beautiful teenager picking mushrooms

Lin An dug the hole very hard, as if he wanted to vent all the unhappiness in his heart.

"This world is like this. If you don't have the ability, you can only wait for death." Because there is no tool, Lin An can only take a stone and smash it down hard. Fortunately, the ground is not yet solid, and a hole can still be smashed in one fell swoop.

"The past few years have been much better. During the war, the roadsides were full of corpses, and the hell on earth is nothing more than that." Mo Si's tone was very soft. He observed Lin An's changes, from the time he saw Lin An to the present. It was found that the teenager had no other relatives.Although he was in this village, he was only getting closer to the Xiaomao family next door, which made people feel more distressed.

"Well, I'm just a little emotional. This is just the sadness of this era. Maybe it won't be like this again in thousands of years or hundreds of years." After the pit was dug, Mo Si wrapped it in leaves and buried it.

On the way home, because of this incident, the atmosphere between the two became a little depressed.

After arriving at the village, there were many villagers returning home on the way. Although they were curious about Lin An and Mo Si, they didn't dare to ask any questions.

When the two of them arrived home, Xiao Mao was sitting on the stone in front of the door, still holding the Mao peach that Lin An gave him.

"Brother Lin~" Xiao Mao saw Lin An and the others came back and immediately got up and ran over.

"Waiting until now? Didn't you say you don't have to wait for me to come back?" Although Lin An was depressed because of the dead baby just now, after seeing Xiao Mao's smiling face, he couldn't put on a face in front of him.

"No~ it's okay." Xiaomao embarrassedly saved the hem of his clothes, and then looked at the basket of yams.

"This ~ no, I can't~ eat it!" A few days ago, when Xiao Mao went to dig taro with Lin An, he didn't seem to have any reaction, why did he suddenly not understand this time?

"It's fine."

"No~don't~ eat." Seeing that Lin An didn't listen to him, Xiaomao immediately blushed and was about to cry.

"Okay, okay, don't worry if you don't eat, it's getting late, go back and see if your grandma can help, it's been so long, your grandma should be anxious too." Lin An stroked Xiaomao's To appease him with his head, it may not be clear for a while. He is in a hurry now, so let's get Xiaomao back first and then start making milk tea.

"No~don't~" Xiao Mao reminded Lin An to throw away those yams before he left.

Lin An promised well, and he didn't wink at Mo Si until Xiao Mao entered the house.

"What are you laughing at? You've got to work." Seen inexplicably, Lin An walked past Mo Si with the basket and walked towards the kitchen.

Lin An had to admit that it was much easier to work with more people, even though Mo Si was still so clumsy.

"How did you find out that this kind of thing can be eaten?" Mo Si has never studied how to eat it, so he doesn't know if this thing can be eaten, but judging from Xiaomao's reaction, everyone should think this It is inedible.

"Accidentally tasted it. It's poisonous and they didn't handle it well." Lin An kept stirring the taro in the pot with a spatula made of moso bamboo while cooking it.

After Lin An continued to simmer with a low fire, he asked Mo Si to chop today's firewood.

"I?"

"Could it be me?" Lin An frowned, dissatisfied with Mo Si's reaction.

"I'll go right away." Mo Si raised his eyebrows and couldn't deny it.

After dismissing Mo Si, Lin An himself was not idle. He broke all the bamboo threads dragged back today, about [-] centimeters in length, and tied bundles of them with straw for fire.

During this period, Xiao Mao also sneaked over to look at it, just to monitor whether Lin An had eaten those taro.

"He cares about you very much." Although Mo Si has great strength, his skill in chopping firewood is really not very good. There are no rules for long and short. Mo Si hacked well, so he didn't say anything.

That night, Lin An and Mo Si had sugar water for dinner. In fact, this food wasn't enough to fill their stomachs, but at least it tasted good.

"Go with me to the town to sell sugar water tomorrow." Lin An drank the sugar water, and then saw Mo Si staring at him with an empty bowl.

"No problem." Mo Si agreed first, but quickly picked it up again.

"I'm not familiar with this place, can I go shopping first?" Mo Si looked at Lin An expectantly, putting Lin An under a lot of pressure.

"Can't you go out after you're done?"

"... That's fine." Mo Si put down the bowl in his hand, and licked his sweet lips.

"By the way, have you lived here all this time?"

"My ancestors belonged to this." Lin An was right. The original villagers in this village had long since died of the plague, and the rest of them had fled here during the war.

"Then is there a big family named Ji here? It's a scholarly family, and their family is full of scholars."

"This... I really don't know. I just hit my head a few days ago, and I don't necessarily remember my own affairs clearly. You might ask Grandma Mao about this." Lin An took a few sips from the bowl and finished drinking. After drinking the sugar water, he answered Mo Si's question seriously.

"I have some friendship with his family. I wanted to visit, but the world has been in turmoil so I couldn't find it, so I wanted to inquire about it." Mo Si didn't care about Lin An's suspicious look, and explained lightly Clear.

"In our place, we are all farming people. We definitely won't find out about people with prominent families." Lin An put down the bowl and touched his stomach. This can be regarded as God's forgiveness of himself, and it will be even more difficult if he wants to eat the original body as a foodie.

The two of them had dinner, and Mo Si was ready to finish the wash very wisely. It may be that he saw how Grandma Mao did it last night, so he was pretty good at it today.

Because they are eaten directly from moso bamboo, they are not afraid of being broken.

I was really tired recently, Lin An went to bed early as usual, maybe because of having a companion, Lin An felt relieved a lot from the bottom of his heart, he greeted Mo Si and told him to wake up early tomorrow Get up by yourself.

Mo Si lay on the bed, thinking about his purpose of coming out this time by the moonlight.

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, his teacher's family was murdered by traitors. There were more than 200 people in his family. It seems that only a few servants escaped with his family's younger brothers.They just heard this news, and there is no real evidence.

It has been two months since he came out this time, but there is no news. This place is the last of the few servants who escaped at the beginning, but when they arrived, they found that all the people here were refugees or families who fled later. There were very few locals who migrated here, and the Ji family he was looking for was the family of the last servant, but there was no news about this family after the last war.

Lin An was woken up by Mo Si in the morning. Mo Si was more reliable than he imagined. He woke Lin An up on time before Uncle Li came. This time there were other people with him. There is not much firewood on the old car, but it seems to be in a good mood.

"Hey, Li Daniu! Save a seat for me!" Lin An felt something was wrong when he heard the voice, and he almost stopped getting into the car.

"Go together?" Uncle Li had a good image of Mo Si because Mo Si sent him home the day before yesterday.

He probably didn't expect Zuo Xianglian's family to come too, and he didn't answer her after hearing her voice.

"Don't be as knowledgeable as her for a while." Uncle Li also saw Lin An's predicament and told Lin An to sit in the front. There was a man in the car, because it was so dark that Lin An didn't see how long the man was. It's just that looking at the figure, I feel that the man is very thin, and he shouldn't be too young.

"Does that person have a festival?" Mo Si seemed to be a little curious about the ox cart. He stood there and looked at it for a while, and then came up and sat next to Lin An after hearing that there were people behind him. Although it was an ox cart, it was actually They put a trolley on the cow, and everyone sat on the side. The top is very narrow, and it is very uncomfortable to sit on it, and it has to be adjusted according to the weight of the two sides, so they are afraid of overturning the cart.

"Well, be smart later." Because of the presence of Mo Si this time, Lin An unconsciously puffed up his chest, feeling a little more confident.

"Yo, there are noble people." Zuo Xianglian uncontrollably wanted to say a few words when she saw Lin An's mouth, and the man next to her didn't say anything and directly put all her things in the car.

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