Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

The next day.

At dawn, there was movement in the thatched house.

A baby cry woke everyone up.

Everyone came out of the thatched house one after another. When they saw Qianghua sitting under the tree outside, everyone looked shocked and confused, as if they had forgotten that they brought her here last night.

After a while, everyone realized that they had brought this little lady here. The old man who asked the question yesterday frowned and asked, "Did you stay up all night?" He looked back at the thatched cottage assigned to her last night, and his expression He paused, "Did they kick you out?"

"Ah?" Qianghua shook her head, "I can't sleep."

It doesn't matter if they are kicked out of the thatched hut, or if the people in the village are not united, the old man nodded and expressed his understanding. When they just decided to leave the grass, they were worried all night and couldn't sleep, until their bodies couldn't bear it anymore, and their eyelids After a fight, he fell asleep.

The baby was still crying, Qianghua looked at it worriedly, "The baby keeps crying, is he okay?"

The old man sighed, as if to avoid suspicion, and did not answer. However, Huang Lao came out of the thatched hut, heard her question, and explained: "The big ones can't have enough to eat, and the little ones will naturally starve. Wait a minute." Just put her to sleep."

Put to sleep? Are you sure you didn't faint from hunger?

"Don't be dazed, come with me." Huang Lao sighed and said, "This child came at the wrong time. Whether he can survive depends on whether God can accept him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman's sad cries and the man's comforting words erupted in the thatched cottage.

Qianghua paused and said nothing. She stood up and followed Huang Na towards a hillside.

The current hillside has not been cut down and only bare land remains. Even if the hillside is a bit steep, there is still something to stabilize the body.

Huang Lao looks to be in her seventies, but when asked about her age, she is only in her early fifties.

The oldest person in the village was only fifty-five years old, and he was the old man who just talked to her.

After asking, I found out that they were still married.

She probably felt that Qianghua was one of her own, and felt that a little lady couldn't do much. Huang Lao didn't hide it. She went through the relationship tree in the village for her, and reminded her with a worried look, "On weekdays, I am away from the big boys in the village. We should stay away from each other, but don’t believe their sweet words. Now that we don’t have enough to eat, we dare not and cannot get married..."

Qianghua: "..."

In October, there are still wild vegetables on the ground, and you can still see some new shoots growing. Occasionally, you can find one or two fruit trees with few fruits. However, the fruits on the trees have been pecked by birds, and the fruits are small in nature. Now humans have nothing to say, so there is no need to climb trees to pick them.

"What a pity." Huang La sighed as she stood under the tree.

In a month or two, when the vegetation turns yellow and is covered with snow, there will be nothing left. They need to take advantage of this time to stock up on enough food for the winter.

Moreover, this winter, a group of them rely on thatched huts that are not very stable and warm, and they don't know whether they can survive it.

Huang Lao stopped and said, "Stay here and pick." After saying that, she put down the straw basket in her hand and squatted down to dig wild vegetables.

There was no young lady in the village who didn't know wild vegetables, and she didn't feel the need to tell Qianghua what wild vegetables she could eat.

Qianghua's spiritual consciousness explored the wild vegetables that Huang La had dug, and soon she squatted on the ground and started working.

After digging one piece of land and moving to another, Huang Lao did not dare to go deeper into the mountains for fear of encountering wild animals, which would mean there was no return.

The digging lasted until 12:30 noon, when Huang Lao got up, bundled the wild vegetables she dug, put them into baskets, or held them in her arms, and called Qianghua back.

The harvest in the morning was more than double what she gained yesterday, and it was equal to her harvest in one day. The smile on Huang's face could not go away for a long time.

She praised: "You little lady, your hands and feet are quite nimble."

She should be praised for not having to squeeze food through her teeth.

Back at the thatched hut, Huang Lao told everyone about the harvest this morning. Everyone smiled, and the faint repulsion disappeared.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, Huang Yu started cooking.

At three o'clock, Qianghua received a bowl of green wild vegetable paste served in a bamboo tube.

She watched the whole process of making it. No oil, salt, or grains were added in the process. It was all wild vegetables, no additives.

Oh, it seems that because there was not enough water, two handfuls of water washed a large pot of wild vegetables.

There is no difference between washed and unwashed.

"Sister, why don't you eat?" The little girl next to her had finished her share of the wild vegetable paste, but she was obviously not full. She swallowed her saliva and stared at the wild vegetable paste in her hand.

Even though she was about to starve to death, she had never eaten wild vegetables like this!

It's not that she's being pretentious, she's not that hungry, and she really can't eat.

"Sister, I'm not hungry. Let me share some with you." He said that he was about to pour it to her.

The little girl hesitated and turned to look at Huang Lao and Huang Weng. Seeing that they did not object, she slowly stretched out her bowl.

The little girl is the granddaughter of Huang Lao and Huang Weng, the only one of her younger generation who is still alive.

Even so, they couldn't give her more food in front of others. Once they acted unfairly, their right to speak in the village would be taken away.

There is a society where there are people. If something happens, their family may be the first to be abandoned.

Qianghua's hands were fierce and she poured two-thirds of it into the little girl's bowl.

The little girl exclaimed, "Too many!"

Everyone's eyes turned around at once, and the man who was not full gulped when he saw it, but no one said anything, "If you don't want to eat, give it to him." After looking at it for a while, they turned back.

After eating the wild vegetables, everyone divided their work.

Several men went to the edge to clear the land, hoping to plant it next year.

Among the remaining men, one held a curled-edged woodcutter in his hand, and the others each held wooden sticks as thick as her wrists and went into the mountain to see what their luck was today and whether they could find anything. Meaty.

The women continued to pick wild vegetables and collect food for the winter.

There are four distinct seasons in Bianguan. In October, the weather starts to get colder and it gets dark earlier than usual.

After five o'clock, everyone came back one after another, but the hunting team found nothing.

At six o'clock, after finishing a bowl of wild vegetable paste, everyone started to get down to business.

Qianghua was embarrassed when she heard that they were doing business. Yes, robbery was their "business". During the day, they lived like the life of an ancient tribe. She almost forgot about it.

A group of people all went down the mountain and crouched in the grass to ambush her at the same place where they met her yesterday.

By this time it was getting dark.

Qianghua looked at the road where no one was passing by, and curiously asked Huang, "Why don't you come during the day? There should be no one passing by at night, right? Can you gain anything?"

She was unique, her interest was sharp, and she was different.

Huang Lao paused and said faintly: "It's best to work at night."

During the day, when passers-by saw that they were just a group of old, weak, women and children, how could they not resist and obediently take out their money?

"If we don't receive a signal that we need support later, we don't have to come forward. We just need to make a move on the mountain." Huang Yu reminded.

Qianghua: "..."

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