The most brave system in history

When Shen Jie walked to the right wing, he saw a large pool of blood on the floor and the bed, and there was a strong smell of blood in the whole room.

He immediately stepped forward to check on the woman's condition,

"People are dead, what's the use of you still crying here. Go and cook us some food. I'll help you deal with the funeral."

The old woman in her 50s said with a bad complexion:

"What can you do?"

"I'll do the rest, don't you care?"

he said coldly.

The woman saw him tall and handsome,

In addition to listening to him for a while,

What other way does she have as an old woman.

Perhaps if this person hadn't woken her up, she would have died in this place.

While the old woman was choosing vegetables in the field behind the house,

I saw this young man digging the ground there. The ground in the backyard of her house is full of old black soil, which is very hard.

She took a closer look at the surrounding area. Fortunately, the piece of corn grew thick enough, and the place where the man dug the soil was tightly blocked by the surrounding corn stalks.

As soon as the big sun came out, the weather became hot, and there was no wind in the air, so the people who stayed in it were sweating profusely, and it was so stuffy that people almost suffocated.

It's a world of difference from a few days ago, as if I walked into the cold winter,

His dark gray short-sleeved shirt was wet and bare from the chest to the back.

The cicadas in the surrounding dense bushes are extremely noisy,

As a person who doesn't like Xia Tian so much, he feels tormented in such an environment.

After he dug a two-meter-deep pit, he could no longer bear the feeling of sweating profusely.

And there was a lot of dirt all over my body, and I didn't know when I was bitten by a mosquito on my arm, and it was extremely itchy.

But when he came in through the little door in the back room where the sun was shining,

The momentary temperature difference is particularly large,

He clearly felt that from the scorching heat to the severe winter, he couldn't help but sneezed,

He saw that the right wing was locked,

The smell coming from the yard is particularly fragrant,

Chicken meat is roasted, and there is a smell of chili pepper in the air.

This spicy braised chicken, meat, and soup is obviously one of his favorite dishes,

Especially since her stomach is empty at the moment, that kind of hunger is particularly strong,

He immediately walked towards the incense house,

As soon as Shen Jie entered, he saw two little girls surrounded by the pot.

"There is chicken. Meat. Eat it! I want to make rice with soup and eat several big bowls."

The little girl was bouncing around in place, looking very happy.

This scene looks very warm.

"Old man, is the meal ready?" Shen Jie asked.

"Chicken. Meat. It will be ready soon." The old woman said.

Her face should have been smoked by the fire from the pot door, and there was some black ash on both sides of her cheeks.

"Uncle, the fried pork with beans and tomato soup are ready."

The older girl lifted the white hijab next to the big vat, and saw two big bowls filled with two bowls of vegetables, steaming hot.

"I'll take it over and eat it first."

After Shen Jie said something, he didn't wait for her to agree or not,

The two little girls followed behind him and walked towards the pawn door of the back room.

There are hens in the yard who are looking for food on the muddy ground, and from time to time they croak "cluck" and "cluck".

Seeing someone approaching, it flopped and flew to the shelf in the corner.

Shen Jie opened the lid of the cauldron, and a thick mist rushed over his face.

The rice cooked in this kind of big pot has a circle of rice cakes on the side of the pot.

Especially millet grains, one grain is not very full.

It also has some dark and molt stained dots on its top,

Now that he is so hungry, he feels that as long as he chews a few more times, he should be able to chew out the sweetness of the starch soon.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Jia looked at the little girl next to him.

"I'll bring you dinner."

This eight or nine-year-old girl spoke with some justice, like a reasonable adult.

Shen Jie glanced at her, feeling quite sorry for her.

He filled a bowlful of rice for himself, and brought her a small bowl full,

"Why do you have so much more than me?"

The little chubby girl said dissatisfied again, then strode away with a displeased look on her face,

"Stop beating." The old woman shouted from the pot door.

"understood."

The edge of the bowl was a little hot, and she took turns holding it with two hands, looking cautious.