Chapter 182: Anyway, the left and right are fleeing from the famine

"That's it." Ah Jiu was tired all night, and now his face was hot and painful: "You must be careful in today's process, you must not be open-mouthed anymore, and you must not tell the story of your killing today." ”

Otherwise, the strange case would have to touch Tuoba Yan's own head in an instant.

"Uh-huh, Sister Ah Jiu, don't worry." Tuoba Yan must be obedient at this time.

Saying that, Ah Jiu had already entered the house and quietly lay down next to Aunt Li and fell asleep.

"Sister Jiu, are you driving me away?" Tuoba Yan thought, happy that he didn't sleep all night, just waiting for the sky to just dawn.

When Aunt Li got up, he had already taken out Grandpa Niu's old cow and was tidying up the car.

"Xiaoyan, where are you going?" Aunt Li glanced at the thick withered grass on the car.

When Ah Jiu yawned in a daze and went out, Ah Dad and Ah Niang got up.

"I planted some fruit for Tuoba Yan to bring into the city to exchange for some food."

Ah Jiu said, pulling his father and mother over.

Over there, Zhao Kun had already accompanied Tuoba Yan to set off.

"Auntie, Daddy and Auntie, I made a decision last night, isn't it raining now? I'm going to exchange some military rations as seeds, and we can't afford to waste time here now. ”

Ah Jiu told him what he was going to do.

Cai Lihua's eyes finally had a light in her eyes: "Daughter, pay attention, if I collect food in the future, I can make all kinds of food, and maybe I can sell it in the city for money." ”

"Yes, yes, girl, you haven't really seen your mother's cooking, and the same thing can make all kinds of tricks."

Meng Shaode saw that his daughter-in-law's spirit was much better today than yesterday, and he was also happy.

"Then if we can really get some food, we won't live in vain here, and when Uncle Niu comes back, we can leave some for him."

Mao Junlan didn't treat herself as an outsider, and she has become a family unconsciously along the way.

"Yes, what my aunt said is true, Grandpa Niu is old, if he can recognize his granddaughter and bring it back in the future, he will need to eat."

Ah Jiu was also reminded.

"Then listen to the girl, anyway, my mother will also farm, your father has great strength and can plow the land." The light in Cai Lihua's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Ah Jiu girl." The bucket, who had been silent for a day, said with a melancholy face:

"When are we going back to the city, I'm worried that Sister Cai'er will be sad when she comes back."

Ah Jiu understands him, and his heart and mind are all about the Liu family, after all, he has the grace of saving his life:

"Don't worry, Xiao Yan is a soldier in the city, go back and tell him, I will relay it to you as soon as there is news, now I don't know what the situation of the displaced people in the city is, when it will be too peaceful, it's not too late to go back."

"Oh." The bucket with its head down is like a lost soul.

"Daddy and Auntie, let's still eat watermelon today, I believe we will be able to eat food soon."

Ah Jiu said and got up and went to the room, she explained yesterday that the big box was exchanged for food, and the small box was kept for food.

Meng Shaode reminded: "Jiu'er, your mother pulled it again last night, this watermelon is unedible today, Daddy went up the mountain to see if there was any game." ”

After explaining, Meng Shaode looked at the bucket: "Look at you, you are also seventeen or eighteen, you can't be idle, the more idle you are, the easier it is to think about things, go, go up the mountain with your uncle to see if there are any rabbits to fight." ”

"Oh." Except for the Weilan Medical Center, the bucket really has no interest in anything.

agreed, and followed Meng Shaode out half-dead with his head down.

Ah Jiu led the iron egg and the hammer to take out the few ruined and cracked watermelons and break them first.

One pomegranate per person, one peache.

"Jiu'er, thanks to you all the way." Mao Junlan looked at the peach in her hand in a daze: "Hey...... If I had met you earlier, Xu Lao Li would not have been arrested. ”

"Auntie, don't think about it, you see how much the hammer looks like Uncle Li." Ah Jiu couldn't find any other words to comfort.

Mao Junlan's eyes that were about to cry fell on Iron Hammer's face, and the smile that bloomed at the corner of her mouth: "No, it's very like, and the iron egg will follow my square face." ”

"Ah Jiu, go up the mountain with my mother." Cai Lihua didn't know where to find the bamboo basket of Grandpa Niu's house, and there was a sickle in the basket.

"What are you doing up the mountain?" Ah Jiu suddenly thought of the scene of burying the corpse last night.