"Grandma, there are some on the edge of the forest, I didn't look for them carefully, I can definitely eat them." Fang Jing told Grandma in words that she could understand.

Fang Jing picked up two yams and ran to the edge of the ditch, and after washing them in the ditch, she ran back, broke off the two washed yams in her hand, divided them into several portions and handed them to everyone in a small section, picked up one by herself and ate it, with a hint of sweet and crunchy taste.

Everyone watched Fang Jing eat it, and then ate it, and ate it in everyone's mouths, feeling that it tasted good.

"Good, good, good, good to eat, good to eat." Grandma wiped her tears with her hands, and Fang Jing felt that Grandma should be recalling something, or suffering something in her heart.

Fang Jing didn't say anything anymore, and went to the ditch with the basket, Fang Jing didn't want to see these scenes, let alone say anything, he would do his best not to experience this situation too much.

Fang Jing cleaned the yams in the basket, the yams were fragrant when they looked at them, Fang Jing thought about what to cook at night, there was no prey, so he could only dig some wild vegetables and mix yams to eat, this could be regarded as a dish.

Fang Jing cleaned the yam and returned home, and went to the bamboo forest with the bamboo basket that Uncle Dayong had just made today, preparing to dig more bamboo shoots and come back, even if you don't eat it, you can make some dried bamboo shoots and prepare them.

Fang Jing dug up a lot of bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, peeled the shells on the spot, and carried them home, it would be almost three o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Jing returned home, and resisted the hoe and carried the basket to the direction of the forest, and the dog baby followed behind Fang Jing.

Fang Jing dug up some wild vegetables on the edge of the forest, thinking that the sleeve had been down for a few hours, what kind of animal should be able to be covered, so he only carried a basket and walked in the direction of the sleeve, the hoe and wild vegetables were placed on the side of the road, the dog looked at the direction Fang Jing was walking, his eyes were shining, and he was looking forward to a big prey in his heart, so that he could eat the delicious meat made by Brother Jing again.

Fang Jing quickly walked towards the position of the cover, but it was overgrown with weeds and could not move quickly, so he could only remove the weeds and thorns as he walked, saving it on his face, and the gains outweighed the losses.

After walking for half an hour, he finally arrived at the position of the condom, and seeing a pheasant fluttering, Fang Jing walked over and broke the pheasant's neck, threw it into the basket and carried it and then walked to the next condom, and did not forget to tell the dog to be careful.

Fang Jing checked the position of the slings one by one, picked up three pheasants, a rabbit, and a half-dead little roe deer, about thirty catties, the individual is grayish black, unlike the miscellaneous yellow seen in the animal world in the previous life, Fang Jing feels good, this roe deer is enough to eat for several days.

Fang Jing didn't want to go any further, he was ready to return, the prey was there, just enough to eat, not enough to get some wild vegetables, and it was nearly half an hour to go out of the mountain, carry the hoe, put the wild vegetables into the basket, use the hoe to pick the roe deer tied with hemp rope on his shoulder, and carry the basket home in his hand.

When they got home, Aunt Xiu's family and little sister watched Fang Jing come back with wild things, and they were happy in their hearts, tonight's dinner had been settled.

"Jing Wazi is capable, this wild thing can be obtained casually, and this meat can be eaten every day." Aunt Xiu looked at the pheasant, rabbit, and roe deer on the ground with envy.

"Aunt Xiu, kill this roe deer and eat it today, eat more later, this one is quite big, enough to eat." Fang Jing took out a kitchen knife and prepared to bleed the roe deer, but found that there was no basin to hold blood, so she asked the dog baby to go home and get a larger basin to hold blood.

"Jing Wazi, get less, you brothers and sisters keep some food, don't do anything to us." Fang Dayong felt that he couldn't eat it all, so he left some for spare.

"Uncle Dayong, if you don't kill and eat, the meat will be easy to spoil, but I'll peel the rabbit and make it into a salty rabbit to dry it later, so I'm not afraid of running out of food in winter." Fang Jing still wanted to make salted bacon.

After the dog baby came over with a small basin, Fang Jing carried the roe deer with her legs, broke the head of the roe deer, and went down with a knife, and the blood of the deer flowed into the small basin.

It took Fang Jing a lot of effort to peel off the roe deer skin, chop the meat into pieces, put it in the basket after cleaning, and start to wash the rice and cook the rice again, but the object of this fire is like a dog baby, fortunately, the firewood is enough to use today, this is still the firewood that Fang Jing made before.

Fang Jing didn't have too much seasoning to make a big dish, so he could only make a stuffy roe deer meat with some wild vegetables under the existing conditions, a large pot of meat was only the weight of half a roe deer, and the rest of the roe deer Fang Jing thought about getting some salt to drown it first, and then hang it up to dry tomorrow.

When the sun hung on the top of the mountain, Fang Jing went to the back room with the iron pot, asked Aunt Xiu to help clean up the things on the table, put the iron pot on the square table, brought the clay pot over, and shouted to everyone, ready to eat, the time to eat at five or six o'clock, for Aunt Xiu's family, this time is a little later, but the stomach is not very hungry, it will be later.

It's still the same scene, the same gobbling up, the same sound of eating and eating, and there is little sound of talking, Fang Jing feels that the food he said in his previous life is not a unique rhetoric of literati, it should be the daily life of the Zhuang family. I am too hungry, seeing that I have food, how can I have time to speak, and how can I still have the strength to speak, this may be Fang Jing's opinion.

The meal is finished, the dishes in the pot are finished, the bowl is clean, and a few little babies are still licking the bowl. Fang Jing watched a movie in his previous life in 1944, and couldn't understand the tragic situation in the movie at the time, but the situation in front of him was seen in his eyes, Fang Jing felt very deep in his heart, all kinds of memories of his previous life came to his heart, where had he ever seen the kind of person who had not eaten enough? But now looking at the comparison, the previous life was called the prosperous era.

After eating, everyone sat down, Fang Jing got up and took the pots and bowls to wash, and when he got home, he took the coarse salt to salt the roe meat, wiped it evenly, and put it in the iron pot to wait for it to be hung up and dried tomorrow morning. Out of the stove room looking at the bamboo silk and bamboo pieces in front of the open space, Uncle Dayong has already made three baskets and two baskets, and tomorrow I have to ask Uncle Dayong to continue to weave a few larger bamboo baskets, so that it is also convenient for Fang Jing to dry things.

Grandma and Aunt Xiu's craftsmanship is still good, the clothes made for the brothers and sisters still fit well, Fang Jing and Fang Yuan tried the newly made clothes, and they thought it was very good.

"Aunt Xiu, I have to trouble you to make a futon tomorrow, and by the way, I will make clothes for the dog baby, the eldest girl, and the second baby. Uncle Dayong, please help my family make a few larger bamboo baskets tomorrow. Fang Jing cheekily pleaded with Aunt Xiu's family again.

"This is a futon basket, it's not a big deal, the dog baby and the three of them have clothes, no need for it." Aunt Xiu felt that today's two meals were enough, and she would send a few clothes to the three little babies tomorrow, how embarrassing it would be.

"Aunt Xiu, this is not good, my little sister and I have new clothes, the dog baby and the eldest girl and the second baby don't have it, I will be envious in my heart, it's not good to make trouble with you, and I have a lot of two pieces of cloth here, and the remaining half of the cloth is to make clothes for the three of them." Fang Jing didn't want to ask Aunt Xiu's family to help her like this, otherwise she would be embarrassed.

"Then listen to Jing Wazi, the three of you want to thank you Brother Jing for giving you so much cloth to make new clothes." Aunt Xiu could only accept Fang Jing's suggestion, and hurriedly called the three little babies to thank Fang Jing.

"Thank you, Brother Jing, Brother Jing is the best." Dog baby thanks.

"Thank you, Brother Jing, Brother Jing has been the most harmful." Thank you.

"Thank you, Brother Jing, Brother Jing's meat is delicious." Erwa thanked him.

Fang Jing listened to the words of the dog baby, but it was nothing, listening to the words of the three-year-old second baby, goosebumps all rose, and the thief looked like the second baby wanted to eat Brother Jing's meat, oops, don't say it again.

It was getting dark, Uncle Dayong took the family to prepare to go home, in fact, their house was only about 20 meters away from Fang Jing's house, but it was not easy to walk in the dark when it got dark, and the whole family was ready to go back after saying to Fang Jing's brothers and sisters.

"Uncle Dayong, everyone will come tomorrow, don't take the bowl now, save yourself from bringing it tomorrow." Fang Jing watched Uncle Dayong prepare to take the dishes and chopsticks on the table, but Fang Jing hurriedly stopped.

"That's not going to bother you again, that's not good." Fang Dayong was embarrassed in his heart, feeling that the family had eaten a little too much today.

"Uncle Dayong, it's nothing, they're all neighbors, help me have a meal, our brothers and sisters have troubled your family before." Fang Jing took a bamboo basket and packed it with almost twenty catties of millet, and held it for Fang Da.

"How can this be, eat and take, what are you and us?" Aunt Xiu stood next to her and watched the situation and quickly pushed it away.

"Aunt Xiu, this is your fault, my brother and sister have not eaten your family's food before, and they have not caused trouble to your family, if you don't accept it, will it cut off the love of the neighbors?" Fang Jing put out the big reason.

"Then thank you Jing Wazi, this is eating and taking, Aunt Xiu has no face." Aunt Xiu was really embarrassed to take it, so Fang Da hurriedly took the basket over.

"Then, Uncle Dayong, I won't send you, grandma, the road is slippery in the dark, watch your feet carefully, don't fall, the dog baby will help grandma." Fang Jing had to send Fang Dayong's family out of the door, and she didn't forget to tell her.

"Eh, Brother Jing, I see." The dog baby replied, holding her grandmother.

Fang Jing's brother and sister stood in front of the open space, watching Aunt Xiu's family walk home, and then Fang Jing took Xiaomei's shoulders and walked to the inner room, helped Xiaomei take off her shoes and hugged the wooden bed, and returned to the stove room by herself, carrying the iron pot with cured meat back to the main house, closing the door, and taking off her shoes to bed, it is also a trouble to have no oil lamp at home, you can only lie in bed at night and mix the night, boring, boring, no computer, no mobile phone to play, it is really boring.