The fourth sister came to the thatched hut on the hillside and put everything in order. Seeing that there was only half a broken mat on the kang, Anxin turned around and went out to cut two handfuls of soft grass and came back. She had to weave a thick straw mat and spread it on the kang, so that when she slept at night, she would not be cold or panicked. The two little ones are also sensible, and they went out to collect firewood hand in hand.

Seeing that nothing was wrong with her, Jing Jing went out of the house. Sitting on the big stone in front of the house, quietly looking at the Qingshan Village under the hillside, the small village is hidden in the thin mist, which looks like a dream, but also has a beautiful pastoral scenery.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, a person came out of the entrance of the village, the man was slightly fat, wearing a peach-pink dress, two big braids hanging down on his chest, and two juan flowers tied on his head, looking clean and neat. At this time, she was carrying a small iron pot in her left hand and a bamboo basket in her right hand, and was walking up the hillside with some difficulty. Seeing the person who came, she smiled and squinted, and knew that this was the original owner, and the best friend she had played with since childhood was her best partner and friend. She is the daughter of Aunt Bolt's family, Huaihua.

Seeing that she was struggling to walk, Jing Jing hurriedly got up to greet her, laughing, and took the small iron pot in Huaihua's hand: "Huaihua, how did you know that we moved here?" And brought us a small iron pot? ”

Huaihua gasped twice, rolled her eyes at the quiet, and snorted: "Are you embarrassed to say, I went to your house early in the morning, and I heard that dead Jin Feng say that you moved here, I thought that you didn't even have anything to cook or eat, so I went back and got these for you." You said that you are really, and you don't want to say anything to me when you move, can I help you reach out? I still think of you as my best friend. ”

As she spoke, she came to the front of the house, and the silence allowed her to sit down on the big rock and rest. Sending things into the stove, he came out and said to her, "What can I tell you?" We also don't have anything to move, just a broken quilt, and some food sent by my aunt and Grandma Zhao yesterday. I carried the basket alone, so why don't I need you? ”

Seeing that Huaihua said this, she smiled. Thinking of those people in the old mansion, he began to curse angrily: "Why do you say that those people in your family can be so black-hearted? This dead cold day will drive you out like this, don't give anything, these black-hearted guys, sooner or later, God will take them all in. ”

Seeing her snorting angrily, Jing Jing was a little funny: "Okay, don't be angry, these words are not what you should say, let your aunt hear it, and you should be reprimanded for not being a girl." "Aunt Bolt is a fiery and very cool woman, and she has always wanted to make this only girl Huaihua into a beautiful girl. It's like the deceased mother Sun, or the second sister is at ease. It's just a pity that this acacia flower has been a hot and smug since she was a child, and her temperament is the same as her mother. Aunt Bolt is angry and funny at the same time, but she also feels helpless. But it is precisely because of her temperament that she can become good friends with Quiet.

Huaihua raised her head and looked at the quiet cautiously, "Now that you lack food and drink, this dilapidated house can't survive the rainy season, have you ever thought about how you will live in the future?" "Huaihua is really worried about quietness. Looking at his good friend, it was so difficult, but he couldn't help much, Huaihua felt very self-blaming and unpleasant.

Seeing Huaihua quietly, her face was sad, and she talked to her so carefully, she knew that Huaihua was afraid of hurting her self-esteem. But I was worried about her, so I had to ask. She smiled at Huaihua: "There is no endless road, we can still starve to death if we have hands and feet?" Don't worry, it's getting warmer, and before the rainy season comes, I'll be able to earn money to build a new house. ”

Huaihua saw that she was quiet with a smile on her face, and her eyes were firm and calm, so she put her heart down. After a few more gossips with her, she got up and went home, knowing that Quiet had just moved in, and that she had a lot to do.

With the pot, you can make lunch, and quietly put the small iron pot on the stove and try it, the size is just right. At this time, the two little ones also returned, each with a bundle of firewood in their hands. Jing Jing took the firewood, went to the stove pit, and tried it with soft grass, it was quite easy to burn, and there was no smoke or anything around the pot. Quiet took out a basin from the basket brought by the acacia flower, and scooped a basin of water from the small river not far in front of the house. Pour the water into the pot, put firewood in the stove pit, and take two of the leftover cakes from yesterday and put them in the pot to heat. That's lunch for today.

Corn tortillas and steamed buns are enough to eat for today's day. The millet and cornmeal brought by Aunt Plug can also last for two or three days. And what about two or three days later? You can't always wait for someone else to help you get by, right? No matter who you are, you can help for a while, but you can't help for a lifetime. What's more, which family is not having a good time, who can help much? It seems that we have to think of a way to make money as soon as possible.

But I am a soldier in modern times, and I don't know any skills, and the only thing I know is a little knowledge, that is, when I was in college, I worked part-time and worked in the wholesale market of medicinal materials for a few years. When you get there, you can try to hunt in Daqingshan. Isn't that an old saying? Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to draft water, and relying on your own skills to go into the mountains to hunt, it should not be a big problem. Thinking of this, he quietly turned his head to look at Daqing Mountain in the distance.

Quiet and reassuring, at noon everyone ate a cornmeal tortilla, two steamed buns, and left two small ones. Quietly looking at the two children, holding the steamed buns and eating sweetly, her psychology suddenly became a little sour. Since the death of their father, they have rarely eaten enough, and the mother lies in bed and can't get off the ground, she and Xin'er save the food every time, give the mother and the two little ones, and even fight with those people for the quiet of food a few times. After their mothers also went, they didn't have a good life. In order for the two little ones to be able to eat enough, they get up early every day and work in the dark, so in exchange for the clear soup and little water, they are not full, they are not warm, and they can't see a lot of oil and water, the two little ones are already eight years old, but they are only the size of other children's five or six years old, especially Jiayue's thin and weak, as if a gust of wind can blow her down, this child was born thin, congenital insufficiency, and the day after tomorrow did not make up for it, and it can live until now, it can be regarded as God's blessing. Jiaming is a boy and an active age. A steamed bun went down to the stomach and ate a round belly. Jiayue is a girl, and the amount of food is much smaller, and she is full after eating only half of a steamed bun. The little girl carefully wrapped half of the steamed bun in a handkerchief and carried it into her arms. Holding his head high and saying to Quiet: "Eldest sister, is it okay to eat this half of the steamed bun when my brother and I are hungry?" As he spoke, he looked at the silence with anticipation.

Quiet patted the little girl's head with her hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Jiayue has good things to know and share with her brother, it's awesome!" ”

received a compliment from her sister, and the little girl smiled crookedly.