Through the wild age

In the next few days, Chen Qiao took the children who had been raised at home for a few days to work. There were seventeen children in total, twelve girls and five boys, and they were all quite thin.

Chen Qiao sent the girls to a weaver family in the city. This family is gentle and kind. Chen Qiao had bought a lot of cotton cloth from their house before, so this time he brought the girls here without any consideration. coming.

The head of the household is a taciturn man, his wife and two daughters are also very quiet, the youngest son is still young.

Leaving the daughter and children outside, Chen Qiao and the head of the household entered the house.

"This time, I have obtained the permission of the city lord to take these children to learn crafts."

The man looked at Chen Qiao with some doubts. For this matter, what do you need the city lord's permission to do? In this city, if anyone wants to learn, it is not a casual thing.

"Because we didn't come to this city for a long time, and we will go back after a while, so we can't be regarded as long-term residents of this city, hehe."

"Oh." Then since the city lord has allowed it, there is no problem.

"We don't have a lot of time, it's only about a month. Besides I need to trouble you to teach these children, I also want to trouble you to make two looms."

"It's okay, hehe."

"For more than a month, I'm afraid your family can't do anything else. I don't have much food on hand. You also know that the waterlogging is so bad that in winter, I'm afraid I can't buy it even if I have money. The food is gone, so I won't fool you with money."

For these honest people, Chen Qiao was not willing to take advantage of them.

"You take these pearls. When you first came to this city, those few pearls were not so good. I exchanged them for two dans. Now it's different from that time. It's not worth much if you take them out, so you just keep them." , wait for the disaster to pass, and then sell it.”

"It can't be done." The man was unwilling to accept anything.

"I know you like carpentry, and this loom does a fine job, and I'll have Dillard give you his pair when we go."

This man is a woodworking fan, and he almost broke his fortune before trying to get a pair of brass tools out.Ever since he saw Dila's belongings by the river, he went there almost every day to satisfy his eyesight.As a result, Dila had no choice but to ask Chen Qiao to make a shoulder bag, and those guys even put it inside and carried it with them, and they almost never left.

Now that he heard that Chen Qiao was going to give him this set of tools, he really didn't dare to think about such a good thing, but Chen Qiao said that after they returned to the tribe, it would not be too troublesome to do another set.

Finally, he couldn't resist the temptation and agreed.

Before leaving, Chen Qiao asked him to pay attention to storing grain. In fact, he said that there was no grain trade in the city, and there was no other way but to tighten his belt to save grain.

During dinner, Chen Qiao asked these children to see if anyone had grown cotton at home before, and the results were not bad. Most of the children had grown cotton at home, because cotton was not the most important thing in the family, and some even left it to the children to take care of .

It is said that the children of poor families are the masters of the family early. These children, who are about the same age as Mai Xi, learned to help adults work early, and carefully take care of the small cotton field at home. When winter comes, let their mothers spin it into yarn Woven into cloth.The color may not be good, and it may be rare, but the whole family wears it all year round.

Now their families are broken up. In fact, most of the children are ruthless, because they have not really experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships, so they have not learned to value love and righteousness. Facing the disaster of losing their families, they feel helpless and helpless. There is no one to rely on, but if they quickly find a new refuge, some people will soon forget their original home, and even forget the suffering they have suffered.But some people will firmly remember all that they have experienced, for a long time or even a lifetime, this is the difference between people.

It was so dark that Baya hadn't come back yet, Chen Qiao was a little worried, and asked his family members who said they didn't know his whereabouts.

These days, Chen Qiao only cared about being busy with herself, and fell asleep at night after finishing her work. Sometimes the two of them didn't even speak a word for a whole day.Thinking about it now, Chen Qiao felt that she was too inappropriate. Baya was originally introverted, and she still had some maladjustment in this city, and she hadn't considered his feelings at all in the past few days.

Now this black light is blind, and I don't know where he went...

It was still raining outside. In this kind of weather, where could Baya go, let alone the river, Chen Qiao didn't dare to think about it.

At the beginning, he was just a little worried, and then he got angry after waiting, why such a big person didn't even say hello when he went out.And then, he waited and waited and still didn't see Baya come back, he finally felt a little scared, something really happened, what should I do...

It was almost midnight, and Chen Qiao, who was sitting at the door, saw a figure approaching from a distance, and ran out without caring about anything else.When I got closer, it was indeed him.

The two of them just stood in the rain, Chen Qiao didn't speak, and Baya was just silent.

Entering the house one after the other, Chen Qiao went to the kitchen to boil water, and Baya followed in. Both of them were drenched, and Baya's lips were already purple from the cold.

Chen Qiao was sitting behind the stove lighting the fire, her sleeves were pulled lightly.Chen Qiao turned her head to look at him with some numbness. On Baya's pale face, only the eyes were still bright, and her frozen dark lips formed a beautiful arc. She took out a package of things from her bosom like offering a treasure.

Remove the outer oil paper layer by layer, inside are several small cloth bags, open the cloth bags one by one...

"Look." Baya's hoarse voice resounded softly in the dim room. Chen Qiao seemed to have guessed what these were, and felt a little sore in her heart, but she still didn't speak.

"This is cotton, this is soybeans, and this, your favorite food in summer, watermelon, hehe, this is tomato, I heard it was just brought here two years ago..."

When spring just arrived, Chen Qiao and Dila went out once and collected some seeds, but the varieties were not very complete. After he came back, he once talked to Baya, but he didn't expect him to pay attention.

Chen Qiao looked at it quietly for a while, but still didn't speak. Baya was a little at a loss. He watched Chen Qiao carefully wrap the seeds and put them aside gently.

He didn't know if Chen Qiao was angry again, was he really useless?

Suddenly, he felt a softness on his lips, and Chen Qiao's slightly trembling eyelashes caught his eyes. After a second of shock, he hugged this body that was as wet as his...

"Next time don't come back so late."

"it is good."

"Next time you go out, remember to tell your family."

"it is good."

"do not let me worry."

"it is good."

……

"Let's take a shower first..."

"No."

Dry wood was burning in the stove, and the water in the pot was already boiling, but who cares about that...