"Why are you coming out late today?" Zhang Feng saw Yunluo and asked.

A hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

"There was a big jumper in the house, who said I had collided with something and gave me a talisman."

Yunluo said and pulled the talisman out of his close-fitting clothes and showed it to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng glanced at the talisman and said, "Just give it to you." ”

lest Mother Zhang talk nonsense again.

"You eat this first, and I'll take you to a good place later."

Zhang Feng said and handed a piece of candy wrapped in colorful paper in his pocket to Yunluo.

Yunluo swallowed his saliva and said, "You can eat it yourself, I won't ····· Not hungry. ”

"Sugar, it's not enough to be hungry, I just got it from the commissary, you can eat it." Zhang Feng said as he peeled off the candy paper and stuffed it directly into Yunluo's mouth.

[Xiao Luoluo, vomit it out, he didn't wash his hands when he went to the bathroom in the morning. 】

The Shattered God can't just watch his God of War father go green.

"It's sweet." Yunluo said with crooked eyebrows.

The second dog was angry and depressed.

Zhang Feng smiled and reached out to touch Yunluo's knotted hair: "I'll take you to a good place later." ”

Yunluo did not doubt him, and followed Zhang Feng to the depths of the forest.

Zhang Feng pointed to the steaming hot spring and said, "I searched for a long time to find it, you go down to wash, or you will have lice on your body." ”

Seeing Yunluo's hesitant appearance, Zhang Feng took out a small vest and a soap corner from the tree hole in the back.

"I bought this with the money I exchanged for pine nuts, remember to pay me back later."

"After you wash it in a while, you will learn to bark, and I will go to the mountains to find some mushrooms, and by the way, I will pick up some dry firewood."

Zhang Feng said and went to the mountain without looking back.

Yunluo soaked himself in the hot spring and washed his knotted hair several times with soap.

[Xiao Luoluo, look at whether the son of luck coaxed you around. 】

If it goes on like this, you can't use the scheming Zhang Feng to make a move, the big guy himself has already taken care of others.

"I'll pay him back when I get the money in the future." When Yunluo said this, his heart was actually empty.

The money may be repaid, but what about this kindness?

After Yunluo was dressed neatly, he began to learn to meow.

After a while, Zhang Feng carried a bundle of firewood on his back, and a mushroom made of tree branches in his hand, and walked towards the clouds against the light.

Seeing the refreshed Yunluo, Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, he couldn't imagine that the cleaned Yunluo could compare to the lilies that bloomed in the valley in spring.

"Am I pretty good-looking?" Yunluo asked generously.

"Yes." Zhang Feng said vaguely.

He squatted on the ground and pulled some leaves apart, revealing the small earthen stove he had made beforehand: "I'll make a fire here and roast some mushrooms for you to eat." ”

Yunluo looked at the string of black porcini mushrooms and nodded.

It is said that even if it is half a large mushroom in Zhangjia Village, it can all come out of the poisonous mushrooms and non-poisonous mushrooms on the mountains near Zhangjia Village.

In fact, there are two kinds of porcini mushrooms, one is that Zhang Feng found this, black and thick.

There is also a yellow thick porcini mushroom, which tastes better and more delicious than this black one, and can be repaid when you go to town.

This black color is also dry because it can be seen everywhere, and no one in the town accepts it.

However, in the era of lack of food and clothing, children and the elderly who have time will still pick up these porcini mushrooms and take them home, or make them into pickles or dried vegetables for emergencies.

In the era of hunger, who cares if it tastes good or not.

The days went on like this.

In the blink of an eye, it is mangzhong, and from this day on, rural people have begun to be busy, especially around April, and they are even more busy without touching the ground.

There are few suspects in the countryside in April, so the sericulture is planted again.

Yunluo had just returned from the rice field, and before the dirt on his trousers had been washed off, he heard a cat barking in the backyard.

She hurriedly ran to the bamboo forest in the backyard, and Zhang Feng carefully took out a few ripe raspberries from his pocket.

"There are people in the town who collect green raspberries to make traditional Chinese medicine, if you are empty, pick some and put them in the old place, I will sell them."

Yunluo stuffed the sweet and sour raspberry into his mouth and nodded with a smile.

The old place Zhang Feng said is familiar to her.

She has already saved seven or eight yuan of pine nuts and herbal roots sold last year.

Because raspberries can be sold for money, the old and young in Zhangjia Village will pick some of them back, and they are very good snacks for children when they are ripe.

If it's not ripe, you can go to the town to exchange for salt.

So Zhang Luo didn't pick many raspberries this spring.

But Zhang Feng made a small profit because he practiced the skill of hunting.

On summer nights, the moon appears particularly large, hanging high in the sky like a silver platter.

Zhang Feng shook the bag containing more than a dozen loaches on Yunluo's head and said, "My grandfather asked you to come to drink loach soup tomorrow, you remember to come early." ”

"Yes."

Put some sweet potato noodles in the delicious loach soup, bubbling hot, Yunluo and Zhang Feng ate the feeling of the New Year.

Time is fast and slow.

Zhang Luo and Zhang Jie, as well as Zhang Feng and Lihua, have all reached the age of going to the town to study in junior high school.

"Mother, why does that money-losing goods have to study? Why do girls read so many books? In the future, it will not all be someone else's. ”

Zhang Jie shouted incomprehensibly.

After all, the family's money will be his, and if you spend a little for others, then there will be less left.

He didn't want to spend money for no reason.

With bitter hatred.

"Mother, our teacher said that the people in the town are richer than the people in our village, I went to the town to study, and I know rich people, and the people in the town are very generous when they hear about marriage."

This was taught by Zhang Feng to her, she was just parroting.

"It makes sense to lose money, you see this Zhangjia Village, all of them are poor.

Just a few of the money for studying was scraped together, sending her to study in the town, meeting rich people, and the people in the town all lived in red-tiled houses. ”

"When the time comes, let the house that loses money and goods be exchanged with you, and when you get married, you will also use the red tiled bungalow." What Zhang's mother said is reasonable.

"Did you hear that, go to the town and stammer with rich people, it's best to have a building, and I'll use it when I marry Pear Blossom in the future."

Zhang Xiaojie suddenly became enlightened, and he did not object to Yunluo to follow him to study.

After I went to junior high school, because there were mountain roads back and forth and the distance was long, everyone had to send to school.

The half-grown children in Zhangjiacun who go to the town to study are Sunday afternoons, carrying a big bag of rice to school, and of course, a big jar of pickles.

Because most of the students in the town's middle schools come from remote villages in all directions.

All of the schools here have a large week of internships.

Ten days of reading, four days of rest.

Halfway through, Zhang's mother would also go to the town to secretly stuff a little money for Zhang Xiaojie, or fry some seasonal vegetables for Zhang Xiaojie.

Of course, Zhang Luo has no share.

It's okay in winter, but in summer, even fried and salty vegetables will be rancid for three to five days.

For the rest of the day, I could only put a little bit of fried salt in it while steaming the rice.

But the big guy still likes to eat fried beans the most.

Because beans don't go bad easily.

And anti-hunger.

"Here's for you." The big guy looked at the pole with some greens in the canned fruit in his hand, and a few pieces of shredded meat that were clearly visible in it.

Even so, it's precious.

"I don't want it." The big guy handed over the can of vegetables in his hand with difficulty and said.

"Why not?" Zhang Feng didn't reach out to pick up the can.