Fu Bao's saliva just flowed down. She swallowed and ran in the bamboo forest.
Suddenly I found a lot of bamboo fungus, like small umbrellas, and a lot of tea tree mushrooms.
Fu Bao felt like he couldn't walk. God knows how delicious it would be to put some tea tree mushrooms in the chicken soup.
Fu Bao's saliva dropped drop by drop. Mrs. Huang dug out half the basket of bamboo shoots and saw Fu Bao standing motionless in front of the mushrooms.
"Are you greedy, little guy? Wait for grandma to pick them all and cook mushroom soup for you at night."
Fu Bao clapped his hands quickly. After digging the bamboo shoots, Mrs. Huang took Fu Bao home.
But as soon as he reached the halfway point, he was stopped by several old women in the village. These three were all Li Xiaoqin's good sisters.
They looked at Old Mrs. Huang with a smile and said, "Hey! The Yellow Niu family came to the mountain. What good things did they get? Are you in such a hurry to go back?"
Mrs. Huang snorted coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"
"We are all from the same village, don't be so stingy!" A woman named Douya grabbed the basket and suddenly laughed: "Ouch! You actually eat bamboo shoots! Are you a panda? Hahaha!"
"Give me this bitter stuff. I won't even eat it. Only poor families eat this stuff! It seems like your family really has no food." Another woman named Qian Xiu'e said sarcastically. .
Old Mrs. Huang rolled her eyes and said, "Well, I come from a poor family. Can your family be rich?"
After saying that, he hugged Fu Bao and left without looking back.
As he walked, he muttered: "These women are really annoying. They look after the Zhang family and the Li family all the time. What's wrong with our family being poor? It's an eyesore to them. It's annoying."
Yes, I hate it. Fu Bao fell asleep sitting in his backpack while listening to Old Mrs. Huang talking.
When Fubao woke up again, it was already dark and Huang Wulang had come back, so he sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked at Fubao.
When he saw that she was awake, he hugged her and took a breath of her fragrance.
Fu Bao stared with big eyes, as if she was dumbfounded. This was her first kiss! This fifth uncle is not particular about anything.
Huang Wulang smiled and said: "Oh! Naituanzi, your grandma went to dig things in the mountains. Let Uncle Wu feed you for dinner, okay?"
Fu Bao glared at him and said, "No..."
"Hey! Not yet, Fubao, grandma may not come back until very late."
Fu Bao hummed: "Eat every word..."
What she wants to say is to eat it by herself! Sometimes this mouth is like having a convulsion, no matter how you say it, it's awkward.
Huang Wulang watched Fu Bao feeding himself and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hey! You little guy, are you pretty awesome?"
Then there was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Zhou from next door came in with her little grandson in her arms and said, "Wu Lang... you... your mother isn't at home?"
"Aunt Zhou, what's the matter with you?" Huang Wulang asked, "My mother has something to go out."
Aunt Zhou's face turned red and she said, "Hey! No... nothing? I'll come back tomorrow."
But her grandson looked at Fu Bao's bowl and suddenly cried. He was really hungry!
Fu Bao waved his hand and said: "Let's...eat..."
Oh my god! This sentence takes so much effort!
Aunt Zhou put her grandson at the table, and Fu Bao pushed the rice cereal in the bowl in front of the child.
The child wolfed down the food with a spoon. Aunt Zhou wiped her tears and said, "Fubao, I'm so sorry. Doudou has been hungry for a few meals."
Fu Bao patted his belly and said, "I'm full..."
But as soon as she patted her stomach, her stomach growled loudly, and she scratched her hair.
In fact, she really didn't have enough to eat.
After the others left, Huang Wulang sighed: "Many children have starved to death this year, so it's really hard to have food to eat."
Huang Wulang looked at Fu Bao with emotion and said, "You're not full yet! That means you're still young and don't know what it feels like to be hungry."
Fu Bao hummed, why is she so young? Just can't see the suffering in the world.
Huang Wulang said helplessly: "I'll make milk powder for you, Xiaodouding, you are really... kind..."
After Huang Wulang left, she saw a weasel jump in. Fu Bao looked at her and said: "Godmother..."
Huang Taixian suddenly laughed: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, such a dog-legged look... Hey! I'm telling you, now that you are born in a good era, you should save more people. The boy just now was going to die. Now, if you can save There are benefits to living.”
Fu Bao's eyes suddenly lit up: "Godmother, if I save more people, my life span will be longer?"
Huang Taixian nodded and said: "You saved him and his life span increased by two months, so do more good deeds..."
Huang Wulang came out with milk powder and said, "Fu Bao, who are you talking to?"
Wong Tai Sin wagged his tail, waved his hand towards Fu Bao and said, "I still have something to do. I'll see you when I have time to accumulate more merit."
Before Fu Bao could ask clearly, Huang Tai Sin had already run away. Fu Bao rolled his eyes, took the bottle and started drinking milk.
Huang Wulang saw Fu Bao drinking milk and carried her into the room.
After drinking the milk, Fu Bao played with Huang Wulang on the bed for a while, and Huang Wulang fell asleep.
They are exhausted from working in the fields every day and often don’t have enough to eat.
Mrs. Huang also had selfish motives and wanted Huang Wulang to rest at home.
Fu Bao lay beside Huang Wulang and slowly fell asleep. As soon as she fell asleep, she drifted towards Mrs. Huang.
As soon as they arrived in the woods, they saw Mrs. Huang, Old Man Huang, Huang Dalang, Huang Erlang, Huang Sanlang and Huang Silang digging yams.
Mrs. Huang was faintly excited and said: "You don't know how powerful Fu Bao is. If it weren't for Fu Bao, our family would all starve to death. I'm telling you, our family will all belong to Fu Bao from now on. Do you hear that?" "
Huang Dalang said "Yeah", she was his daughter anyway.
Huang Erlang also nodded. He felt that Fu Bao was definitely a lucky star and he wanted to be good to her.
Huang Sanlang silently swore in his heart that Fubao was the little ancestor of his family.
Huang Silang nodded even more. Without Fubao, the Huang family would not be where they are today.
While digging, Mrs. Huang brainwashed them, and Fu Bao felt weak listening to it.
Suddenly she saw two pheasants, and she threw them directly into Mrs. Huang's arms.
While speaking, Old Mrs. Huang was drooling and looked at the two pheasants in her arms and blinked.
The two pheasants were so aggrieved that they wanted to cry. How could they be fine in the tree and suddenly fall into the arms of humans?
Mrs. Huang looked at the two pheasants and immediately broke their wings: "Hey hey hey! Give it to Fu Bao..."
Why did Fu Bao feel that her grandma's smile was a bit lewd for a moment?
But she liked it, and the family dug more than ten baskets of yams.
When Mrs. Huang saw that it was almost dawn, she said: "Okay, stop digging and go back first! I have to go to work later!"
The family dragged their tired steps back home. As soon as Huang Dalang got into bed, Li Mei asked, "What are you doing? Did you go get food?"
