And these rumors didn't come from elsewhere, but from the mouths of their He family, He Chunxia probably didn't know until she died, how could she only die?

But all of this, she will get it back for her one by one.

Halfway up the hill, a dilapidated old house appeared in front of them.

The crumbling house was just made of mud, and after the wind and sun, there were countless holes in the roof and walls.

Song Ling's face turned pale when she saw this scene.

This kind of place can't even shelter from the wind and rain!

"Spring and summer, let's not make trouble, okay? Go back ......."

He Chunxia hugged the wound on his body: "Mom, my wound hurts!" ”

She called very smoothly, and Song Ling also successfully diverted her attention: "What's the matter?" The wound is open? Let Mom take a look! ”

There is a huge hole in the door, the wind is whining, if it is at night, it will be very scary, the house is even more messy, there is a layer of straw on the ground, there is no bed at all, Song Ling hurriedly asked He Chunxia to drink the porridge, it is not good for the body to eat it when it is cold.

He Chunxia was reluctant to eat alone, so he took two potatoes brought out from He's house, and after Song Ling cooked them, the two ate them separately.

Since my daughter woke up, she seems to have become more distressed!

Song Ling held the potatoes in her hand and stared at He Chunxia with a complicated expression, happy and sad.

"Your dad is probably coming back in a few days!"

Speaking of her husband, Song Ling's face became even more ugly, and a chill rose in her bones, and she couldn't help but shiver fiercely.

He Chunxia's father is a simple-minded bastard with well-developed limbs, he doesn't believe anything the family says, but as long as Mrs. He speaks, he won't ask anything, and it is precisely because of this that Song Ling has been beaten a lot.

Planting crops and harvesting grain, He Dazhi is a good hand, relying on his youth, strength, as long as he is capable, he will do it, and will never let it to others, for fear that others will say that he can't do it.

But despite this, He Dazhi is really brainless, he only cares about everyone, and he doesn't care about the life or death of their mother and son, the He family has a total of three brothers, and two daughters have already been married, they don't live in the He family, and they only come back once a year, He Dazhi ranks second, the eldest brother and the third brother's family have sons, the so-called people who inherit the lineage, but He Dazhi has only one daughter.

Because of this incident, he was not often laughed at, and He Dazhi couldn't raise his head because of this, as long as he was angry, he would take this matter, beat and scold Song Ling, and ignored He Chunxia, not even as good as the children of her aunt and third aunt.

Although He Chunxia is good-looking, He Dazhi can't appreciate it at all, and even the family quarrels and blames He Chunxia for the problem.

It doesn't matter if she is hated by the eldest aunt and the third aunt, even her father doesn't look down on her, and even suspects him, He Chunxia gets angry when she thinks about it, and she really wants to pry He Dazhi's head open to see what is inside.

He Dazhi handed over almost all the money to Mrs. He, completely ignoring the life and death of her family, and Mrs. He couldn't withstand the persuasion of the third aunt, so she handed over all the money to the third aunt in three or two sentences, and she naturally used it for He Zhaodi's study.

The He family is very poor, and everyone is wearing patched clothes, but the third aunt has a ruddy complexion and a good complexion, and she doesn't know how many years younger than Song Ling.

He Dazhi didn't know why his family made a living if he was willing to be an old scalper, but He Chunxia felt unwilling for Song Ling.

"My dad is back, let him choose, see if he wants the He family, or our mother and daughter!"

He Chunxia was kicked out of the house, I don't know if he heard the news, and when he finishes his work, he will always come back, and it will be up to him to see what he will choose when the time comes.

Song Ling had a bad premonition in her heart when she heard this, and she was afraid that He Chunxia would her father: "Your father also loves you, but he is ...... in the He family."

He Chunxia smiled and said nothing, but Song Ling became more and more unconfident, and in the end she didn't say anything.

It is a very common thing in the countryside to be better to his mother than to his own family, but he doesn't think about his family at all, but Song Ling has never seen it, He Dazhi really doesn't like He Chunxia, if it weren't for giving birth to her, Song Ling wouldn't have been able to get pregnant again because she hurt her body, and He Dazhi is also to blame on her daughter.

Both mother and daughter were silent.

He Chunxia came back to his senses: "I'll go pick up some firewood and come back, otherwise I will definitely freeze to death at night!" ”

The weather is not very hot now, plus they are halfway up the hill, the door is also broken, and the wind is blowing at night, how can the quilt they brought out be blocked?

She also took advantage of the time to collect firewood to observe Gaodong Village to see if she could get some money, but she had no money in her pocket, she didn't have confidence at all, and she couldn't afford to eat, let alone do other things.

In 80 years, the whole country was poor, not to mention the villages, even some county towns were very poor, she was doing archaeology, so she couldn't dig graves, right? That's against the law!

However, since the 80s, tomb robbers have been rampant across the country, expanding from local places to most areas.

Poverty is caused by historical legacies and geographical environment, and it is also the limitation of the times.

At the bottom of the hill was a small river, and on both sides of the river was overgrown with reeds two people high, straight and even, but of little use.

Knitting hats? Basket weaving?

In the memory of the original owner, almost everyone in the village knows this craft, and every household has these things, which is not rare at all, and it is not worth anything at all, as for the people in the city, they are not interested in this kind of handicraft, they want meat, eggs, milk and other agricultural and livestock products.

He Chunxia sat on the slope and looked at the reeds.

Suddenly, several brightly colored egrets flew out of the lush reeds, and He Chunxia looked at it and recognized what flew away!

I saw He Chunxia's face was happy, and the cat got into the reeds.

After walking a few steps, she saw more than a dozen white-flowered eggs appear in front of her eyes on the reed ground.

He Chunxia couldn't help laughing, picked up the egg on the ground, and looked at it carefully for a while.

This egg is very small, even smaller than the eggs at home, plus the things that flew out before, He Chunxia determined that this is the egret egg.

Rejoicing, she walked a few more steps, and there were a few hen's coops not far away, and she picked up all the eggs, carried them in her clothes, and hurried back to the dilapidated hut halfway up the hill.

As soon as he entered the door, He Chunxia said loudly: "Mom, come and take a look!" ”

Song Ling was cleaning the house, they were going to live here now, they had to clean up, and when she heard He Chunxia's voice, she immediately stepped forward.

Seeing that He Chunxia didn't know where to get so many eggs, he was speechless in surprise: "Where did you get them?" It's an egret egg! ”

He Chunxia smiled: "Mom, cook a few to eat!" ”

Song Ling hadn't seen so many eggs at all, and she didn't say much, she just picked up the eggs and went to boil them.

He Chunxia looked at the remaining eggs and smiled brightly, as if he had found a business opportunity to make money.

The little food brought out from the He family, the two of them couldn't last a few days at all, and if they didn't hurry up to find a way, they would only be starved to death.

This year, before the harvest, when He Dazhi comes back, he must be looking for Song Ling to go back, free labor, don't want it in vain, as for He Chunxia, I'm afraid they don't want her to go back, Song Ling is still planning to go back to her parents' house to think of a way, but her mother's family has only one sister, they are all married, and they also have a family, I'm afraid they won't be able to help them much!

But he didn't watch his niece starve to death.

Just thinking about her next step, He Chunxia found a basket out of nowhere and put the egret eggs she brought back into it one by one.

They just ate a few egret eggs, their stomachs were filled, and their strength was gone, plus He Chunxia was in good spirits, and it seemed that the whole person was a lot brighter, Song Ling was relieved to see He Chunxia like this, as long as Spring and Summer were good, she would be willing even if she suffered a lot.

He Chunxia counted them, and there were a total of twenty egret eggs, but they were smaller than eggs, so one basket was already full.

"Spring and summer, where did you get these?"

Song Ling looked at the egret eggs in He Chunxia's basket and was very curious.

"The reeds in the middle of the hillside, let's go and see it again tonight, maybe there will be more!"

He Chunxia said a little casually, but Song Ling stared at He Chunxia with a distressed face, with these eggs, it was just right for her to mend her body, and the injuries on her body could heal faster.

"I'll boil you two more eggs."

The dilapidated old house has no kitchen utensils at all, but at this time, as long as it can fill the stomach, it is fine, and it is not so exquisite.

But He Chunxia stopped Song Ling: "The eggs can't be eaten now, if we want to live a good life, we have to look at these egret eggs!" ”

Now that the men in the village have gone out to do odd jobs, and the women are guarding the crops in the fields, and have not had time to cut the reeds, she just took advantage of this time to find more egret eggs to sell in the city, and it would be even better if she could catch one or two egrets.

Song Ling looked at He Chunxia half-understandingly, and she was even more confused about what she said.

He Chunxia no longer went around in circles, and said directly: "How much can the eggs in the city be sold?" ”

"One dollar and one pound, it's just a domestic egg, this egret egg is not very clear!"

Song Ling thought about it and replied, although there were people who went to sell egret eggs in previous years, she had never been there once, and she didn't know the market at all, and no one in the He family had ever done such a thing, so she didn't know it even more.

He Chunxia checked the eggs in her hand, she didn't say anything, she didn't have no concept of weight, and she didn't have tools to weigh, hesitating how to sell these eggs.

In the evening, the mother and son slipped out of the dilapidated house and into the reeds, and the moon was full tonight, shining in the reeds, and showed them a clear way.

As soon as the two entered the reeds, they began to move separately, and after an hour, they met outside.