Jiang Sheng is right. We all have no parents, so why should we have others to support us? There shouldn't be anyone here to eat for free.
It was deep and cold in the mountains, but three people were faster than two people. It was only half an afternoon and they had picked up two armfuls of fungi.
Zheng Ruqian carried the bamboo bag on his back, and Fang Heng carried the baggage.
It was rare that Jiang Sheng didn't need to bear weight, so he felt very unhappy. After thinking about it, he picked a dozen fungi, carried them in his clothes, and carefully followed behind his two brothers.
I met a familiar villager on the road and my eyes widened when I saw three children. "Little Jiang Sheng, who are the two in front of you?"
"It's my brother." Jiang Sheng replied loudly.
The villagers were even more confused. This little girl had been wandering in the village for five or six years. When did she have a brother?
"It's really my brother, this is my second brother, and this is my third brother." Jiang Sheng introduced like a show off, "I also have an eldest brother, but he is sick."
"Oh, oh, oh, four children." The villager sighed, "It is really a crime to throw away such well-behaved children."
But sigh, sigh, no one is rich, and no one can afford to feed that extra mouth.
I hope the little girl’s brother will treat her well.
Back at the ruined temple, Zheng Ruqian couldn't help but mutter, "When did you sort us?"
"Of course, in the order in which I met you." Jiang Sheng said confidently, "It's not nice to call me by your name. From now on, I'll call you eldest brother, second brother, and third brother."
"But didn't you meet me first?" Zheng Ruqian said anxiously, "I should be the eldest brother."
Jiang Sheng said nothing and glanced at Xu Mo who was copying a book.
When it comes to his upright, elegant and gentle elder brother temperament, Zheng Ruqian was thrown out of the eight streets by Xu Mo.
"You..." Zheng Ruqian was quite sad and angry at first. Thinking that Xu Mo was indeed better at speaking and doing things, he could only comfort himself, "It doesn't matter. I'm not the third child at least."
Fang Heng, "..."
Hairline cracks appeared on the expressionless face.
Jiang Sheng originally planned to dry the mushrooms for three more days this time, but Xu Mo's book was copied in only two days and he needed to buy new books.
Jiang Sheng had no choice but to put the fungus in a bamboo house and go to the market to sell it.
Last time, most of the bamboo shoots were dried out in three days. This time, a similar amount was filled with a full bamboo shoot.
Jiang Sheng was thoughtful.
After selling the fungi, I checked the copper coins and found that there were as many as twenty.
"It sold for four cents more than last time." Zheng Ruqian exclaimed, "Just because I missed one day of sunshine?"
The brother and sister looked at each other as if they had discovered a new world.
After exchanging the two copied books, today's income is a full twenty-eight articles.
Jiang Sheng was very excited. She had never seen so much money before, and she didn't know how to distribute it for a while.
"Let's buy some rice and noodles." Fang Heng rarely suggested, "Mushrooms seem to be more expensive than rice and noodles. It's a bit wasteful for us to eat mushrooms."
In fact, he ate mushrooms for three days in a row. He felt dizzy after eating them and never wanted to see mushrooms again.
"Okay." Jiang Sheng nodded vigorously.
When he went to the market and asked about it, he found that polished rice and noodles were expensive, but brown sorghum rice and noodles were very cheap. Jiang Sheng picked up the coarsest ones and bought five kilograms each, which cost him only five cents.
There is no need to buy vegetable leaves. There are wild vegetables everywhere in the village. You can use just a few.
Passing by the meat stall, Jiang Sheng salivated wildly.
She hadn't eaten meat for a long time. At first she was too embarrassed to steal it, but later she realized that her brothers couldn't bear to pick up leftovers, so she just cooked mushrooms and ate them.
But Jiang Sheng is still hungry for meat, even if he just drinks broth.
But they earned twenty-eight cents today. After saving twenty cents, they could only spend eight cents.
It is known that I spent five pennies on rice and noodles, and only three pennies were left. I guess I couldn't even buy a pig tail.
Jiang Sheng squatted in front of the butcher stall and looked back and forth, finally focusing on the large pig bone with almost no meat left in the corner, "Boss, please have a pig bone."
"Little girl, what do you want this bone for?" The boss was puzzled. "The meat foam on this bone is not enough to fill the gaps between teeth."
Jiang Sheng swallowed, "I just like chewing bones."
Yes, the boss stopped talking and weighed a large pig bone according to the price of one penny and two catties. "It's five catties in total. Please give me two cents."
Jiang Sheng paid the money happily and carried the pig bones as if he had found a treasure.
Fang Heng followed behind, grabbed her and held her in his arms.
So Jiang Sheng joined the air force again.
She looked at the ten kilograms of bamboo on Zheng Ruqian's back, and then at the big pig bones in Fang Heng's arms, and joy filled her heart.
If they were left behind in the first place, it was just out of pity or greed for protection.
At this moment, Jiang Sheng suddenly realized the meaning of companionship.
"Jiang Sheng, how do you want to eat these pork bones?" Zheng Ruqian suddenly turned his head, with a pool of saliva in his mouth.
Jiang Sheng, "..."
Most of the joy just now disappeared.
"It's not good to cook with plain water." Fang Heng rarely said a few words.
The joy was over, and the two were picky and disliked her cooking skills.
Jiang Sheng was very angry, but he still passed by the condiment shop and carefully bought a penny of salt.
One penny can buy two steamed buns and half a pork bone, but it can only buy a small bag of salt.
Jiang Sheng expressed his heartache.
Back at the ruined temple, Xu Mo was still asleep.
Jiang Sheng rushed over and was about to pull the quilt for him when Xu Mo opened his eyes suddenly.
When he saw the three familiar children, he breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his guard, "You are back."
"Well, I bought pork bones. I'm going to eat bone soup noodles today." Jiang Sheng offered his treasure, "Brother, you are in for a treat."
Not brother Xu Mo, but a more intimate eldest brother.
Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat and he was stunned.
He was an only child and had always been looking forward to having a younger brother or sister, but his mother's belly never moved.
I never thought that after the sudden change in my family, I would meet two younger brothers and a younger sister.
This feeling... is pretty good.
Xu Mo slowly raised the corners of his lips, "I'm looking forward to it."
However, this expectation turned into consternation after seeing a big bowl of sticky food.
"Brother, I'm not very good at making noodles." Jiang Sheng rubbed his hands that were still filled with dough and said shyly, "I've only seen Aunt Zhang do this."
Unexpectedly, once I got started, my face wouldn't obey my orders.
Either there is too much water, or there is too much noodles.
What was originally planned to be one meal gradually increased to three meals.
That's it, the noodles were too soft and couldn't be cut into pieces when cut. There was no flour to prevent the stickiness, which turned the originally tough and slender noodles into sticky lumps.
The bone broth is not thick and white, and the fishy smell is not removed. After cooking this pot, the taste can be imagined.
But at least, there is salt.
Xu Mo didn't dislike it. He took the noodle bowl and took a sip of the thick noodles.
He has eaten mushrooms without salt and rotten vegetable leaves boiled in water, which are already delicacies in his eyes.
Fang Heng and Zheng Ruqian didn't choose, they finished eating honestly and cleared away the dishes.
Jiang Sheng took out twenty copper plates from his arms and hid them at the Buddha's feet together with the previous copper plates and two golden beans.
Doing the math, it has been ten days since I came back from the medical clinic. In five days, it will be half a month, and it will be time to change Xu Mo's dressing.
