"Little sister, are you hungry?"

Sunlight filtered through cracks in the blackened mud walls and thatched roofs, leaving several pillars of light in the room.

There are fine dust flying up and down quickly in the pillar of light, and the little girl with yellow face and yellow hair is reaching out to touch the pillar of light to play, looking full of interest.

After Han Cheng searched for a while in this home, which was so simple that the thatched hut showed signs of collapse, he came to the jar where the grain was stored again, lifted the lid and looked at the poor grain inside, sighed and asked the little girl.

The little girl who was playing with the pillar of light there stopped her movements: "Don't be hungry, the wheat rice is so full!" ”

As she spoke, the little girl reached out and patted her little belly twice to prove that she was indeed not hungry.

Han Cheng snorted and sighed secretly, even if he was hungry, the old brother didn't have much to think about at this time.

According to his understanding of the current situation, it is really not easy to find some food that tastes good and fills his hunger in March and April.

Wild vegetables can be dug up, but wild vegetables can be eaten as a non-staple food, or occasionally if you want to remember the bitter and sweet, but it is not enough to eat them as a staple food.

Looking at his current thin figure, looking at the little girl's yellow hair like withered grass, Han Cheng quickly put aside the idea of digging wild vegetables.

"Brother, the grain ...... Can't eat ......."

The little girl paused for a while, seeing that Han Cheng was still staring intently at the open grain jar, her little hand stirring the shabby linen, and hesitated for a while to remind weakly.

After finishing speaking, he quickly covered his head with his hands and ran to the corner of the bed, shouting as he ran: "Brother don't hit me, brother don't beat me......

When my brother was hungry and wanted to steal food, as long as she said this, her brother would not only murder her, but also knock her head with his hand, which hurt.

Han Cheng, who was thinking, was awakened by the little girl's words, and closed the lid of the grain jar with a wry smile.

This bit of food was saved by Han Xiao's thrift on weekdays and used as emergency food, if he ate it, it would be too much for a beast.

"Little sister, where are you hiding? How could my brother be willing to beat you? ”

Han Cheng looked at the cabbage squatting in the corner with her head in her arms like a bun, and the little girl who was still chattering non-stop in her mouth, she couldn't help but laugh because of this cute appearance.

"Really?"

The little girl stopped chattering and looked at Han Cheng with eyes that were getting bigger and bigger because of hunger.

"Of course it's true."

Han Cheng said harmlessly with a smile.

However, a moment later......

"Brother lies!"

The little girl covered her little brain and looked at Han Cheng aggrievedly and pouted.

"Haha......"

The bad brother Han Cheng ignored the little girl's protest, smiled proudly, and looked at the little girl's appearance, his depression because he couldn't find food dispersed.

Sure enough, it's not just about hitting your younger brother as soon as possible, it's also about bullying your younger sister.

Pregnant!

Han Cheng, who had tricked the little girl for a while and was in a happy mood, looked at the three-toothed harpoon in the corner, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he suddenly had an idea.

You can catch fish and eat it yourself!

In this era, fish is far less popular than fatty meat for poor families, but it is still a hundred times better than vegetable porridge with no meat and little food.

"Little sister is not angry, is it okay for my brother to catch fish for you to eat?"

Han Cheng looked at the little girl who had been 'greatly wronged' and was unwilling to speak to him anymore and said with a smile.

Sure enough, as Han Cheng expected, it was rare to see a fishy little girl once in half a year, as soon as she heard that she was catching fish to eat, she immediately stopped 'vomiting' and quickly got up from the side.

Han Cheng couldn't help but smile when he saw this, little girl, can't you be a brother?

So he bent down, stretched his hands forward slightly, and was ready to pick up the little girl who came happily and tease her twice.

However, the little girl ran all the way to the door of the room, stretched out her little arms and legs and tried her best to block the door.

"Brother, don't catch fish! Don't go to the river, be afraid! ”

Looking at the little girl as if she had heard the most terrible thing, Han Cheng looked at herself with a panic and anxiety, and Han Cheng, who didn't expect the plot to develop in this direction at all, could only snort lightly to resolve her embarrassment.

Only then did he remember that his predecessor seemed to want to go to the river to catch fish to eat, but fell into the river and drowned half to death.

After being fished out, I started to have a fever again, and then I came over......

"Brother won't fall into the river this time."

Han Cheng made a serious guarantee to the little girl who was very loyal to his duties, and at the same time wanted to walk out of the door that was stopped by the little girl.

However, the little girl didn't eat him at all: "Brother lied, last time you said you wouldn't fall into the river......"

While revealing her unreliable brother's old bottom, the little girl tried her best to block the door, and after a while, seeing that she couldn't stop it, she simply hugged one of Han Cheng's legs with her hands and feet, and her strength was staged to hug her thighs.

Looking at the little girl who was attached to his leg and refused to let go, Han Cheng had no choice but to give up the idea of 'breaking through'.

"The little fish is wrapped in noodles, fried in oil and golden, and when you bite into it, it is fragrant and crispy, and it can make the children in the village cry, do you eat it?"

Han Cheng began to use the food method to direct the temptation of the soul.

The little girl who said just now that she was full and not hungry grunted her stomach very unhappily, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva under Han Cheng's gaze, but she still shook her little head very resolutely.

"Cut the big fish into slices, serve it with sauerkraut, cook it in a pot, and then put the green shallots, take a bite, it is sour and fragrant, and it can make the children in the village cry, do you eat it?"

Han Cheng watched the little girl continue to bombard with the food Dafa.

"Goo-dong!"

The little girl swallowed another mouthful of loud saliva, but she still shook her head resolutely, refusing to give up her position, and did not dare to forget the mission given to her by her mother and sister when they left.

“…… Put the fish in the oil pan and fry it first, put the green onion and ginger on the body, and then pour it on it with the sweet and sour that has melted, it tastes sour and sweet, and the children in the village are crying again, do you eat it? ”

The little girl continued to shake her head.

"...... the fish"

Moments later......

"Brother, let's go catch fish!"

The little girl let go of Han Cheng's thighs, and looked at Han Cheng's eyes full of sparkling, eager to eat all those fish in her mouth now.

Han Cheng smiled slightly, as a senior foodie from the next generation, how can you even be a little girl like you?

"Let's go, let's go catch fish."

Han Cheng stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the little girl who was swallowing saliva greedily, and then carried the somewhat rusty firewood knife he found, and went out with the little girl.

"Brother, Harpoon!"

The little girl pointed to the harpoon that Han Cheng had forgotten behind the door and reminded in a loud voice.

It is very difficult to spear a fish with a harpoon, otherwise when the predecessor would not be able to fork the fish, he would have forked himself into the river and would not be able to climb up by himself.

Han Cheng, who is also not proficient in this skill, does not want to repeat the mistakes of his predecessor.

"Not a harpoon this time!"

Han Cheng said to the little girl.