the house leaking again? I'll help you. Brother Wang put down the firewood, pulled up his trouser legs, jumped up and looked at the house.

"Is that all? What's missing? As he spoke, he picked up the cattail leaves and threw them on the house, moving smoothly and skillfully.

"There's another side to it." Chu Ying sat on the cattail leaves, looking at the wild grass around the house and the bushes behind, her heart ached, and she didn't even have the heart to fill her stomach.

Wang Youli repaired the roof and saw that Chu Ying was thinking about things and left by herself, looking at Chu Ying's small back, her heart was full of pity, the 8-year-old child suddenly lost his parents and had to pay taxes, so he or she hurried to do some coolies to earn some money to help her.

Chu Ying was like a puppet that had dropped the line, lying on the ground weakly, staring at the blue sky with blank eyes, and then looking at the room, closing her eyes and thinking about nothing.