Li brought the firewood he picked up from the mountains and the pigweed back home, piled the firewood under the eaves, and started chopping up the pigweed with a guillotine.
Pigs have a very mixed diet, and there are many wild grasses that can be used to make pigweed. The pigweed that Brother Li harvested included goose intestines, wild peas, rice bean vines, purslane and waterhemp, which were all found on the mountainside and near the creek at the entrance of the village. She looked at the ones she hit one by one, and they were all the ones Aniang had taught her.
Pigs are the family's money jar and salt jar. They have to pay for silver and buy salt by selling pigs. The Ershuan family in the east of the village accidentally fed poisonous weeds to the pigs and poisoned two pigs in the family. After Ding Yin came out, the whole family ran away to beg for food.
Li Daidi chopped up the pigweed with a guillotine and put it into a wooden basin. She carried the wooden basin to the high stove. She took out the "lamp" made of fir shavings and flint, and knocked the flint hard to make splashes. Sparks are produced to ignite the sulfur-sticked "drawing lamp", and then the burned "drawing lamp" is used to light the tinder braid made of dry mugwort, which is stuffed into the stove together with the firewood, and blown into the stove with a thick bamboo tube to burn it. prosperous.
After lighting the fire, the black-faced little girl found two benches, which were only one head higher than the stove. She put the pigweed into the pot, added water and wheat bran and cooked it together.
Li Daidi licked the remaining wheat bran on his hands, stirred the pigs in the pot and put the lid on the wooden pot. Thinking back to the iron box and the man-eating monster in the morning, he was still afraid.
She bit her nails, thinking that she couldn't let the monster eat her anyway.
My father's arm was broken and he couldn't work well, and my mother's illness was not cured either. Without the two hundred kilograms of millet, it would be difficult to feed my younger brother. She is a loser, and her younger brother is the future pillar of the Li family. She must continue the family lineage, so she cannot harm her younger brother out of fear.
Li took his brother to feed the pigs, cooked rice and sent it to the fields, and he just happened to pick up his brother.
Her younger brother's name is Li Fugui, whom his father specially asked Muramasa to name him. He is only over one year old and cannot walk yet. He is usually kept in a square wooden cage to prevent him from crawling around.
Li took his younger brother to collect firewood and cut pig grass in the morning. His younger brother was taken by his parents, and the wooden cage was placed under the big tree beside the field with the child.
After Li and his brother finished feeding the pigs, he dragged the wooden cage home to look after his brother.
It was getting dark, so Brother Li steamed some steamed buns and cooked a can of bean porridge. He carefully put a little oil and salt into the porridge and stirred it well. Farming is hard work, and there is no oil or salt in the food. no.
At dusk, Li brought his brother's father and mother back from the fields.
Li Laosan's face didn't look angry at all. His left arm was bent, and he rubbed it with his right hand from time to time. The woman behind him was holding two hoes, her face was sallow, and she was coughing as she walked in.
The two of them put their things down and sat down at a dilapidated square table. Li Daidi handed the younger brother in his arms to his mother-in-law, and the three of them began to eat the second meal of the day, which was also the last meal of the day.
Li Daidi couldn't serve, so she stood by the table looking at the bean porridge and steamed buns in the bowl, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Maybe she swallowed too loudly. Li Laosan, who was holding the bowl, put down his chopsticks hard, making a loud bang on the table.
"What are you doing looking at me! No more work to do?
Just eat! I ate steamed buns this morning and still want to eat them! A money-loser who was reincarnated as a starving ghost! "
The sickly-looking woman coughed twice and said, "Brother, go wash your clothes and diapers. Stop standing here."
Li took his brother and ran out quickly. If he stood still, his father would hit someone again.
By the stream at the entrance of the village, there was a wooden tub of clothes next to Li Daidi. She was beating the clothes on the stone with a clothes pestle.
I'm hungry again, but my clothes haven't been washed yet.
Li Daidi touched his belly. It seemed that he had not eaten the Yuqian Wowotou he had eaten in the mountains.
The monster in the iron box said that he could feed me every day. If I could eat well every day, I would be willing to be eaten by the monster...
no! There are still two hundred kilograms of millet that I haven't got, and I can't let the monster eat it.
Li Daidi shook his head vigorously, forgetting all the things he shouldn't have thought, and continued to beat his clothes hard.
"Daidi." A vague voice came from behind. Li Daidi turned around and saw that Aniang was here.
"Mom." Li Daidi put the clothes and the clothes-pounding pestle into the wooden basin, got up and helped his mother.
Grandma's illness has not fully recovered yet. There are many rocks by the stream, so don't trip her.
Mrs. Wang leaned on Daidi Li and took a breath. She covered her mouth with her hand and spit out half of the bun, with some beans and leftover porridge on it.
"Brother, you can eat this half of the cornbread."
Brother Li shook his head like a rattle.
"I don't want to eat. Mom, you have to work in the fields. Why don't you eat more?"
Mrs. Wang broke the wowotou in half and forced it into Li Daidi's hands.
"Aniang is full today. Just eat half of it."
Li Daidi then put a quarter of the steamed bun in his hand to his mouth and started eating it in small bites.
Wang looked at her daughter tiredly and touched her hair.
"Don't always think about eating when you get to your mother-in-law's house. You have to work more, otherwise your mother-in-law will beat you. When I was a reunion wife in the Li family, I ate less and worked much more every day, but I still got beaten by your grandma. You have to work more." Be patient and talk less, so your husband's family will like you."
"I understand, grandma."
Li Daidi lowered his head and ate the steamed buns. He felt that it was not sensible to go up the mountain to collect firewood every day and play secretly. It would be great if he could grow taller and help his parents farm.
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At the zenith of the moon, Li Laosan and Wang went to bed early with their children. After working all day, they had no lights or fire at night, so they had to sleep.
Li Daidi secretly climbed up from the bedding on the stove and tiptoed out of the house.
After drinking that cup of bitter and astringent black water, I have been very energetic and do not want to sleep at all at night. It must be the magic of the iron box monster.
It would be nice if the passing gods collected the monsters.
By the moonlight, she walked through the mountains and bushes with ease, and found the depression covered by vegetation.
The iron box stood there alone, not disappearing, no gods appearing.
Brother Li's last illusion was shattered, so he had no choice but to walk to the iron box and timidly knock on it three times.
"I'm here."
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a pleasant sound from the iron box, a square light emitted from the box, and the face of the man-eating monster appeared.
Liang De breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Brother Li arriving alone as promised.
If the little girl didn't come, or if she brought a group of adults, the situation would be much more troublesome than it is now.
"Put your hand on the vending machine."
"What is the... machine?"
"Put your hand on this iron box."
"oh."
Brother Li reluctantly moved to the vending machine and pressed his hand on it.
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Liang De uses his martial arts spirit according to the law, and the vending machine shines brightly.
Li Daidi's vision went dark, and he saw countless unfamiliar symbols and pictures flashing through his mind. An amber stream passed through his heart. He felt warm, and he could gradually understand the words and meridian diagrams.
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Li Daidi was in a daze, his head felt dizzy and heavy, as if someone had stuffed a lot of lead weights into him.
But what are cramming and lead weights?
The light from the vending machine faded away, and Daidi Li took back his hand unsteadily, and the first thing he said when he opened his mouth was:
"The Yan family shovel! What a joke!"
Liang De, who was tired of his soul, nodded happily, "Not bad, not bad, the words are correct and the pronunciation is correct. Congratulations on becoming the only designated successor of Lingnan dialect outside Guan Guan in this world."
You can start the next step.
