Su Meng asked herself silently.

Does she want to watch her loved ones die in front of her one after another?

Of course not!

She had to find a way to make money, and she couldn't continue to live this hard life.

She also has to find out the truth about the deaths of her brother and grandmother.

Who killed them?

However, the question is, how will she make money?

In a few months, she will be 9 years old.

At such a young age, and in the mountains, how can you make money?

Without waiting for Su Meng to come up with a specific money-making plan, Chen Xiuhua came in again.

Her tone wasn't so good: "Why haven't you gotten up yet?" Hurry up and eat, do you hear? ”

When Su Meng saw her, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Moyu gourd!

After Chen Xiuhua died in her previous life, when she was packing up Chen Xiuhua's relics, she saw the black jade gourd.

The whole gourd is pitch black, with no superfluous decorations, and it looks very inconspicuous at first glance.

But I don't know why, as soon as she saw the black jade gourd, she liked it.

Regardless of whether it was Chen Xiuhua's relic, he wore it directly around his neck.

But where did Chen Xiuhua get the black jade gourd, Su Meng really didn't know.

She always thought it was Chen Xiuhua who picked it up.

Because the family was too poor, Chen Xiuhua developed the habit of picking up things at home.

As long as you see something that someone throws away and thinks it is useful, you will pick it up and use it.

It wasn't until she graduated from college and earned money from her job that Chen Xiuhua got rid of this habit.

So Su Meng wasn't sure if the black jade gourd was picked up by Chen Xiuhua.

If that's the case, where is she going to find the black jade gourd now?

"Hey."

Su Meng sighed helplessly, and suddenly felt so hungry.

She rubbed her belly, took her coat out of the quilt and put it on her body, then put on her thick cotton shoes and walked out.

It's still February, and it's cold.

It's much colder in the mountains than it is down there.

In the thatched house where she lives now, let alone floor heating, there is no air conditioning and electric heater.

As soon as I got out of the bed, I felt cold.

So I had to tuck the coat I was going to wear in the quilt in advance.

When you wear it like this, it's hot.

It's just that the shoes are too dirty to fit into the quilt.

There are no shoe warmers now, even thick cotton shoes, which are as cold as ice.

As soon as the feet in thick woolen stockings were stuffed in, they were still shivering with cold.

Su Meng wanted to take off her shoes on the spot, but she was so hungry that she had to go out like this.

When the curtain is lifted, there is a hall with a boxy wooden table and four long stools.

It's all made of wood, so shabby that there's no paint, and it's very old now.

The table top is made of long wooden boards, which are not glued together when spliced, leaving obvious gaps.

I don't know how many years this table has been used, and the cracks are already covered with black grease, and it looks very dirty.

Even the whole table was pitch black.

Because it is not painted, the table top is not smooth enough to be wiped clean at all.

Su Meng looked at all this in shock, she couldn't believe that she had once lived in such a dirty environment!

Chen Xiuhua and Su Wenqiang were sitting and eating.

Seeing her come out, Chen Xiuhua said impatiently: "Why did you come out?" The meals were cold. ”

Su Wenqiang glanced at her: "Hurry up and come over for dinner." ”

Su Meng walked over quickly, stretched her neck and looked at it.

There is a total of one dish on the table - stir-fried pork slices with bamboo shoots.

The meat wasn't a good meat at first glance, it wasn't cut well, and it looked fat and ugly.

The fat in the meat is not fried, and there is no oil when the bamboo shoots are put into the pan, so they look dry.

It's really unappetizing.

Su Meng remembered.

Because my family is so poor, I rarely buy meat, basically only once a week.

In order to save money, Su Wenqiang buys the cheapest knife meat every time. That is, the part of the neck, where the knife is cut when the pig is killed.

The meat there is bad, and there are lymph nodes.

Not to mention the taste, it's not healthy.

She never eats.

Because it's so unpalatable.

Su Meng felt disgusted, so she simply turned around and went into the kitchen, ready to see what was inside.

Entering the kitchen, Su Meng collapsed even more.

The whole kitchen was pitch black.

The earthen stove made of bricks was not even tiled, only a little cement was smeared.

There was no range hood, and the smoke from cooking was everywhere, and the whole house was blackened.

In the corners are water tanks, rice tanks, cupboards, and old wooden shelves.

At first glance, the shelf was made casually by a layman, and it was very poorly made. Nails are used to nail the thin trunks together, and they can barely be used.

The stakes left behind after the trunk was cut off from the branches were not treated and leveled, and if you were not careful, you would have to hurt your hands.

Su Meng walked over and opened the lid of the rice cylinder to take a look.

There is still rice, after all, it is rural, and this is not worried.

I opened the cupboard again and looked at it, and there were more than a dozen bowls of all sizes, all of which were very old.

Not to mention the ugly style, the quality is not good.

The yellowed glaze is still worn very badly, and the glaze in some places has been worn and dragged off, revealing the yellow fluttering embryo body inside.

Su Meng: "......"

She searched again, and to her dismay, found that there was nothing in the kitchen.

Not to mention vegetables and meat, even the condiments such as onions, ginger and garlic are not available.

Cooking oil, soy sauce, seasoning oil, rice vinegar, sugar, nothing!

Just find a little coarse salt in a clay pot.

The color is also yellowish, and it looks like there are a lot of impurities.

Su Meng: !!

How do you live this day!

Chen Xiuhua walked in and urged Su Meng to eat.

But where can Su Meng eat?

She couldn't stand it anymore, so she wondered if she should go next door and borrow some food and seasonings.

However, after thinking about it, I gave up.

Living next door is Su Wenqiang's younger brother Su Wuqiang's family, Su Wuqiang is a good man, not very stingy.

But his daughter-in-law He Cuifen is very pungent and very difficult to provoke.

She didn't need to look at He Cuifen's face for a little thing.

Let's make do with it first.

Su Meng sighed, scooped a small bowl of white rice and walked out.

She only eats, but doesn't eat vegetables, which makes Chen Xiuhua very puzzled: "Isn't there a dish here?" Why don't you eat. ”

"That meat is not good, I don't like it."

After Su Meng finished speaking, she continued to eat.

She's nine years old, but her birthday hasn't come yet.

So strictly speaking, she's only eight and a half years old now.

It would be strange to say something like "there are lymph nodes in the meat, and eating it is not good for the body".

"It's just that you have a lot of problems!"

Chen Xiuhua said dissatisfiedly and began to clean up the table.

Su Wenqiang had already finished eating, and he didn't know where he went.

Su Meng didn't take it to heart.

Just the things that Su Wenqiang had done in her previous life, she didn't have a good impression of this person at all.