Chapter 412 Remarried Widow 5
Yuan Chun carried a basket full of pigweed on his back, and tied another large bundle of pigweed with a rope in his hand.
This bundle of pigweed is enough for two large baskets. This morning, Yuanchun earned six work points, which made the scorekeeper jealous. "Sister Yuanchun, you are so awesome. I got so much pigweed, and the pigweed is so tender and good, where did you get it?”
Yuan Chun sighed and smiled bitterly, "Where else can we hunt such good pigweed? It's in the mountains. I work alone now and have five mouths to eat. If I don't risk my life, how many of us can survive?" The children will starve to death."
Hearing this, the scorer advised nervously, "Sister Yuanchun, how dare you... how dare you go into the mountains? What if you encounter wild boars and wolves? It will be a matter of losing your life. You said that if you have any chance, then your four children will become fatherless and helpless." Orphans from their mother, how will they live when the time comes? Sister Yuanchun, you’d better not go to the mountains in the future. Don’t do it for too much. Earn a few work points regardless of your own life. Hey, although your family is in difficulty now, but whose family is not in difficulty? In the past few years, you have to endure it for a few years. When your family is big and powerful, you will be relaxed. Don’t go into the mountains again. Think more about your children.”
Well, the scorekeeper is a good girl.
She is the captain’s little daughter.
A very kind little girl, good to everyone, and a very good person, but good people don’t live long.
In her last life, this girl Lingling died in the river to save a child who fell into the water in the same village and never climbed out again.
The captain’s wife is crazy.
The captain also became bald overnight and fell seriously ill.
That thing seems to happen in three days.
Since the little girl cares about her so much, she will save the little girl when the time comes.
After all, it was a human life, and she was still a good girl. It was such a pity that she died like this.
After saving Lingling, she can still go to the captain's house. In the future, when the captain is divided, he can take more care of her. Although she has special powers, she is not afraid of anyone, but living in the village, if With a big backer, her mother and her children can live more easily. At least with the captain protecting them, no one in the village dares to cause trouble for her orphans and widowed mother.
"I know, from now on I will only stay on the edge of the mountains and not go in." After dumping the pigweed, Yuanchun picked up his empty basket and carried it on his back, and threw the rope into the basket. When he arrived at the door of his house, Yuanchun secretly threw more than ten fist-sized potatoes into the basket.
At noon, the mother and son boiled potatoes and ate them with sugar.
It’s sweet and several children ate it with gusto.
After dinner, Yuanchun went to the village to find some familiar aunts and ladies and bought fifty eggs. He then went to the village chief's house and ordered thirty chicks.
"Yuanchun, how much food do you need to raise so many chickens? Nowadays, people don't have enough to eat. You use food to feed the chickens and make people starve. How about you raise less chickens? I will reserve sixteen for you. ?”
“Third Aunt , My family Daqiang said that from now on he will go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables and catch insects to feed the chickens. There is no need to feed the chickens. Third aunt, please order thirty chickens for me. "
Yuan Chun insisted, the village chief's wife. It’s not easy to persuade anymore.
When Yuanchun left, the village chief's wife gave her a small jar of pickled vegetables, "You've probably eaten all the pickles at home. Take this jar and eat it. When you're finished, give the jar back to her." Me.”
“Thank you, Auntie Three.”
"Thank you for nothing, it's just some pickles, not expensive stuff."
The third aunt paused and then asked, "Is there no food at home? It's just the beginning of spring, and every household is short of food. I still have some sweet potatoes in the cellar. I'll get some for you and cook them for the kids. Let the children eat.”
The third aunt hurriedly went to her cellar and took out more than ten sweet potatoes that were bigger than her fist. “Okay, you can take them away. The basket will be delivered to me tomorrow. .”
(End of this chapter)