Chapter 7 Cursing the vicious roommate

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After Li Wenxiu left, Ye Yutong began to think about escaping from famine in the future.

Their village decided to escape famine. First, it was not raining here due to drought, and the two wells in the village did not have much water.

Second, there was news that the Huns from the north were coming, and the government was about to start recruiting troops again.

This time, instead of one from each household, all men between the ages of twelve and forty were taken away.

Calculating the time, people in the village should get news of the conscription in a few days.

But if they are fleeing famine and their family has no food at all, what will they do on the road?

Although she has space, what excuse does she have to take out the food? How to explain the origin of things to the original owner’s mother and two brothers?

I remember the book describing how Ye Yutong’s mother, Li Wenxiu, starved herself to death in order to save some food for her children.

In order to let their sister stutter, Ye Mingxuan and Ye Mingzhe, one was beaten to death and the other sold himself.

She thought about it for a long time and decided to tell her mother, Li Wenxiu, about the space. As for whether to let her two brothers know, it was up to her mother to decide.

If they have evil thoughts in the future and want to take the space as their own, she will not be soft-hearted.

This place is not like modern times. There are cameras everywhere and you need to know your name wherever you go.

When the time comes, set up a fake road guide and find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and a mild climate to stay anonymous.

After planning this matter, Ye Yutong fell asleep again.

It was already afternoon when she woke up again. The sun shone in through the cracks in the thatched house, and the soft sunlight reflected on her face, making her feel warm.

She stretched, stood up from the pile of straw, and prepared to go out for a walk.

Opening the door of the thatched house, you will see a fenced yard, which was surrounded by branches when the family first moved here.

There is a larger thatched house next to it, where the two brothers live, and they usually cook and boil water in that room.

There were no pots at home, only an old clay pot given by Aunt Yongchang.

I looked around the courtyard and saw that no one was home. They must have gone to the mountains to find food.

She came out of the courtyard. At the door was a winding and uneven path, which was the road from the village to the mountain.

In the memory of the original owner, this road was rarely used by people, and people in the village took another main road to enter the mountains.

Ye Mingzhe, who was digging wild vegetables not far away, saw his sister coming out and ran over with a hoe and a bamboo basket. "Sister, you woke up. Are you feeling better?"

Looking at the ten-year-old Ye Mingzhe, he has a big head and a body as thin as a chicken, but his eyes are dark and bright. Although his life is hard, his eyes are full of hope.

Thinking about what was written in that book, my mother and eldest brother were both dead, and the little money they had had been used up. The brother and sister really had nothing to eat.

Ye Mingzhe exchanged himself for ten kilograms of moldy coarse grains. Ye Yutong relied on those grains to sustain himself to the capital.

Seeing that she was silent, Ye Mingxuan asked anxiously: "Sister, are you feeling unwell again? Hurry up and lie down in the room to rest. I'll cook porridge for you."

Ye Yutong was cursing the vicious roommate who wrote the book in his mind. When he heard his question, he smiled and said, "Second brother, it's okay. I'm much better."

Seeing that he was alone here, he asked again: "Second brother, why are you here alone, where are my mother and eldest brother?"

After hearing that his sister said everything was fine, Ye Mingzhe felt relieved and said with a smile: "My mother and my eldest brother went to the mountains to look for food. Let me watch you and my brother-in-law at home.

I thought it was okay, so I dug some grass roots nearby. The grass roots were not too old yet and could be chewed. The wild vegetables my mother and eldest brother dug were dried in the sun for us to eat later. "

After speaking, he glanced at the sky sadly and sighed: "It would be nice if it rained. I heard from my elder brother that the two wells in our village can't produce much water every day. If the drought continues like this, there won't even be enough water to drink." ”

Ye Yutong didn't say anything. He looked at the grass roots in the bamboo basket and pinched them with his hands. Although there was a little moisture, it wasn't much.

This is only the first year. The villagers still have some surplus food at home and can dig some wild vegetables and grass roots in the fields. The next year and the year after will be really hard.

"Second brother, I'll take these wild vegetables and grass roots back and wash them. Let's have vegetable porridge tonight."

When Ye Mingzhe heard about cooking vegetable porridge, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Sister, you are not well yet, let me cook it!"

"It's okay. I'm ready. Second brother, you can continue digging wild vegetables here. I'll just cook them."

If he was asked to cook, he would definitely cook a bowl. Ye Yutong planned to cook more today so that the family could have a full meal. Anyway, she was going to tell her mother about the space. They would not be short of food in the future.

Ye Mingzhe saw that his sister's complexion had improved a lot and her body was no longer weak, so he didn't stop her. It was still early, so he was going to find some wild vegetables.

Before leaving, he warned without worry: "Sister, don't cook too much. Just cook for you and your brother-in-law. My mother, brother, and I can just eat the wild vegetables."

"I understand, second brother."

Ye Yutong opened the door of another thatched house. This house was a little larger than the one she and her mother lived in.

There is a pile of dry straw on the left, and lying on it is a young man wearing a rough cloth. He is the husband-in-law that the original mistress found for her.

There are some sundries on the right side, and a small stove made of gravel, with a clay pot on it.

She walked over and looked at the boy, and saw that he had his eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping deeply.

He has a pair of thick sword-shaped eyebrows and a tall nose. Although he is only twelve years old, he can already tell that he has some heroic spirit. He is a very handsome young man.

Li Wenxiu said that the old monk was unconscious when he brought him here.

It has been two days now and there is still no sign of waking up. I wonder who this person is? Are you injured or sick?

Ye Yutong looked at him for a while, touched his chin and thought, if this guy is honest and sensible, she will take him with him, otherwise, she won't care about the injustice.

She has such a big secret, she won't bring a restless time bomb with her.

Bring the clay pot over to prepare porridge, and open the small basket made of hay. There are two or three kilograms of brown rice in it.

She grabbed a few handfuls and put them in a clay pot and washed them twice with water before she felt that the musty smell was no longer so strong.

After washing, she remembered that it was a drought period, and water was so precious, but she used it to wash rice. How would her mother and two brothers feel distressed if she found out?

After taking a look at the boy lying there without any sign of waking up, he went to the space to scoop some well water into a wooden bucket to prepare porridge.

This family is too thin. From now on, let them drink the water in it regularly and give them supplements, so that they will not be so easy to die when they flee from famine in the future.

Although she didn't know what the water in the space well had, there was definitely no harm in drinking it.

When it was time to light the fire, she was troubled again. She couldn't get any sparks with the flint. Although she had the memory of the original owner and followed the original owner's previous method, she couldn't light it.