"Is anyone home?"

Cheng Yangyang shouted at the people in the yard, she wanted to knock on the door, but the courtyard door of this house was tied together with branches and thatch, barely closed, and no one could be locked at all.

"Who?" heard his voice first, but did not see him, and the voice of a woman with a very loud voice came from the room.

After a while, I saw a woman coming out of the house, holding a rice bowl in her hand, obviously just eating, and seeing that it was Cheng Yangyang standing outside the courtyard, the woman was a little vigilant.

"Dumb girl, what are you doing!" the woman covered the bowl with her palm, as if she didn't want Cheng Yangyang to see the contents of the bowl.

Why do you look like you're afraid of being robbed of food by her!

Cheng Yangyang slandered, but he still had a smile on his face, "Auntie, I just want to ask you to borrow a sickle and flint, is it convenient for you to see it?"

Cheng Yangyang originally wanted to borrow a kitchen knife directly, but borrowing a kitchen knife was too easy for people to think of what she was going to do.

But who knows, even if it is a sickle, the woman is not willing to borrow it, "Go and go, what kind of knife do you want, don't farm or chop wood, don't talk nonsense with me here, go quickly!"

The woman waved her hand impatiently, turned around and went back to continue eating, the two communicated, the woman didn't even open the courtyard door, and sent her away directly.

Cheng Yangyang frowned slightly, why is this person like this, he doesn't talk about neighborhoods at all.

No, she turned away and continued to walk to the other houses in the village.

This point seems to be a meal, there are no children wandering around in the village, but there are many people who are standing in the courtyard eating with rice bowls, and when they see Cheng Yangyang passing by, the people who eat have turned around and gone back to the house.

Is she so unpopular? How can you say that she only sent them five bags of rice in the morning?

"Oh, the dumb girl came out to pick up food!"

Passing by a house, the voice of a little kid reached Cheng Yangyang's ears, and finally someone took the initiative to pay attention to her!

Before Cheng Yangyang's surprise could be shown on her face, she saw a lump of black and green things fall at her feet, which looked like fried wild vegetables or something.

She looked at the little kid who threw wild vegetables at her in confusion, and the little kid looked at her excitedly, like feeding a dog, "Pick it up, pick it up and eat it, if you don't eat it, it's cold."

Could it be that this girl has been "fed" like this for more than a year before?

"Erwa, why are you disobedient!" Seeing this, a thin and thin old lady stepped forward to reprimand the little child, "This dish is difficult for me to cut back, and I can't throw it away if it's not delicious."

I threw this dish to her because the little kid didn't like it!

"Hey!" Cheng Yangyang was angry, this is too bullying, she stared at the little kid, "Why do you eat unpalatable things like wild vegetables every day, don't you can't afford to eat meat!"

She deliberately stimulated the little kid, at a young age, the family was poor and broken, and she had a problem with her body, who did she look down on if she ate wild vegetables!

The little kid didn't expect the dumb girl who usually picks up and eats something that has fallen on the ground, and says that he can't afford to eat meat.

When I thought that the last time I ate meat was half a year ago during the Chinese New Year, he drooled when I thought of that taste, and then looked at the black and green wild vegetables in the bowl, and the little fart cried out aggrievedly, "Milk, I want to eat meat......

The thin old lady saw her grandson crying, so she was so busy pulling her sleeves to wipe him, comforting and scolding in her mouth, "Okay, good, the second baby doesn't cry, let's eat meat tomorrow."

As she spoke, the old lady turned around and pointed at Cheng Yangyang and scolded, "You dead girl, what are you talking about, you have to make the second baby cry, hurry up, go quickly, go quickly! Otherwise, the old woman will pull out your tongue!"

Cheng Yangyang saw that the plan succeeded, she shrugged her shoulders indifferently and walked away.

The village is about to turn around, Cheng Yangyang doesn't even have a chance to speak, either he doesn't want to borrow her or he doesn't want to pay attention to her, he turns around and goes back to the house when he sees her, she can't sell it now, and they have nothing to say to her.

From the end of the village to the head of the village, almost every family Cheng Yangyang has taken a face-to-face photo, and it seems that there is only the last one left, and if she can't borrow it again, she may really have to peel the skin with her bare hands.

"Is anyone home?" she shouted.

After screaming twice, there was still no movement in the family's yard, and when she thought that no one was at home to leave, she saw a young man dragging his legs and leaning against the wall to come out.

Cheng Yangyang carefully observed his leg through the courtyard gate, and saw that he was not used to it, and this leg injury seemed to be a new injury.

The young man was struggling to walk to Cheng Yangyang's side, but the weak yard fence couldn't support his body at all, Cheng Yangyang saw this and directly pushed the door open and walked towards him, "Are you injured?"

"Are you?" the young man looked at Cheng Yangyang with doubts on his face.

The boy looked thirteen or fourteen years old, like most of the villagers in Wangjia Village, of course, just like her now, skinny and skinny, but fortunately she was still a little whiter than her, and she hadn't been out for a while.

"I lived on the slope of the back mountain, and I was picked up by your village," she said, pointing to the mountain behind her, and introduced herself.

As soon as she said this, the young man suddenly realized, "It's a dumb girl, what are you looking for?"

Cheng Yangyang finally met such a polite person, she happily introduced herself to him, "I don't call me a dumb girl, my name is Cheng Yangyang, you can call me Yang Yang in the future."

Looking at her outstretched hand, the boy was stunned, but he was more concerned about how she could speak, and she had a name!

"Uh, what's that, you're alone in your house?" Cheng Yangyang awkwardly withdrew his hand and changed the topic so that he could cut to the topic.

Hearing her ask, the young man's eyes obviously became sad, and he replied hesitantly, "Well, my family is ...... alone."

The way he looked, and the fact that she had glanced at the two new graves at the back of the house when she had just entered, could probably guess what was going on, but what was going on, she couldn't ask.

"I just wanted to ask, do you have kitchen knives and flint or something, I want to borrow them", she went straight to the point.

These things are naturally available in the young man's house, and they are still very idle, there is no one else in the house to use them, he is lame again, and the only thing that awaits him is the fate of starvation.

"Yes, you can take it wherever it is", the young man's legs couldn't support his heavy body, and he slowly sat down on the ground along the door.

He pointed in one direction and asked Cheng Yangyang to get it himself.

Cheng Yangyang went in to take a look, although the things were worn and old, but at least they were complete. Looking at the earthen pot and earthen stove next to him, it had not been on for a long time, and there was a layer of green in the water tank, which made her wonder if he hadn't eaten for a long time.