In the room, Xiaoman knelt down and muttered: "Master, I don't know how to take it."
At this time, he himself could not confirm whether he would have brought people back in excitement if it were really someone else in the village at that time...
Mr. Xiao Man said earnestly: "Xiao Man, you have to remember that it is not easy for us to hide in this mountain.
When we first fled the famine, the villagers stayed away from us. If your Aunt Jiang hadn't come to my house to persuade me and went up the mountain to find something edible, we would have died long ago. "
He still remembered that when several of him were abandoned, they had already given up and collapsed. The feeling of despair was something that Xiao Man would never forget.
Hearing his grandfather mention old things, Xiaoman paled and lowered his head: "Master, I know I was wrong, and I won't bring anyone back casually in the future."
"Well, just remember it. Even if you remember it, I will say it.
When you are working, don't see everyone as a good person, and don't fall in love with everyone you meet. Don't quarrel with people casually, let alone humiliate others just because you know better. "
"Be smart at ordinary times, read more and listen more, don't talk too much..."
Mr. Xiao Man taught me in detail, wanting to tell him all his life experiences.
Xiaoman knelt on the ground and listened honestly, and kept agreeing.
Just like education in every household, there are ignorant young people on one side and decrepit old people on the other. Illusive cognition communicates inefficiently between the two.
When Xiaoman and Errui wanted to make money, the only ones they really needed to thank were the wounded soldiers. If Xiang Junhan hadn't suggested it to Zhang Juntou, they wouldn't have been able to do this job.
During the meal, Jiang Zhi sent a pot of stew to the foot of the cliff for some wounded soldiers.
These people came to the mountains to recuperate. Although they brought their own food rations, in order to thank them for helping them in the village, Jiang Zhi would send some broth stewed with medicinal materials every now and then.
This time too.
When he heard that it was about beating the kang, Xiang Dejin said: "Aunt Jiang, you're welcome. I just said this. Auntie's pots of soup are really good. Our injuries are much better."
Most of these people had injuries to their upper bodies. The wounds had healed on the surface after living in the medical tent for half a month, but the injuries to their muscles and bones would not heal for a while.
During the time on the mountain, I ate better food than the big pot rice in the medical shed, and also used decoctions and medicines to replenish my body, and my recovery from my injuries was significantly accelerated.
Several others also said that they were much better.
Jiang Zhi didn't do anything more for their injuries. Xiang Dejin and the others had gold sore medicine from the medical shed, and Li Laoshi was there to clean and care for them.
As an ordinary peasant woman, it would be reasonable for her to know some common herbal medicines, but it would be a bit weird if she could deal with knife wounds and arrow wounds smoothly.
Xiaoman and Errui went down the mountain to help with the kang the next day, because it took several hours to go back and forth, so they agreed not to go home every day.
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After the rice in the terraced fields was harvested, there was no rush to plant the next crop.
The fields need a rest!
The thin soil and fertility supply are not suitable for continuous planting, and the land needs to be cultivated.
Of course, it can’t be left completely uncultivated. Little Man spread peas on the terraces, which can harvest bean sprouts for a season and fertilize the fields.
The bedding soil in the chicken coop is also constantly changed, mixed with burned fallen leaves and grass ash, and piled in the field. After a winter, the bedding soil should be matured, and next year's corn harvest should be good.
With Xiaoman and Errui gone, there was no need to farm anymore, and during the rare off-farm period, the people on the mountain became busy instead.
When the weather got colder, Xiao Mannai and Qiaoyun began to make clothes with the new cloth they woven.
Jiang Zhi and Xu Errui's coats were torn in the summer, so they simply took them apart to make clothes for Xiao Caixia. Now they are still wearing autumn jackets and need new coats.
Little Caixia also needs a quilt and a coat, and Nini, who is one year older, also needs some clothes.
There is also a problem with Chunfeng's winter clothes. The clothes she is wearing now are either big pillars or small and full of breasts.
Chunfeng and Jiang Zhize are busy every day.
The fungus sticks collected previously have been sent to the repaired and sealed charcoal kiln. Instead of putting sweet potatoes, they are piled with straw. It is warm and moist, and the fungus can grow.
The green hills in the mountains are also ripe.
Jiang Zhi loved and hated this food that had sustained the famine. He had really eaten enough in the past few months.
But wasting food is shameful. Now that I see Qinggangzi not picking it up, I always feel uneasy.
The ones who went out to pick up green leaves included Jiang Zhi and Chunfeng, as well as the little wild boar Peppa Pig.
People carry baskets and pigs carry bags, so there is no time to spare.
There are shelled qinggangzi scattered in the Qinggang forest. There is no need to go around to pick them up. Jiang Zhi used a bamboo rake to collect the qinggangzi with shells and leaves into a pile. Chunfeng squatted next to it and picked up the upper leaves in twos and twos. Below is Qinggangzi, just put it in the basket.
Don't worry about it if it has a shell, just take it back and rub it a few times at your leisure and it will fall off.
Peppa Pig was also busy in the forest, turning over the fern roots under the leaves with her long beak to eat.
Originally, starch-rich qinggangzi was also included in the wild boar diet, but now the little wild boar eats it in a pretentious manner and only eats the inner seeds with the hard shell removed.
After filling the two backpacks, Jiang Zhi also packed the little wild boar's bag, and everyone went back together.
After several days in a row, green hills piled up next to the small attic.
During this period, Xiaoman and Xu Errui, who had gone down the mountain to sit on the bed, came back once.
Xiaoman brought back a bag of candy bars, which were given by the wounded soldiers in the medical shed.
"Sir, could you give the wounded soldiers some dried meat to eat?" Xiao Man said.
As soon as he said these words, Mr. Xiao Man became angry: "Are you showing off your family affairs again?"
Xiaoman shook his head repeatedly in defense and said aggrievedly: "No, no, Master, how can I say, it was... that honest man said it when he went down the mountain last time. He said in the medical shed that we were eating meat!
Those wounded soldiers had to exchange sugar for meat to satisfy their craving. I said that I had picked up a burned wild boar before and now there was still a little dried meat left, just enough for Brother Xiang and the others. "
An honest person is Li Laoshi.
Now no one on the mountain believes that he is an honest person. This person's credibility has long been ruined, but others will still believe him.
On the mountain, he stewed medicinal soup for the wounded soldiers every day, and Li Laoshi said this.
Xiao Man was silent for a moment without making a sound. Xu Dazhu said next to him: "Xiao Man, you said there is no pork, but the rabbits in the pen can be exchanged for them."
It is no secret that there are rabbits in the mountains. Wounded soldiers can use them if they want to change them without offending anyone.
Xiaoman agreed, and then talked about playing kang in the medical shed.
"Brother Errui and I only had to teach how to do it. Moving adobe bricks and mixing yellow mud were all the work of the handymen.
The work is not tiring, and the work can be done quickly if there are many people. It seems that it will not last long, and it will be over in seven or eight days at most. "
"Seven or eight days at most. No wonder Zhang Juntou dares to pay such a high salary!"
Little Man suddenly realized it and was a little disappointed.
The two of them made a total of 160 cash a day, which was more than one tael of silver for seven or eight days, which was not enough to buy ten quilts for the medical shed.
On the cliff, Xu Errui teased his giggling daughter in his arms. He had not returned home for three days and had not seen his child. He felt empty and panicked.
Qiaoyun served him a large bowl of oil noodle soup, with two poached eggs lying in the bowl.
"Hurry up and eat, you're going to be lumpy after a while!" Qiaoyun hugged her daughter, unbuttoned her clothes and started feeding her.
Xu Errui glanced at her white and tender breasts, then turned to look outside: "Where's mother?"
Qiaoyun lowered her head to look at the child, not paying attention to Xu Errui's movements, and said casually: "Mother has been picking up green onions in the forest with Wuhua for the past few days. She is not at home!"
"oh!"
Xu Errui pushed the bowl away and took out a small cloth bag from his arms. He wrapped it tightly and turned it over several layers before opening it, revealing a pair of small silver earrings inside.
"Qiaoyun, this is for you, take a look!" Xu Errui handed the silver earrings to Qiaoyun and urged him happily.
"what?"
