I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 262 Learn to protect food

Several people looked at each other, can this be understood?

 Sounds like it makes sense?

 She is indeed their mother, her ideas are unique.

Bai Yunxi looked at the child who was eagerly waiting to be taught, took a breath and said in a serious tone,

“Things that belong to us must be protected and cannot be taken away easily. Once you get used to being robbed, anything you have will be easily taken away.”

"You have to remember that even a needle that belongs to us cannot be taken away by others. Just like today, your cousin and his wife obviously came here with us. They came just to take advantage of us, knowing that they had bad intentions. Pure, if you still give in, you deserve to be bullied."

Hearing Bai Yunxi’s tone, Li held the **** and nodded firmly.

“Mom is right, no one can take away a single grain of food that belongs to us, and we will fight to the death of whoever takes it.”

Baiyunxi likes people like Li. Although she has a naive personality, she knows how to protect her food. This alone is gratifying.

"Mom, we understand." Bai Anyan nodded thoughtfully, holding the **** and continuing to dig kudzu roots.

In order to survive the winter safely, the family worked very hard. When the sun turned west, they finally finished digging the kudzu roots in this area.

Looking at the kudzu piled all over the ground, Baiyunxi felt a little worried. How could he transport it back?

With just a few of them, it would take two trips.

Just when she was worried, she saw Bai Anyan was already tying up.

He tied the big kudzu roots into bundles, just like carrying firewood, and put the small and broken ones into cloth bags.

 Then use a cloth bag to support the bottom, stack another bundle on top, and then tie them together with ropes to fix them, and then hang them on the pole.

One shoulder pole is equal to four bundles of kudzu. He and Mr. Li picked one each.

The rest was put into baskets and asked to be carried by Xiaosi and Xiaowu. She only had to carry the tools.

Baiyunxi looked at the overloaded two poles of the second brother and his wife, and was really afraid that they would break under the weight.

“Son, is this okay? Isn’t it too tiring?”

“Mom, no problem, I usually carry firewood like this.” Bai Anyan tried it and said with a smile.

“It’s not a close distance from here to the foot of the mountain. If you’re too tired, it’s better to unload a little, find a place with thick bushes to hide, and come back early tomorrow morning to pick it up and take it home.”

Bai Anyan listened and shook his head.

“Mom, there’s no need to go to such trouble. It won’t be a problem for me and Mrs. Li to carry one load each. We dug it with great difficulty. If someone takes it away again, we will be in a panic.”

Although his uncle and aunt were sent away by their mother, if they come to their senses, they will definitely come back to see the situation. He doesn’t want to give away what he has worked so hard to dig out.

Although he is not as smart as his elder brothers, he is not stupid.

Bai Yunxi saw them persisting and stopped talking. Just work harder if you have to work harder. After all, it’s all about food.

 Along the way, I watched Lao Er and Li's poles being crushed and deformed, and I felt very sad. When they got home, their shoulders were red and swollen.

 Luckily the family has such a pair of strong laborers, otherwise they would never be able to get home with just four trips each.

By the time they arrived at the doorstep carrying their things, the last light in the sky had disappeared.

Hearing the noise at the door, Mrs. Du rushed out of the kitchen, opened the fence door, and looked at everyone with a worried look.

"You are finally back. Why are you so late today? Is it because the road is not easy to walk or are you going into the mountains again?"

 (End of this chapter)