Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

Knowing that the little girl was timid because she had just arrived at her new home, Zhang Wu did not say anything. He just told her to rest for a while and then left.

When Feng Ru was the only one left in the room, the smile on the girl's face faded. She opened the closet, took out a small bag from her bag, and then walked to the bed and sat down.

She took out a purse embroidered with wild flowers from her small bag, her eyes filled with sadness.

"Mom, Sister Song brought Ruer home and bought her a book. Brother Zhangwu also made my bed. The room is warm now. Ruer will never be cold or hungry again. Mom, Ruer has a family now. Don't worry. Ruer is doing well now and will definitely be better in the future."

Feng Ru murmured as tears began to fall again. She quickly raised her hand to wipe them away, put the embroidery handkerchief away and placed it under the pillow. Then she placed the unfinished needle and thread on the table and got up to go out.

Zhang Wu was just coming out of the kitchen with the hot water when he ran into Feng Ru who was also coming out. He immediately laughed and asked, "Why aren't you warming yourself by the fire?"

Feng Ru smiled shyly: "I can't stay alone."

"Then come and wash your face. You're crying like a little kitten," Zhang Wu said as he brought hot water into the main room. He said a few words to Song Shiwei and came out again, taking Feng Ru to the kitchen to get hot water to wash her face.

There are two large stoves and one small stove in the kitchen, all burning firewood. One pot is used to boil water, one pot is used to stir-fry vegetables, and the small stove is cooking rice. At this moment, steam is rising and the whole kitchen is surrounded by warmth.

After washing her face, Feng Ru did not leave. She followed Zhang Wu closely and watched him work without blinking.

When Zhang Wu was cutting vegetables, Feng Ru stood aside and watched; when Zhang Wu was cutting meat, Feng Ru stood aside and watched; when Zhang Wu was putting the meat and vegetables into the pot, Feng Ru stood aside and watched; when Zhang Wu was adding seasonings, Feng Ru was still watching, and he watched very attentively.

Zhang Wu couldn't help but laugh when he saw this: "Ru'er, you are not even as tall as the stove now. Even if you learn it, you can't do it. Why don't you go to the main hall and talk to the master?"

Feng Ru shook her head wildly: "Sister Song doesn't like to talk all the time, I'd better not disturb her reading. Brother Zhang Wu, just let me watch in the kitchen. I can always do it later if I can't do it now. I can remember it clearly if I watch more."

Knowing that she had not yet adapted to the new environment and needed to find something to make herself feel more comfortable, Zhang Wu said nothing more and just asked her to go to the stove and warm herself by the fire.

Feng Ru was not really idle either. He helped add firewood when Zhang Wu was too busy.

It turns out that the girl's skill in making fire is quite good. At least Zhang Wu thinks it is better than his own. When the fire should be turned up high, there is no need for Zhang Wu to tell her, the girl can control it in time by herself.

After the meal was ready, Zhang Wu asked Feng Ru to take the bowls and chopsticks and go to the main room to eat together.

Song Shiwei had just put down the book when he saw them coming in one after another. He said with a gentle look, "Is there anything missing in the room? Is it cold?"

Feng Ru stood on tiptoe to put the bowl and chopsticks on the table. When she heard Song Shiwei's words, she smiled brightly: "We have everything we need, and the room is warm. Thank you, Sister Song and Brother Zhang Wu."

Song Shiwei waved his hand, stood up and walked to the dining table and sat down: "Then let's eat. Tomorrow I will ask Zhang Wu to go to the city to buy you a bookshelf. Tomorrow you will start learning to read."

They both agreed at the same time.

At noon on the second day, Zhang Wu drove a carriage into the city. As soon as he left, Feng Ru came out of the room. He first glanced at the room where Song Shiwei was, and saw that the door was closed and there was no sound. Feng Ru pursed his lips, then walked to the stable, picked up a broom and began to sweep the snow in the yard.

The wind and snow fell day and night. In just one night, the snow in the yard was piled up thickly. The little girl had to work very hard to clear out a quarter of it.

When Song Shiwei woke up, he saw the little girl sweeping the snow with great effort with her butt sticking out, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

When Feng Ru heard the noise, he quickly turned around and just happened to see a smile on Song Shiwei's face. He was stunned.

Song Shiwei walked slowly in front of her, his eyebrows full of smiles: "Did Zhang Wu ask you to sweep the snow?"

Feng Ru instantly came back to her senses from Sister Song's beauty and shook her head repeatedly: "No, I wanted to do it myself. Brother Zhang Wu went out early in the morning."

"Are you hungry?" Song Shiwei couldn't help feeling annoyed. Zhang Wu, a grown man, knew how to make food when he was hungry, and he also had cooked food in his own space, but he forgot that Feng Ru was still a little girl and couldn't cook.

"Sister Song, I'm not hungry. Brother Zhangwu brought me some snacks last night. I ate two pieces of snacks in the morning and I was full. I'm not hungry at all," she said, patting her bulging belly.

Song Shi's smile deepened: "It's good that you're not hungry. If you're bored at home, you can go to the village to play. I remember there are a few children in the village who are not much different from you in age."

Feng Ru grinned and said yes.

Zhang Wu came back at the hour of Si. He first moved the bookshelf into Feng Ru's room, and then walked into the main room carrying a lunch box.

"Master, these are freshly baked meat pies. I bought six pies and ate one on the way back. They are very crispy. Please eat them while they are hot," he said as he opened the food box and took out the meat patty.

Feng Ruji ran back to the kitchen and got the dishes and chopsticks.

The three of them ate meat patties with tea at noon.

After they finished eating, Zhang Wu said, "Master, I want to ask the village chief to see who in the village can build a stove. Ru'er is very good at making fire, so I want to find someone to build a low stove for her. If she is hungry in the morning, she can heat up some steamed buns."

Song Shiwei had been thinking about this matter this morning. As soon as Zhang Wufu spoke, Song Shiwei nodded: "Then go ask. It's not a good idea to always eat snacks."

Song Shi turned his head slightly to look at Feng Ru and asked, "Can you cook?"

Feng Ru nodded with sparkling eyes, her voice clear and pleasant: "Yes, I used to cook for my mother when she was sick, but she only knew how to cook porridge and stir-fry vegetables."

"That's fine. You just need to prepare breakfast yourself, and Zhang Wu will prepare lunch and dinner."

Zhang Wu also smiled and said, "I'll tell you where the kitchen is later. In the morning, you can eat hot buns and steamed buns with pickles. The food is in the kitchen. You can eat whatever you want."

"Brother Zhangwu, you don't need to tell me. Ru'er remembered everything yesterday."

Zhang Wu and Song Shiwei laughed at the same time.

Because they had to find someone to build a low stove, the literacy training in the afternoon was put on hold. Seeing that Feng Ru was bored at home, Song Shiwei asked Zhang Wu to take the girl out and told the village chief about Feng Ru to avoid gossip in the future.

As soon as Song Shiwei gave the order, Zhang Wu took Feng Ru to Wei Cai's house. As soon as they entered the house, Wei Cai looked at Feng Ru with confusion in his eyes.

"This girl has no relatives at home, so I took her home." Zhang Wu held Feng Ru's hand with one hand and pushed her forward with the other hand: "Ruru, this is the head of our village."

Feng Ru smiled sweetly at Wei Cai: "Hello, village chief grandpa, my name is Feng Ru, you can call me Ruer."

Wei Cai stared at Zhang Wu, wanting to say something but thinking the child was there, he turned around and asked his wife to take the child to play with the grandson at home. After the others left, he pulled Zhang Wu and said, "Why did you bring him home when you were fine? Are you planning to keep him?"

"It just so happens that there are not many people in the family, and she doesn't need any food."

Wei Cai disagreed: "In this year, people are hungry. Many families in other villages are selling their children out, but you are the one who brings one home. Do you think your life is too good? No matter how pitiful the child is, don't be too kind."

Zhang Wu knew that Wei Cai said this for his own good, so he smiled and said, "I know the village chief is also thinking about me, but don't worry, I still have a lot of strength, and I can support my family by going into the mountains to hunt."