At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

At the end of summer, he returned to his resting place, asked Da Niu and Da Niu to light a fire, put the pot on the stand, and threw two fish into the pot while no one was paying attention.

The water in the pot suddenly overflowed. Xia Mo could tell at a glance that there was a lot less water in the pot. When she set out, she had filled the pot with full water, and now there were two fish in it. Once inside, a little water overflowed slightly.

When cooking, she also set up a small barrier around the pot to prevent the smell from spreading.

Xia Mo glanced at Song Laicai where Ge You was lying not far away, guessing that he drank it.

The water in the three bowls was all gone, either him or Xiaobao, who couldn't drink so much.

We have to find an opportunity to get rid of this bitch and let him fend for himself.

After the pot boiled, Xia Mo threw a handful of wild vegetables in, and asked the big girl to put out the fire, and they were cooked after a while.

Everyone was very satisfied with this meal. The fish this time was big enough, and we were finally 7% full.

Song Laicai didn't say anything all morning. When it was time to eat, he sat with the children in front of Xia Mo.

Under her father's penetrating gaze, the girl tremblingly handed her bowl to Song Laicai.

Song Laicai was waiting next to him with an empty bowl.

Xia Mo rolled his eyes speechlessly, folded a pair of chopsticks for the big girl, and followed her to eat the fish in the pot.

Song Laicai was also greedy for the fish in the pot, but he didn't dare to push it any further. If he made a fuss, he wouldn't even be able to drink any water. He was a cruel bitch.

He licked his lips and stretched the bowl in front of Xiaobao. Xiaobao shrank back to protect the food.

Xia Mo looked at Song Laicai and put down his chopsticks, pinched his arm and pulled him aside, then knocked him down again with a knife.

Then she pretended to hold Song Laicai's head and pushed the empty bowl into his mouth twice. Looking from a distance, she looked like she was feeding Song Laicai soup in late summer.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Shi secretly sighed and said, I really can't believe what the villagers said. Song Laosan's wife is so good. She doesn't take care of the children, but also feeds the unsatisfied Song Laosan. Where can she find such a wife in this famine year? Good wife.

Li Zheng and the clan leader deliberated for a long time, and when they saw it was noon, they told the villagers that they would rest at the foot of the mountain for two days to let everyone take their time.

The villagers didn't have any objections. Several families found many people eating and didn't want to leave at all. They were really scared of hunger.

At the end of the summer, she looked up at the yellow mountains. She handed the three children over to Mrs. Shi for a while. She was going to cut some thicker vines in the forest on the mountain.

Granny Shi stopped Xia Mo and handed her the newly made straw sandals.

I took it at the end of summer and put it on directly. It was much more comfortable now, at least my feet were no longer walking against hot rocks.

Granny Shi was old at this craft and could tell what size others were wearing at a glance. Seeing how comfortable the grass was, she happily went to knit straw sandals with the dead grass her daughter-in-law brought back.

After a while, several thick tree vines were dragged down from the mountain in late summer.

Then she tied the vines to the tree in the woods next to the rest, and tied them back and forth several times, overlapping the vines and weaving them together to form a huge hammock like a spider web.

I went back and forth three times in the late summer and built two large hammocks. One hammock can sleep four or five people no problem, and it is very strong.

I always sleep on the ground at the foot of the mountain. It's fine during the day, but at night the moisture comes out and people will get sick if they sleep on it for a long time.

Xia Mo herself had no problem, but she was afraid that her three little cubs would fall ill while sleeping, which would make it difficult for them to travel.

The villagers watched Xia Mo being busy and made two hammocks, but no one tried to imitate her.

Everyone thinks that Song Laosan's daughter-in-law is really mentally ill. She might as well take a good rest while she has this time, take good care of herself so that she can go on the road, and make some kind of hammock in her spare time.

Although Aunt Shi didn't understand why Qingcao did this, she believed in Qingcao very much in her heart. During this period of time, she finally realized that Qingcao was a woman of great wisdom. It would be right to follow her.

"Auntie, this hammock is for your family to sleep on. You let your mother-in-law sleep in the hammock when she has nothing to do. She always sits against the rocks. Her body can't bear it."

Only then did Aunt Shi realize that she was driving like crazy on this journey. The rocks were so damp at night. Her mother-in-law slept on the rocks every day, so she might not be able to endure it!

"Qingcao, I really don't know how to thank you. Look at this... ugh..."

"Look at you, why are you so polite? My mother-in-law knitted straw sandals for me, and I'm not polite. I'm still expecting her to knit a few more pairs for me!"

"What a big deal. I am an old woman who has nothing to do all day long. I am so happy to be able to knit straw sandals for you. I want as many pairs as I can."

Granny Shi said with a smile while knitting straw sandals.

Some filial villagers immediately woke up after listening to the conversation between Qingcao and Aunt Shi, and called on the strong laborers at home to get busy.

Soon, there were seven or eight hammocks of various sizes in the woods.

In the afternoon, the sun was no longer so poisonous. Xia Mo and Aunt Shi took a few children and pulled a few baskets of hay at the foot of the mountain and spread it on the hammock. The bed was thick and comfortable to sleep on.

The sleep was quite comfortable. Song Laicai leaned against the tree under his mother's hammock and slept with the pots and pans at home.

The next day, she didn't go up the mountain for the whole day. She and her children ate fish stew three times a day. Occasionally, if she saw that the villagers found more mushrooms, she would take some and exchange them with others.

The children's spirits were obviously much better, but Song Laicai looked a lot more haggard.

Early on the third day, seeing that more than half of the food was consumed and the water was almost gone, I decided to go up the mountain in late summer.

The night before, she exchanged a fish for two large baskets. This one-meter-long basket was very convenient to carry on her back, and bamboo sections could be placed directly inside.

This time she didn't take the child with her. She and Aunt Shi decided to go for a walk into the mountains. They were about to be on their way, so it would be a good idea to get more food.

At the end of summer, before three o'clock in the morning, Aunt Shi and I set off. The two of them headed up the mountain carrying large backpacks and torches.

The ability to feel Yin Qi in late summer is particularly important at this moment. Where there is Yin Qi, it means there is a large water source. Where there is a lot of water, there are many animals. In years of famine, animals also rely on water to survive.

Two hours later, there was a killed hare, half of the killed roe deer, and more than a dozen fish bigger than a palm in Xia Mo's backpack.

Aunt Shi also had a killed pheasant, half a silly roe deer, a few fish, and six pheasant eggs in her basket on her back.

Aunt Shi wants to give half of the eggs to Xia Mo. Xia Mo doesn't want them alive, but lets her cook them and keep them for her mother-in-law to replenish her health. As she gets older, she still needs to pay more attention.

Aunt Shi had a smile on her face, and she saw that most of the meat in the basket was better than what she had eaten in the village before. This was really a happy thing.

As the two of them walked back, they glanced everywhere. They pulled a handful of wild vegetables when they saw it, and smoothed away any mushrooms they saw. They really were passing by and wouldn't miss it.

Seeing that the baskets were almost full, the two began to pull dry grass over it and cover it tightly. Even if someone was curious and pulled it open, they would only see wild vegetables and mushrooms, with fish and meat at the bottom!

Although the backpack was very heavy, Mrs. Shi still gritted her teeth and persisted. The sweat on her forehead flowed down her cheeks to her chin and dripped down.

Xia Mo reached out his hand from behind and helped Aunt Shi lighten her weight a little, and the two of them quickened their pace and went down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, I met many villagers going up the mountain. Everyone was busy going to the mountain to find food.

Although I was curious about why they came down the mountain so early, I didn't have the time to ask. If I were to delay, the good stuff would be found by others.

When they arrived at the resting place, Xia Mo put the basket at Mrs. Shi's house, then took the small basket, took out two fish, put them in the basket, and covered them with withered grass.