Wang Caihua in the house was startled, and saw her daughter rushing in like a gust of wind, spinning around like a headless fly, her heart hung up, "Ah Ma, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Mother, where is our mirror!" Song Ying had to take a good look at what she looked like, she was scared like that just now because she saw a face like a ghost!

She knew she was thin, but she didn't expect to be like that.

"There." Wang Caihua pointed to the corner of the table.

It is an exaggeration to say that this is a mirror, the mirror is divided into seven petals, two of which have fallen off, and the remaining five petals are covered with dust.

"Bang", Song Ying sat on the stool!

Although the mirror is broken, and the reflection is not clear, Song Ying is still devastated, he really looks like a ghost!

Her face was pale, even her lips were white, although she ran in just now and made her face a little flushed, but this little flush also made people feel pale.

Song Ying looked down at his figure again, there was no meat in two taels, it was completely a bean sprout, as if it would fall when the wind blew.

She's going to grow meat quickly! Long meat! Song Ying clenched his fists and rushed out.

Neatly cooked and brought to the table, the white monkey unceremoniously pulled a bowl and put it in front of him, there were two bowls left on the table, Song Ying just pulled the bowl in front of the white monkey back in front of him, and was pushed in front of the white monkey by Wang Caihua, she stuffed her bowl to Song Ying, "You use your mother's bowl, your mother will eat." Matsu, the Monkey God is a great benefactor of our family, so we can't be disrespectful to it. ”

Song Ying grabbed the bowl because her family's bowls and chopsticks were counted, except for three bowls and three pairs of chopsticks, there was only one broken clay pot with a missing mouth.

Her house is really simple, like this adobe house, you can see the sky outside when you look up, like a wall, and you can see the courtyard when you sit in the house, and there are holes everywhere.

"Mother, you eat first, I'll eat later, and we'll have that little food in the tank?" Song Ying thought of the bean noodles at the bottom of the tank that were about to bottom, and she panicked.

Originally, Song Ying wanted to make pimple soup, but unfortunately there was no white flour at home, so she could only change it to sipping tips.

"That's enough for us to eat for a few days. Ah Ma, how do you make it so thick, don't you hate eating thick food the most? Wang Caihua asked strangely.

No matter what her family eats, she can see the bottom of the bowl rarely, so that others can see it, and they will think that her family is poor, but in fact, her family is not poor like this, it is mainly because Song Ying is sick, not to mention oil and water, and she has to vomit out the thick food.

Song Ying: "......"

"Squeak!"

The white monkey screamed twice, and Song Ying immediately pointed at it, "Mother, of course it was the monkey god who made me better." ”

"Thank you, Monkey God." Wang Caihua and Song Wang bowed to the white monkey together, and they were simply grateful.

Song Ying secretly patted her chest twice, so she didn't doubt it anymore, it seems that no matter what her mother suspects in the future, she just needs to push it on this monkey who eats and drinks.

After eating, Song Ying packed up the dishes and chopsticks, came back and sat down and said, "Mother, I want to go up the mountain." ”

It's not good to sit and eat like this, Song Ying wanted to go up the mountain to find something to eat, just now she ate three bowls of sipping, but she was actually not too full, but her mother looked like she was about to faint from being scared, and Song Ying didn't eat again.

"I'm going up the mountain again, no!" Wang Caihua shook her head in fright, she let Song Ying go up the mountain yesterday to save Song Wang, and now that Song Wang has woken up, you can't let Song Ying go up the mountain again, it's too dangerous.

"Mother, I'm well, it's okay to go up the mountain." Song Ying hugged Wang Caihua's arm and coquettishly, she didn't want to be strong when she went up the mountain, although her father woke up, her leg was injured and she couldn't hunt, and her mother's body was weak, so she could only rely on her.

"It's too dangerous." Wang Caihua is still not at ease, she still regards Song Ying as the Song Ying who had to take three breaths after walking two steps before.

"Mother, it's not dangerous, I'll bring the monkey god." Song Ying pointed to the white monkey on the table who was napping after eating, and he didn't know why the whole village thought it was the monkey god.

As soon as she heard that the Monkey God was also going, Wang Caihua didn't worry about Song Ying at all, and only told her to go and come back quickly.

Song Ying and the white monkey went up the mountain together, the white monkey swished on the mountain, and after a while, "squeaked" and came to Song Ying, Song Ying walked over with it in three steps and two steps, and then angrily ripped the white monkey off his shoulder.

There was only a wild apple tree in front of her, and Song Ying thought that the white monkey had brought her to find ginseng.

In the novel, when people go up the mountain, they find either ginseng or Ganoderma lucidum, or they hit the fat pheasant and hare on the tree, and what they find is only a fruit tree!

Song Yingti slipped the white monkey and threw it onto the tree, "If you want to eat and pick it yourself, you are the monkey god, and you have to do something practical." ”

The white monkey "squeaked" and jumped down from the tree, and then jumped onto Song Ying's shoulder, jumping and screaming, Song Ying's ears were buzzing, and he could only go up the tree to pick wild apples.

She swooped up the tree, sat on the branch, picked a wild apple and ate it herself. Don't look at the apple is green and small, but it is crisp and sweet, and when Song Ying wants to eat the second one, the white monkey screams in protest below.

Song Ying shook the branches vigorously, the wild apples fell down, there was thick grass below, the wild apples could not be broken, and when Song Ying came down from the tree, the white monkey was a wild apple in his left hand and two wild apples in his right hand, and he was eating happily.

"I know how to eat, I don't think you should be called the monkey god, you should be called the rice bucket!" Song Ying didn't come to one place, he had never seen such a delicious and lazy monkey, and he was too lazy to climb a tree.

"Rice bucket, you don't know how to climb trees, do you?" After asking, Song Ying himself laughed first, how could the monkey not climb the tree, but when he saw the apple in the white monkey's mouth "bar" falling to the ground, it scratched its head......