Fubao wanted to ask a few more questions, but Wong Tai Sin had disappeared.
This made her lie on the bed and lay in ruins. There was really nothing in this house, only a TV but not a TV, a mobile phone but not a mobile phone. It was a miserable life.
Mrs. Huang came in with a milk bottle, and Fu Bao held the bottle in her mouth. Fortunately, she could drink milk to soothe her young mind. Not to mention that the milk was really sweet, a bit like milk tea.
After drinking the milk, she hugged the bottle and fell asleep. She slept peacefully that night.
In the morning, Mrs. Huang prepared two eggs, two steamed buns and a bowl of rice cereal for her.
Fu Bao took advantage of her not paying attention and went out directly to give Xiaomei an egg and steamed buns. Xiaomei took the eggs and steamed buns, said thank you, then picked up the basket and went to hunt pigweed.
In fact, Xiaomei was also embarrassed, but her mother really didn't give her anything to eat.
After Fu Bao finished breakfast, he wanted to go out with his brothers. How could Old Mrs. Huang be willing?
"Your brother and the others are still young, how can they protect you? How about you and grandma farming at home?"
Fu Bao looked at her with tears in his eyes. He was really bored at home. Maybe he could dig something good in the mountains?
How could Mrs. Huang see Fubao like this? She thought for a moment and said, "Let me go up the mountain with you!"
The brothers sighed, they actually wanted to go up the mountain by themselves.
Mrs. Huang led a group of children up the mountain. The bark of the trees on the mountain was all scraped clean, and all the edible wild vegetables were picked.
Old Mrs. Huang looked at the bare wild vegetables and said, "I haven't seen the mountains so clean for many years, and I don't know when the food will come down. If this happens again, everyone won't be able to survive."
Fu Bao trembled when she heard this, but she couldn't remember what happened during this time?
She only remembered that a big event was going to happen in 1966, but she really didn't understand what happened before.
But I vaguely remembered what my grandfather said in the previous life. He said that we were poor at that time, and many people starved to death in the most miserable years, so we dare not not cherish food, and you must also know the importance of food.
Fu Bao suddenly stopped and her body couldn't help but tremble. Could it be that the node she traveled through was the most painful few years?
Fu Bao's face suddenly turned pale...
Mrs. Huang looked at Fu Bao and said, "Bao! What's wrong? Let's walk further inside! There is nothing here, but you have to be careful. It will be serious if you encounter a wild wolf."
The Huang family brothers nodded. Fu Bao was picked up by Mrs. Huang and walked cautiously inside. Occasionally, they would meet a villager and stop to say hello.
After walking for a while, he finally saw green plants. Fu Bao pointed to the place where he last encountered a snake.
Then after searching for a long time, I found the kudzu leaves and took Old Mrs. Huang to point them out.
This posture is very familiar to Mrs. Huang. The last time she found yam, Fu Bao was also in this position.
"Isn't this another yam?" Mrs. Huang asked softly, and then she started digging. After digging for a long time, she finally found some roots.
Huang Nianmei said dejectedly: "What are these things! Rotten tree roots, hey! It's a waste of our time."
Fu Bao sighed helplessly. She was thinking about how to tell them that this was kudzu root.
Mrs. Huang patted Huang Nianmei's head and said, "Keep digging. This is kudzu root. It can be used to make kudzu root powder. It's an inexperienced thing."
ah! Fu Bao immediately looked at Mrs. Huang with admiration. She really didn't expect that Mrs. Huang would know Kudzu.
Mrs. Huang said with a smile:
"I have also learned some medicinal materials, although not many, but there are probably about ten kinds!
This is kudzu root, which can be ground into kudzu root powder. It can fill your stomach even if you are really hungry. "
Several people began to dig kudzu roots. After digging for noon, several people's stomachs were growling with hunger.
Huang Zhaomei said: "It would be great if chickens, pheasants and hares came here at this time, I'm so hungry!"
Fu Bao was lying down under the tree and fell asleep, but she really heard these words.
She searched slowly, and found that there wasn't much food here now, and the hares and pheasants had also gone deeper.
Finally, two pangolins were found under the tree. Today, pangolins are not protected animals.
Mrs. Huang was digging kudzu roots when she saw two pangolins running towards her.
She directly raised her hands and said happily: "Pangolin..."
Huang Zhaomei licked her lips and said, "Milk, let's bake it and eat it?"
"Bake, bake, bake, I can roast you and eat you. There are not many of these things, and they can be exchanged for food." Old Mrs. Huang scolded angrily.
Huang Zhaomei immediately didn't dare to say anything. Old Mrs. Huang took out two pieces of cake and gave Fu Bao two eggs and said, "Continue digging in the afternoon, and ask them to carry it down in the evening."
The pancakes were not very tasty, dry and hard, but the children enjoyed them very much.
Fu Bao also ate a small piece of pancake, but he couldn't chew it, so he finally gave the pancake to his other brothers.
After eating two eggs, Fu Bao was playing nearby. Except for kudzu root, there was nothing valuable in this area. If he wanted to find valuable things, he had to go inside.
But if you go inside, you will easily encounter danger.
Fu Bao looked at the dark forest, which was blocking out the sky and the sun, and strange cries could be heard from time to time, and his heart trembled slightly.
It wasn't until the sun went down that Mrs. Huang took them back home.
In the evening, Huang Dalang and others went to the mountain again and carried the kudzu roots down the mountain.
Huang Erlang frowned and said: "What are these tree roots used for? Pick them back and use them as firewood?"
Huang Dalang scratched his head and said, "Whatever mom says, we will do it."
Several brothers each picked up two baskets and walked down the mountain. People in the village asked: "Is the Huang family so poor that they are chewing tree roots?"
"Ouch! Are these roots edible?"
"They told us about the yam last time. If they didn't tell us, we in the village wouldn't know what to do!
Now we can still carry it for one or two months. The Huang family is quite down-to-earth! "
The people in the village stood at the entrance of the village, watching them pick back the tree roots, with tears in their eyes.
When Mrs. Huang took Fu Bao out for a walk, some people held Mrs. Huang's hand and said excitedly: "They are from the scalpers' family! Your family is so good! I never thought that your family can give so much. I would rather chew the roots of the tree myself, but also give the yam to everyone!"
Everyone around wiped away tears: "Yes! If it weren't for you, all my children would have died of hunger. You would be our benefactor!"
The more we talked about these people, the more excited they became. Mrs. Huang coughed and comforted: "They are all from the village. You are welcome. We will work together and we will definitely get through it."
Mrs. Huang still felt comfortable. If it hadn't been for Fu Bao, she wouldn't have said anything about the yam!
Fu Bao felt very uncomfortable when he saw the children in the village who were as thin as bamboo poles. He happened to see Xiaomei coming back from the field ridge carrying a basket full of pigweed.
