Song Jinyue scratched her head, and after a while, she pointed to the iron pot and said, "Dad, I think we can use the pot to dry the grass." ”

This sentence was a word to wake up the people in the dream, and the Song family was excited, and they didn't care what they could get, anyway, Daxian had never lost them.

"How come we didn't think of such a good way?"

"Jinyue, your head is still turning faster."

Song Haitao really admires Song Jinyue now, he has never been able to find fruit when he goes out, and now he has such a good idea.

Whose girl is so smart, his old Song family!

Just do it, Song Hailong and Song Haitao didn't wait for a good meal, so they went outside to collect grass suitable for making shoes.

"I'll go too!"

After all, the more points she gets, the more benefits she will have for herself, and Song Jinyue also took the hemp rope, followed the two uncles, and went to the mountains.

Song Hailong used to help Mrs. Song collect the dragon beard grass for making shoes, so it can be said that he is familiar with the road, he took the sickle, and quickly cut a few large bundles, the three of them bundled the straw, one carried a bundle, and rushed back.

On the way, I met many acquaintances, all of whom were villagers from Stone Village.

After more than a day, everyone has calmly accepted the reality.

There is not much food in stock, and what I can do now is to keep the food I bring at home as much as I can, and try to find food in the mountains.

Whether it is old rice or sweet potatoes, you can leave it for a long time, but in the mountains, in late autumn, there is nothing, and if the flood does not recede, everyone will eventually starve to death.

Shen Hong's expression was sad, he was also in a bad mood, why didn't the flood come a day later, in that case, perhaps, he would be able to take his wife and children here immediately.

Now that there was a flood on all sides, he couldn't walk, and he couldn't help but gag when he looked at the corpses floating in the flood.

Their family is now staying with their brother-in-law Zhang Dali and their future son-in-law Xu Tiansheng.

Xu Tiansheng's intestines are green at the moment, he shouldn't have come to this broken village at that time, but now he is trapped in this ghost place.

His family's cloth village is in the town, and his father has also saved a lot of grain, so he only hopes that his father can come to save him quickly.

In fact, now Ye Town in the east is also flooded, and most people are also trapped in the mountains, Xu Tiansheng expects his father to come to save him, which is tantamount to dreaming.

coldly, Song Jinyue and the three of them ran into these people.

When Shen Cui saw Song Hailong, she showed a trace of discomfort, and hurriedly made a statement of avoidance.

"Song Hailong, don't think that you didn't confiscate rice at the beginning, so you have a reason to come to us Cuicui."

Zhang Dali blocked in front of Shen Cui and said viciously.

Song Hailong didn't say a word, carrying the grass on his back and just bowing his head and hurrying, as if he hadn't seen them.

"Tell you, dare to bother us Cuicui, you have good fruit to eat."

Zhang Dali raised his fist at the backs of the three people.

Song Jintao was angry and wanted to turn around and scold this shameless person, but was pulled by Song Hailong.

Song Haitao didn't speak immediately, he also knew that now was not the time to fight for a moment, the Song family guarded such a good place, the more low-key the better.

"You know each other!"

Seeing that Song Hailong and the others didn't say anything, Zhang Dali and the others were very satisfied.

Only Shen Cui, seeing that Song Hailong didn't look at her, she was somewhat disappointed.

Although Song Hailong doesn't know how to hunt, he is very down-to-earth and hardworking, and he used to buy some hairpins and head ropes for her, but now it's like not knowing her, she is a little unaccustomed.

The Song family has now cooked the porridge, the dishes and chopsticks have been arranged, and they are waiting for someone to come back.

As soon as Song Jinyue and the others entered the door, they smelled the fragrance of porridge.

The three of them put the dragon beard grass on their backs at ease, and then placed it against the stone wall, and sat down.

The white porridge is particularly fragrant, sprinkled with salt, and it is not dull to drink.

"It's been a long time since I ate white rice!"

Song Haitao showed a nostalgic look on his face, his father was still there at that time, and his eldest brother had no accident, and he could often eat white rice at home, and even occasionally eat meat, which was really happy.

Everything changed in the second year after my father's death, and then the crops were not good, and the natural disasters caused the animals in the mountains to almost die, and then the eldest brother fell and injured his leg.

It's just an ordinary white porridge, but it makes people feel like eating what delicacies from the mountains and seas, Song Jinyue also feels that there is no one left, I like to eat white rice, right, this time I can eat it every day.

After eating, everyone divided their labor, baking grass, weaving shoes, and weaving insects.

In the evening, the Song family knitted a total of six pairs of straw shoes and twelve straw handicrafts.

The pair of straw sandals in the morning was exchanged for ten points, which is considered a high price, after all, it came from the hands of Mrs. Song, as for Song Hailong and others, they are slightly insufficient compared to Mrs. Song, but they are better than the straw insects that can't be sold with that point.

Song Jinyue was put into the space one by one, showing miracles out of thin air, and Mrs. Song took the Song family to kneel and worship.

Six pairs of straw sandals, twelve insects, a total of one hundred and two points, plus the previous balance, a total of one hundred and ninety-eight points.

Song Jinyue only used thirty points this time to exchange for a bottle of spicy meat sauce and a bottle of salted radish, both of which were about 500 grams.

Seeing that there were two more things in the basket in front of her, Mrs. Song took them out in surprise.

"You can see inside, it can't be a treasure, right?"

Song Hailong naturally pointed to the transparent glass bottle, under the reflection of candlelight, it was very beautiful.

"Is it food in it?"

Song Jinnan's focus is only on whether the things in it are also delicious.

"It should be!"

Song Jinyue followed his words and nodded.

"But, how do you open this?"

Song Haitao shook it back and forth, then grabbed the bottle cap with his hand and pulled it hard, but he didn't pull it open.

"I can't open it, second brother, take a look."

When Song Hailong heard this, he took the bottle, and then opened the cap with all his strength, but he just couldn't open it.

"No!"

"I'll give it a try!"

Song Jinyue took the bottle of radish pickles, pretended to look up and down, and then groped around the bottle with her hands for a long time, thinking deeply.

Finally, take out the knife and apply a hard touch to the spiral of the bottle.

Mrs. Song just wanted to remind her not to damage the treasure, so she heard a "poof" sound, and the bottle cap had come down.

"Jinyue, it's really yours!"

Song Haitao found that after his little niece was hit on the head, it seemed that the whole person had changed.

"It's nothing, it's just the occasional thought in my head!"

Song Jinyue looked at the eyes of the whole family, her tone was modest, and she smiled at Song Haishan's suspicious eyes.

Song Haishan rubbed his eyes, it must have been an illusion just now, how could he feel that the girl in front of him was not his child for a moment.

It seems that that incident made her grow up, and it was useless for him, and the two children had to endure so much at a young age.

According to Song Jinyue's method, Song Haitao easily opened another jar.

"This one should be a turnip, and that one seems to be - sauce."

Hearing the latter, everyone's expressions became subtle, a poor family like them, without a penny, where can they eat this kind of thing, and occasionally eat with a little salt, it is already considered a luxury.

"Don't think about it, we've all eaten the meat, this sauce was given by Daxian, if you don't eat it, do you have to take it out and throw it away?"

Song Haitao's words reminded everyone of meat sausages and walnut crisps.

"I'm worried that one day the great immortal will leave, and you will keep your mouth up again."

Mrs. Song sighed and said that she actually wanted to exchange these things and people for some money, and there would be some way out when the flood waters receded in the future.

After all, this sauce is not a filling thing, you can eat it or not!

Hearing that Mrs. Song wanted to exchange the sauce for money, the family was silent, the life of the people at the bottom is like this, pointing to the crops to live, it depends on God's mood, it is not good to catch up with the year, the stomach is not full, and the hand is not a penny.

That's a great idea!