But in the village, no one burns charcoal. The expensive and luxurious things like charcoal are only affordable. The people in the village are all burned by firewood they picked up.

This firewood mountain is everywhere, and it can be sold for a few cents, and it can be exchanged for salt or something, which is a good investment.

Shen Qingci is not a lazy person. Even if the fifth uncle and his wife now regard her as their daughter, she can't do the kind of thing that can be used to stretch out her hands and open her mouth when she is eating.

She picked up firewood and washed clothes, cooked and fed pigs, and she did everything she could, and she learned what she didn’t know.

But it seems that she doesn't know much about it, and most of it is what she knows about it. Take cooking for example. In fact, the rice cooked by Uncle Wu's house is very simple. The most is to cook the dishes and put the rice into the pot. Moreover, the kitchen is also the world of Aunt Wu. Aunt Wu never let people in, so Shen Qingci does the most is to burn the fire. When there is nothing to do, Aunt Wu does some needlework and doesn't have to go to the field.

Aunt Wu and his friends are also planted for others evenly. They have no strong labor. Even if they have land, they can’t grow anything. There is also a little treasure to take care of, and Uncle Wu still has to visit the hospital at any time. The work in this land is often delayed, so in the end, this land is planted for others, and it will be enough to give some food a year. Sometimes, if you encounter a bad year, Uncle Wu doesn’t have the heart to take more of it, so when you have a good year, you will give more, and if you have a bad year, you will get less, and it will be possible.

Therefore, for other families in Murakami, Uncle Wu’s family has very little work. As long as you don’t go to the ground, there will be more time left.

Shen Qingci also used this time to go up the mountain to find things every day. With her here, let alone the wild vegetables she dug every day and the pheasant eggs she picked up from time to time, which also made Uncle Wu’s house’s dining table more dishes, eggs, and firewood even more, and all of them were piled up. These firewood can be used for more than a winter.

Even so, Shen Qingci still goes up the mountain to collect firewood every day. In fact, the most important thing is to find some things that can be used to make incense.

These days, Uncle Wu went out to treat the disease again, and Aunt Wu seemed to be helping the kitchen, and took Xiaobao away. Shen Qingci stayed here alone. She took out the spices and ingredients she found while there was no one.

After about half a day, she made about twenty incense beads. After she put these incense beads in her purse, she couldn't help but be stabbed when her fingers touched the purse.

She put down her purse, leveled her clothes, and then started cleaning the house, cleaning the house one by one, and even the dead leaves outside were swept through.

The things contained in the purse have some weight than the initial one, and such weight is nothing else but safe to Shen Qingci.

She rolled up her sleeves and put her hands in the water. The waves in the water flashed slightly, and then she vaguely saw her swollen face at this time. The red spots that King Fenglun had applied on half of her face were surprisingly gone. She was as big as a different person, her face was bigger, her eyes were smaller, and her skin was darker. The red spots that King Fenglun had applied to her at the beginning were gone, but there was only a deformed black face left.

And this is definitely not something that can be disguised by humans. No matter how good the disguise technique is, it is impossible to make people so realistic. Even their expressions and expressions have changed drastically.

She was quite ugly. She slapped her mouth, but who said that she was so ugly? With such a face, she couldn't help but say that she was going home, which would be safer.

She really can't bear too much trouble.

The days pass by these boring things in the village. The people in the village pass by every day, working from sunset and resting from sunrise. Even the birds in the courtyard fly over early to eat the millet that people fall on the ground.

Shen Qingci carries his own bamboo basket again, and he is preparing to go to the mountains.

"aunt."

Xiaobao ran over and ran away from Shen Qingci's leg.

"Where are you going to take Xiaobao?"

Shen Qingci shook his head and gestured with his hand, meaning he couldn't go.

"But Xiaobao wants to go," Xiaobao pouted his little mouth. The big mountain and little mountain brother in the village were all gone out, and he could not go. Dashan brother said that there are so many fun things in the mountains and those who can catch rabbits. He wants a little rabbit now, which will make others envious. In the whole village, there is only Sister Xiaohua's one with a little rabbit. The rabbit is so cute, he just wants a rabbit.

Shen Qingci still shook his head and pointed inside, meaning that he would go back.

The mountains are too dangerous, and adults are all wary of themselves when they go, let alone her little little baby.

Who else would take such a young child up the mountain? Even if no one cared for him, no one would take them up there.

Xiaobao pouted his little mouth, but in the end he was reluctant to leave. He turned around and went back three times. His little mouth was pouting, but he could hang the oil bottle. Aunt Wu stretched out his hand and scraped Xiaobao's little face.

"Milk……"

Xiaobao was reluctant anymore, and he was so arrogant that he was like a puppy left behind.

Aunt Wu sat over and touched her grandson's little head.

"Tell me, what do you want again?"

This kid was raised by her, and she has been pissing and peeing since she was a child. She worked hard to raise her so much, and only she, a cunt, knew how difficult it was.

Although Xiaobao is a child without a father or a mother, she and the old man have never treated him badly. The food and use are all the only ones.

So it can be said that she really has a clear conscience to this grandson, and she is already a lost son and daughter-in-law.

"Milk……"

Xiaobao threw himself into Aunt Wu's arms and rubbed his little head in her arms.

"Miss Xiaohua's family has a very beautiful little rabbit, which was caught in the mountains."

"You want it?"

Aunt Wu was so amazed and laughed. She was so mean and knew how to act secretly.

"Yeah," Xiaobao smiled with a smile on his face.

"My aunt, please ask your aunt to take Xiaobao there, Xiaobao also wants to catch one."

"Auntie won't take you there," Aunt Wu turned her grandson's little head, "Auntie wants to find Dandan for you to eat, otherwise you will not have Dandan."

When there is no egg to eat, Xiaobao's face will be very bitter. He has to eat an egg every day. What should I do if there is no egg to eat, and if I don't eat it, I will not grow up?

"You."
Chapter completed!