Ji Liansong put down the things on his shoulder, and it took him half a day to explain his intentions.

“…… You eat these first, and when you're done, Uncle will figure out a way. ”

Ji Yu looked at the half pocket of dried sweet potatoes and was speechless for a while.

After the death of the second couple, the only one in the entire Ji family who was willing to give Xiao Ji Yu a good face was this uncle, which was also the reason why she was willing to open the door just now.

After the separation, no one in the Ji family cared about her life or death, and it seemed that she was sure that she would soon die in this broken shack, and there was only this uncle, who secretly sent her some rations in the middle of the night.

If you guessed correctly, this half bag of dried sweet potatoes should have been "stole" by him.

The rations of the old Ji family were locked in the main landlord where she and Ji Qingshan lived, and it was her turn to cook, and she went to her the night before to get the next day's things. You can only cook as much as you give, don't even think about an extra grain of rice, and make sure that the bowls of her and Ji Qingshan are thick.

The family occasionally opens a meat restaurant, unless Ji Lianjiao comes back from the town. Kang Pozi kills chickens and cuts meat like the New Year, and the good meat is sandwiched to her heart and liver son, and if others eat an extra piece, she can't wait to tear it off your body with an eye knife.

This dried sweet potato was still some time ago when Xiao Ji Yu and the eldest uncle Yang worked hard for several days before the film was finished, and they had been spread out in the yard to dry, so Ji Liansong could get it, but I don't know how to be frightened in my heart, after all, this uncle is an honest person.

Ji Yu didn't want to have anything to do with the Ji family anymore, but she felt a lot of guilt and bitterness from this cropper who was not good at words.

She also remembered that Kang Pozi was going to carry her to the broken shack that night, and he tried to stop her.

After hesitating for a moment, he accepted it.

Ji Liansong and the Ji family can be seen separately, and her current situation really does not allow for reluctance, and this favor can only be owed first.

"Thank you...... Brother-in-law. ”

Ji Liansong was obviously relieved to see that she was willing to accept it and was willing to call him uncle.

Hurriedly took out a bag of things from his arms, carefully uncovered them layer by layer: "Don't be too little, Uncle is not promising, only these...... At dawn, you will go to Lang Zhong and ask him to grab some medicine for you to eat, the illness can't be delayed...... If it's not enough, you tell someone to owe it first, and wait for the future, and the uncle will come to pay it back. ”

There were ten copper plates lying in his palm, wrapped in several layers of coarse cloth, and at first glance he had managed to steal them.

Ji Yu stared at the chapped palm with mixed feelings, and only reached out to take it for a long time, slowly tightening it.

After Ji Liansong left, Ji Yu lay back on the bed, but she didn't feel sleepy.

I don't know if the cheap uncle went back smoothly, if he was accidentally discovered by Mrs. Kang, it is estimated that there will be trouble again.

It stands to reason that the eldest son and grandson should be the most valued, but the life of the big house is not much better than that of the second room.

To say that he is unproductive, not really.

The Ji family has more than 30 acres of land, Ji Qingshan can't do much when he's old, and Ji Lianhuai is the master who doesn't bother to support the oil can, since Ji Lianbai died, almost all of it depends on Ji Liansong.

But no matter how hard he is and how hard he works, no matter how good he is at working in the fields, he can't dig gold out of the mud, how can he compare with Ji Lianjiao, who is destined to be infinitely beautiful.

Ji Liansong and Yang gave birth to a son and a daughter, the eldest daughter Ji Xuelan is married, and the son Ji Mingfang was born smart, but unfortunately when he was eight years old, he was disabled in his leg and could not study or do heavy work.

Kang Pozi didn't value this son in the first place, after Ji Mingfang's leg was disabled, they didn't have a place to talk in one room, they only worked hard every day, living like a transparent person, and they had to endure Kang Pozi's fingers and scolding Huai from time to time, such as "waste", "debt collector", "a nest of useless things", ......

A person who is used to being oppressed can be regarded as doing his best in his own affairs, this kindness, Ji Yu understands.

As soon as the morning dawned, Ji Yu opened the door, turned around several times in front of the house and behind the house, and didn't even let go of the ash hole under the stove, but found nothing.

That's not right...... Ji Yu didn't give up, and checked it twice, but it still didn't work.

Ji Yu is a little shocked!

She finally fell asleep last night after thinking about everything, and was woken up again in the middle of the night.

The voice was whimpering through the wall, like someone crying, and like someone whispering outside the window, which was extremely terrifying.

Ji Yu didn't have the courage to go out and have a look, so she hypnotized herself with her eyes closed, but fortunately, the noise disappeared after a while.

Just as she was relaxing and falling asleep, the voice came again!

She couldn't take it anymore and asked out loud who was doing the trick.

Suddenly there was no movement outside.

When she lies down, she whimperes again!

After repeating this several times, Ji Yu was tossed with a nervous breakdown, and now with heavy dark circles under her eyes, she began to doubt her life in the face of the newborn sun.

Is there really a ghost......

Thinking of his own adventure of resurrection from the dead, it seems that atheism is not so tenable......

Maybe there are no gods, but there are not necessarily no ghosts......

It turns out that it can take ten or eight years for faith to be established, but it only takes one night for faith to fall.

Ji Yu's whole body wilted.

But no matter how doubtful you are about life, you still have to eat breakfast.

There is no iron pot, fortunately there is a Ding pot, at this time iron products are more expensive, some poor people can not afford to buy an iron pot, so they still maintain the habit of cooking things with a Ding pot.

The earthy brown pot had been scrubbed clean yesterday, but water was a problem.

Those in the village who are in a better economic situation basically invite people to dig private wells in their own yards, such as the Ji family.

However, most people's drinking still depends on the two large wells in the center of the village and the south of the village, and they have to queue up every morning to fetch water, which is the same as the morning rush hour at work, which is very inconvenient.

Ji Yu didn't even have a bucket, so she didn't go to join in the fun, she simply grabbed a handful of dried sweet potatoes and carried the black jar to the stream.

After taking half a jar of water, put the washed dried sweet potatoes in it and soak, and when the soak is almost done, then change the water and pour it into the pot that has been hanging above the stove and start cooking.

Last night, Ji Liansong left a small half of the candle and the fire fold, she went to cut the bales of hay and came back, the fire was leading, but she couldn't get used to burning this kind of earthen stove, and it was extinguished several times, making the whole stove room smoky, but fortunately, this shed was open, otherwise it would choke people to death.

When the water in the pot begins to gurgle and tumble, the firewood is withdrawn and the fire is extinguished.

There was no bowl, Ji Yu folded two thin branches as chopsticks, and ate them directly in the Ding jar.

Not to mention, the sweet potatoes are quite delicious when boiled, soft and glutinous, with some sweetness of natural crops.

It would be nice to have flour, and sweet potato dried roasted porridge was also delicious.

After eating and drinking, Ji Yu plans to do something serious.

This season's autumn harvest and autumn planting are basically over, and her three acres of wasteland have nothing, and now she can't count on it, so she can only go to the mountains to see if there is a way.

There are many large and small mountains near Dafeng Village, but there is no climate.

Villagers generally name them according to their terrain, such as Jiguan Mountain, Turtle Gai Mountain, Dogtail Mountain, and so on.

Ji Yu adopted the principle of proximity and went to the abduction mountain behind the broken shack today.