Chapter 11: The Analects

"......" saw Su Mo'er cooking konjac, and Su Qushan's eyes turned red.

How did it get to this point?

The children are starting to think.

Struggling to get up, he walked to Su Mo'er's side and said, "I'll go and ask your grandfather to see if you can get some food over there, I saw your grandmother digging a lot of wild vegetable roots yesterday, don't eat this ghost taro first." ”

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Su Mo'er wanted to say that she would go in vain.

But......

In a blink of an eye, I thought that it was already such a situation, and the cheap dad was still counting on that family.

Stupid and ignorant.

It's better to let people beg for it, and only when they hit a wall can they face reality.

can see clearly what the Zhao family and Lao Su Tou think.

In this case, after surviving this hard time, waiting for the government to get along with the government to settle the displaced people, or......

Get out.

Get rid of these outcasts.

Looking at Su Qushan's slow movements, Su Moer's eyes fell on Su Qi, who was pretending to be asleep.

Three or two steps walked to Su Qi's side, stretched out his legs and kicked it: "Get up, help Dad." ”

Su Qi rolled over and continued to sleep.

Su Mo'er couldn't help laughing.

What's going on here, I'm still lazy.

If a few small ones are not taken care of by adults, how can they live in a situation surrounded by homeless people.

"I say, get up."

There was a little coldness in Su Mo'er's voice.

Su Qi shuddered, opened his eyes, glanced at Su Mo'er, and whispered, "Do you have anything to eat?" ”

"......" is so thick-skinned that he doesn't want to be cheap.

Su Mo'er almost felt that this sister had been picked up.

A pair of honest people can even raise delicious and lazy things.

"Help my dad over there, do you hear me?"

Su Mo'er lowered her voice, her eyes cold.

Goosebumps popped up on Su Qi's arms.

In a trance, I thought of Su Mo'er's appearance when she killed someone.

"I'll go, can't I go?"

Su Qi stretched out his hand and pulled a few strokes on the messy hair, picked up a wooden hairpin from the ground, and coiled up a withered yellow hair.

Pat your clothes and walk outside.

"Dad, you're not in good health, I'll hold you."

Su Qi's voice echoed from outside.

Su Mo'er continued what she was doing.

For Su Qi, as long as this cheap sister doesn't hold back, is lazy or smart, Su Moer doesn't care, human nature, a girl who is just ten years old is already very powerful before she collapses.

Of course, Su Mo'er felt that she was stronger.

If you say killing, you will kill, and three people will ...... in two days

Driving these unwanted thoughts out of her mind, Su Mo'er boiled the konjac and guarded the jar.

After a while, Su Qushan walked in from outside with a disillusioned face.

Glancing at Su Mo'er, and then looking at the konjac that continued to live in the crockpot, Su Qushan didn't speak.

Konjac is almost cooked.

Su Mo brought down the crockpot.

The family ate together.

There are quite a few konjac, and everyone fills their stomachs.

After eating, Su Qushan closed his eyes.

Zhou leaned on Su Qushan, and stopped crying, a smile was hooked at the corner of his mouth, which was a little soft and strangely good-looking.

The behavior of the two perfectly illustrates what it means to wait for death.

However......

This little detoxified konjac is not enough to make people die.

Of course, if you continue to eat this every day, it will still hurt your body.

"Dad, this thing can't eat the dead."

Su Qi said with a smile.

Su Qushan opened his eyes and smiled bitterly, the child is still too naΓ―ve, how many people eat this thing, if it is serious, it will die, and if it is not serious, it will vomit and diarrhea, and now where can their bodies withstand the toss of these ghost taro, they will definitely die.

However, ......, surprise flashed in Su Qushan's eyes, he didn't feel the pain of gastrointestinal convulsions now, and there was no sign of poisoning, plus Su Qi's words......

Could it be ......

Just guessing, Su Mo'er's voice reached his ears: "This thing is poisonous, but if you soak it in water for a few more days, or boil it in water for a while, it will be detoxified." ”

"Really?"

Su Qushan's eyes widened.

There was something called hope on his miserable face.

"Dad, don't you feel it yourself? I've been eating the ghost taro for so long, if there was something, something would have happened a long time ago. ”

Su Qi said again.

Su Qushan smirked.

Zhou opened his eyes, and there was something called relief on his face.

No one eats the ghost head taro, and there are a lot of ghost head taro nearby, if these ghost head taro are received, even if the coming winter is not good.

It won't be too sad either.

Su Mo'er glanced at it and shook her head.

The idea is so simple.

Even wheat and rice can't be eaten continuously, and only one kind of monotonous food is eaten.

It also has to be mixed with other things, or replaced.

Not to mention konjac.

This thing is just a short time to eat immortal, if you want to be healthy, want to be strong, want a good body, you have to find something else to eat.

Wash the crockpot and boil some hot water.

You can't go out without water.

There are parasites in the river water, and if you drink raw water, you have to take those insecticidal medicines regularly, otherwise you may not know when you will give an account of your life because of abdominal pain.

"Dad, do you know where there is bamboo? So thick. Su Mo'er stretched out her arm and planned to make a gesture, and opened her sleeves, only to find that her arm was slender, and her eyes fell on Chen Qi, and she picked up Chen Qi's arm. Let's make an analogy.

Su Qushan shook his head.

This bamboo, there are some here, but they are all very thin.

It is not possible to make a bamboo tube.

"How can you hold water without a bamboo tube?"

"Hydration bladder!" Su Qushan spoke, and took out a leather bag from under the straw mat.

The skin is very old, and I can't tell what kind of skin it is.

It's probably a cowhide water bag unique to this era.

Su Mo'er washed it and poured the boiling cold water into it.

Glancing at Su Qushan, he said: "Dad, let's look for food separately, you pay attention to safety, nothing is as important as your life." ”

knew that Su Qushan almost got into a fight with someone yesterday because of a sweet potato.

Su Mo'er is really worried!

Su Qushan's wooden appearance, who can beat him.

Even if you really fight with someone, you can't react with your hands and feet.

It wasn't that he fainted suddenly yesterday, and the people who fought were not the ones who dared to die, otherwise Su Qushan would have been able to return to the broken temple intact.

It was good luck before, but what about the future.

This person's luck cannot be good forever, nor can it be bad forever.

So, you have to rely on yourself.

Su Qushan nodded, after knowing how to eat ghost head taro, Su Qushan's whole mental state is different, even if he can't find sweet potatoes and radishes, he can still eat ghost head taro, right?

Su Mo'er pinned a water bag to her waist and walked up the mountain with a few small ones again.

This......

There are a lot fewer people who dare to make up their minds.

One night, enough time for Su Mo'er's fierce reputation to spread on this one-third of an acre.

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Old Su Tou and Su Quhai naturally have to find something to eat.

Old Su Tou and the Zhao family were responsible for staying in the broken temple to watch the children, while Su Quhai and Su Qutian took their respective daughters-in-law and children and walked outside.

In times of famine, a grain of rice is extremely precious.

This time when he went out, the eldest Su Quhai also took his eldest son Su Heng.

Su Heng had studied and was going to take the children's exam after the New Year, but a flood suddenly came in the summer......

All the plans were disrupted, except for one Analects and one Spring and Autumn Period, and the rest of the books were destroyed on the way.

Even at this moment, Su Heng was still reciting the Analects.