Wearing a mountain village tuff

Knowing Qi Ming, the mocking voice broke through the window with fiery light, falling on the face of the person on the bed.

Withered and yellow hair hangs like straw over his face, covering his face.I don't know how long I've been wearing the commoner clothes on my body, and there are already many white marks after sweat evaporates.It smells a little bad.

The person on the bed was breathing lightly, and if he didn't look carefully, he thought he was out of breath.

The scorching light seemed to wrinkle the skin, and Ye Baiyou slowly opened his eyes.

When the chapped lips moved, some bloodstains were pulled out again, and the stinging pain awakened consciousness.Ye Baiyou thought in a trance:

He is not……

do you died?

The sun was shining brightly, and half of his face was burning with pain.Ye Baiyou struggled to support his body and rolled inward, hitting his head against the sleeping plank.Rolling his eyes, he passed out again.

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning.

After being dizzy all night, the original body's memory took the opportunity to enter.

Ye Baiyou clutched her stomach and stared blankly at the beams on the hut.

He himself was indeed dead.Doing research and forgetting to eat and sleep, he died suddenly.But now, he was resurrected from the dead.

Still woke up on a person with the same name and surname as him.

Originally Ye Baiyou, a person from the Great Zhou Dynasty.There are parents in the family, and there is an older brother on top.The family lives in a place called Daquan Village in Xiananshan County, Jing'an Prefecture.

His family background is fairly well-off in Daquan Village, and he has been pampered and pampered by the whole family for more than ten years.

But two years ago, the weather changed.Disasters followed.

In less than three years, people in Daquan Village died and fled.Even the Ye family, whose life was decent a while ago, couldn't go on anymore, leaving the original body who was still sick at that time and left.

But the original Ye Baiyou lingered on the leftover food, and finally went.

"Cuckoo..."

Ye Baiyou's face turned pale and he rolled his eyes in protest.

The sky outside the window is hazy, it will be bright but not yet bright.Whether it is the eve of the dawn or the foreplay of the poisonous day, it has nothing to do with Ye Baiyou now.

"If you don't eat, you will starve to death!"

With a long sigh, he overcame the drowsiness that hit his head, and with weak arms and legs, he got up to look for something to eat.As soon as the foot landed, the arms and legs went limp.

Clang!

Ye Baiyou rolled out of bed, he gasped and looked at the edge of the bed, feeling rejoiced.

Fortunately, the hand is a little faster, otherwise the head will open another hole.Whether he will live or not is the question.

Lie on the spot for a while, waiting to recover some strength.Ye Baiyou sat up more carefully.His movements were sluggish, his body and mind were weak, and the old man with a childish head and gaping teeth did not shake as much as he did.

There are three or two thatched huts, and there are only three bedrooms.It's a pity that Ye Baiyou rummaged through boxes and cabinets, even digging out the mouse hole in the kitchen with a stick.Not a single grain of rice was seen.

Ye Baiyou sat on the threshold of the kitchen and looked up at the sky.

His lips were pursed, and his difficult voice did not allow him to speak so much.He simply shouted in his heart: God, why do you want me to go through it!Just to make me starve to death again!

I am starving!

The stomach responds to the occasion, and also cries along with the grunt.

Ye Baiyou's face changed slightly, and he sighed: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people!"

Feeling dizzy and dizzy, I have to look for food even if I can’t find it.The pitch-black paws propped on the window sill and wobbled to stand up, and in a flash from the corner of the eye, it was a white-brown thing.

Take a closer look.

"Avalokitesvara land!"

Ye Baiyou scraped through his memory, and found that the original body didn't want to eat this thing and threw it here.He swallowed his dry throat, and solemnly picked up the things on the windowsill.

His belly was like a drum, Ye Baiyou couldn't hold back and broke a little bit into his mouth.

smack smack...

"Bah bah bah! Bah!"

A muddy smell spreads on the tip of the tongue accompanied by dry soil.It was like grabbing a handful of sand and stuffing it directly into his mouth, scurrying around.

As a farmer who lives in a beautiful countryside.Ye Baiyou deeply knows that Guanyin soil cannot be eaten too much!He still remembered that his grandma once said that they were poor at that time, and they ate this if they had nothing to eat.It also ate many people to death.

Ye Baiyou's face was expressionless.

Then...he squeezed a little more and put it in his mouth.

Eat a little bit, just a little bit!If you don't eat, you can't stick to it until you find other food.

Teeth were grinding the dirt roughly, Ye Baiyou found a wooden stick in his hand, and walked out with his footsteps.

Three thatched huts guard the yard, and the front is fenced off, leaving a gate facing the mountain.

The ground in the yard is also muddy, dried by the sun.When walking, the trousers easily pick up dust, and after a while, the nasal cavity is full of dust.

Ye Baiyou stood on the dry ridge of the field and shouted silently.The whole body is like a beggar with no clean place.

There is no one at home, the fields have been found, and even the field mouse holes have been emptied!

He brushed away the messy strands of withered grass that covered his eyes, and his shriveled stomach roared again.

Ye Baiyou looked at the majestic and green mountain facing him, grabbed his belt and stretched it on his stomach.The little wooden stick turned forward and moved fast again.

I was exhausted to death in my previous life, so I can't starve to death in this life!

It's a good deal to take a life for nothing.After searching around, I am afraid that the only food that can be found can be found in the mountains.

Hunger urged Ye Baiyou to move forward.

But helplessly, his body couldn't hold on, and he walked about halfway up the mountain along the path, and Ye Baiyou was already out of breath.

On both sides of the field is dry grass.

If you look closely, the leaves are long and thin, with saw-like barbs on the edges.

Thatch!

The little old lady in his family likes to make water with thatch root mixed with bamboo leaf core.If you can soak in water, you can eat it.

Ye Baiyou loosened his stick and sat down on the ridge of the field.

Holding the leaves of thatch with both hands, the weight of the body is thrown back.

With a bang, the soil scattered.The roots of thatch fall off.But Ye Baiyou closed his eyes tightly as expected, and with a bang, he fell on the ridge of the field following inertia.

"Bah, bah, bah!" It was all dust.

Under the scorching sun, I had to rest for a while.Ye Baiyou raised his hand and squinted to see.

The white roots of the thatch have turned a withered yellow color, and I know it has been dried for a long time.However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. This should be better than Guanyintu.

Ye Baiyou shook the mud on it, and a wave of heat slowly rose from his buttocks.

He wrinkled his face, and picked up the root system at a faster speed.

Piece by piece, stuff it into your mouth, chew it, and it still has the fragrance of thatch.If there is some water, it will be considered delicious now.

After pulling a few more and stuffing them into his clothes, Ye Baiyou continued to drive up the mountain.

The mountains outside Daquan Village are majestic and continuous mountains. Because there is a section in Nanshan County, some people call it Nanshan.The people in the village like to call it Hushan or Dachongshan.

There are many animals and plants growing in the mountains, perhaps because of the sound of wolves howling and tigers coming out all the year round.So the original owner did not go into the mountains to make a living in the end.

But this mountain is not so easy to enter.

After falling four or five times, Ye Baiyou hugged a dead tree and stopped temporarily.

It took at least half an hour to climb a small slope.

Looking down from the slope, not far away are stretches of huts.There may be only two conspicuous big green brick houses.

The life of the people in Daquan Village has been very difficult these years. Even the edible and inedible grass at the foot of the mountain has been wiped out.Even the tree trunk that Ye Baiyou was holding had its skin peeled off, leaving it bare.

People need food to live, and the harvest of food depends on the weather.When this famine came, the dead people were all in pieces.

Ye Baiyou sighed, breathed evenly, chewed the thatch root and continued to walk up.

Perhaps the closer to the mountain, the fewer people come, and the more dry grass.

Yebai pomelo peeled away the thick grass mat on the top, and occasionally found a few sporadic green leaves underneath.

As long as it is not poisonous, he stuffs it in his mouth.If you suffer, you will swallow it even if you don't want to.

To be honest, his 25 years of mediocre life ended up like a sheep.

It's also a wonder!

Having fun while suffering is the profound influence his mother once had on him.

Shanzhong couldn't tell the time, Ye Baiyou felt that the top of his head was like a roasted chestnut shell, which was about to explode.There are trees all around.

Although there are few supplies along the way, they are still meat.Ye Baiyou's stomach felt a little better.

In the mountains and forests.

There are broken stones under the feet, and the cloth shoes are a little bit painful.

The mountains and forests in July and August should be lush and lush.But the overgrown trees are withered and yellow.However, there are so many trees, it is not difficult to imagine what he used to look like.

The surroundings are silent, even the manic wind in the early morning is mixed with the heat that needs to be sprayed, enveloping all living things.It's like wanting to completely evaporate its nutrition to feed back to yourself.

Can't stand to stay.Ye Baiyou mustered all his energy and moved forward again.

The sun gradually came out.My legs can't move.

The grass on Ye Baiyou's mouth changed again and again, but he didn't find a drop of water.

Suddenly, across the intertwined tree trunks, a piece of dark gray was particularly eye-catching.

Ye Baiyou's feet froze.

Where does the cloth come from in the mountains?

He hesitated, and approached with the wooden stick that had been changed.After seeing clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

It's an old man!

The old man was leaning against the tree trunk with his head half down.Black and white hair hangs from the temples.His face was wrinkled, like the cracked lines in the field.The ravine is deep.

The soles of the clothes and shoes were covered with mud, which looked as if they had climbed up by themselves.

Looking up and seeing the face of the old man, a flash of inspiration flashed, and the identity of the old man popped up in his mind-Li Zheng, Li Dengke of Daquan Village.

In Ye Baiyou's original memory, he was a stubborn old man with a weird temper.And especially dislike him.

Of course, a large part of it is that the original body is not liked.

don't go...

Ye Baiyou stepped forward again.

But I don't know if he just stayed for a few minutes before taking a few steps. When his legs softened, he knelt down beside the old man.

With his knees touching, he didn't dare to breathe.

The old man was alarmed.Like a dried fish with its mouth half open, it slowly opened its eyelids.

"Brother Ye Family." His voice was as rough as a saw.

"Old Li...Grandpa Li." Almost followed the original body and called Old Man Li.

Glancing at him, Li Dengke lowered his eyes again.

Ye Baiyou's face was ugly, seeing the old man's pale face, he suddenly didn't know what to say.The grass on his body is long gone.

"Stop surrounding my old man, go into the mountains and have a look, if you can find something..."

The old man's words were heavy, not as if he was about to hit himself with a cane.

The scorching sun seemed to be far away, and there was a chill all over the body.

For the first time, Ye Baiyou felt so clearly that he had really traveled to a place where there had been a three-year famine.Human life is fragile in the face of natural disasters, just like ants.

There was a lump in his throat, sand got into his eyes somehow, and it was very astringent.

Even if he wanted to help, he couldn't produce anything that could help him.

He can't protect himself, but he can't see an old man waiting to die.

"Old man, you wait for me!"

Ye Baiyou only squeezed out these few words, and quickly grabbed the stick and walked into the mountain.

Shortness of breath, the smell of earth, blood, and licorice all filled his throat.I don't know how long I walked, the sunlight in the mountains and forests was not covered by the lush leaves, and I swam freely in the mountains.

Suddenly kicked a stone, Ye Baiyou's legs bent, and rolled directly into the deep ditch covered by weeds.

He hugged his toes and whimpered.The fingernail almost fell off.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and the pain passed.The rest of the place is fine, but fortunately there is no injury to the body.

Lying on his back, in front of his eyes are palm-sized leaves curled up.Gently squeezed it with a hand that was as dry as a rattan, but it didn't break!

In the gully, the light is slightly dim.but……

"A bitter stick?"

Eyes with joy.But when he touched the dry stem, Ye Baiyou couldn't help but cursed.

Kuzhang is also called Polygonum cuspidatum and Jiulonggen. It grows in April and May. There are red spots on the rhizome, and it usually grows straight upwards.When there is no water in the wild, its stem can be broken off, and there will be clear water in it that can be drunk directly.

"It's past the season now!" Ye Baiyou went crazy.

But there was a flash of inspiration.

Ye Baiyou sat up and walked along the ravine.The stones are densely covered, and there are more greens.

His eyes light up slightly.Generally on the mountain, water is easy to accumulate in the gully.And the place where the bitter stick grows is damp and cool.

"We found it!"

There are more than ten meters away from the place where I just fell, and the water in the center of the pool surrounded by gravel has almost dried up, leaving only a place less than one square meter in the middle, with some reflected light.

It's water!

The author says:

Warm farming, please collect it——