Chapter 253 Song Yi (Extra 8)

Author: Qiye

Chapter 253 Song Yi (Extra 8)

Song Yi was cooking medicine when Qingqing came to see him.

Qingqing held a cloth bag in her arms. She ran up to Song Yi, raised a big smile and asked, "Brother, are you making medicine?"

Song Yi nodded and asked doubtfully: "Why are you here?"

Qingqing smiled mysteriously, looked around and found her target. She saw her moving a stool from the other side of the eaves. She put the bag on the stool and untied the rope, revealing the white and fat buns.

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Song Yi swallowed unconsciously as she smelled the fragrance.

Qingqing said: "Brother, daddy made meat buns for us, let's eat them together."

Song Yi regained consciousness, touched the rice bran cake that the barefoot doctor had just given to her chest, shook her head, "I have something to eat."

Qingqing said in surprise: "What is it? Shall we eat it together?"

Song Yi knew that Qingqing was not used to eating rice bran cakes, so he said: "I have already eaten it, you can eat it."

Green and pouty lips.

Somewhat unhappy.

Outside the door, the bandit leader who came to see Qingqing nodded secretly when he saw this scene.

The bandit leader walked in and said, "Qingqing is right, these buns are made for you, don't be cautious, just eat them."

Song Yi looked at the bandit leader and stood up quickly. He bowed respectfully and thanked: "Thank you."

The bandit leader knew that the other party was grateful to him for allowing him to come here for treatment.

The bandit leader said: "Consider this as your reward for taking care of Qingqing these days."

Song Yi pursed her lips and smiled sheepishly. Although the other party said this, he was still grateful. He did this out of his own heart at the beginning. Moreover, at that time, only Qingqing silently comforted him. Everything was just right.

That's all.

The bandit leader said: "I have learned the location of Darongshu Village. Stalagmite Village is more than three days away from Darongshu Village. I will take you back when you are well, or... you have any relatives in the town. This will be more convenient."

quick."

Song Yi looked sad when he heard about his relatives, and his voice was filled with endless sadness: "I have no relatives anymore."

After Song Yi finished speaking, there was a moment of stasis in the air.

Qingqing walked up to Song Yi, pulled Song Yi's sleeve and said, "Brother, don't be sad, I still have Qingqing, and Qingqing is my brother's relative."

Song Yi showed a forced smile.

Seeing this, the bandit leader thought for a moment and said, "Since you have no relatives, just stay in Stalagmite Village for the time being. Then you can help the people in the village with work and barely support yourself."

After hearing this, Song Yi suddenly looked up at the bandit leader and said in surprise: "Uncle, can I really stay?"

Qingqing patted her chest and said confidently: "If dad says it can be done, it will definitely work!"

Qingqing asked helpfully: "Dad, where does my brother live?"

The bandit leader thought for a while and said to Song Yi: "After you recover from your illness first, I will see where you can live."

Song Yi knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you!"

Song Yi knew that if he could stay, he would survive.

The bandit leader looked at the deformed child and sighed inwardly.

There are no relatives at home, and the child is alone. Even if he is put back, he will die.

…

After Song Yi recovered from his injury, he stayed in Stalagmite Village. He had a small thatched hut of his own. The place was not big. It could be described as a single room. Open the door and you would find a bed and other daily necessities.

As for food, he usually puts the small stove on the right side under the eaves and cooks food there, so that the house will not be filled with firewood smoke.

There are very few things at home. Qingqing brought the stove and pots from her home.

Song Yi cut off a few bamboo tubes to use as dishes, and the chopsticks were cut directly from the remaining bamboo tubes. His technique was not good, and there would be many burrs on them. Occasionally, if he ate without paying attention, his mouth would bleed.

When Song Yi helped the uncle next door to work in the field today, the uncle noticed a scratch on the corner of his mouth. After asking, he taught Song Yi a method: go to the field to cut a bundle of horsetails and come back, hold it in your hand, and

Rub bamboo chopsticks in the horsetail repeatedly and they will become smooth after a while.

Equisetum is the equivalent of sandpaper.

I heard that the reason why its name has the word "thief" is because it steals the debris from the wood, so it is called horsetail.

Song Yi was cooking wild vegetables at the moment. During the cooking process, he put the chopsticks into horsetail and polished them. After a while, the surface of the bamboo chopsticks became smooth. This time, he didn't have to worry about the chopsticks cutting his mouth.

Perhaps because of Qingqing's father, he occasionally went to work in the village to get some food or other necessities of life.

Song Yi thinks this is good. At least he can get some reward for his labor. Unlike before when he was in the town, even if he wanted to sell his labor, the shops were not willing to do it.

The proprietress of the wonton shop is an exception, but she can't always help. He is very content with the current environment.

three years later

Song Yi is eight years old, and now there are more and more things in his small house. Although there are many things piled up, it can be seen that the owner has organized them neatly.

Qingqing came to Song Yi's cabin and shouted: "Song Yi!"

Song Yi came out of the house after hearing the sound. He was carrying a small bow and arrows on his back, and there were more than twenty arrows in the quiver.

Qingqing saw Song Yi's dress and said, "Are you going hunting?"

Song Yi nodded: "I'll go to the mountains to have a look."

Song Yi remembered that his father was a hunter. Before his death, there was no shortage of meat in the family.

Song Yi felt that he could work hard in the direction of Orion, so he learned experience and skills from other people in the village in the past few years. Nowadays, his bow and arrow skills are not only perfect, but also four out of ten.

Song Yi would go into the mountains every three days, and he would be able to bring back prey two or three times out of ten. Finally, he had gained something.

Seeing this, Qingqing explained the purpose of coming here and said: "My father said that there is a drought in the city, so he has to send people to the town to buy food."

Song Yi frowned, this was very bad news for him.

Song Yi has not saved any money in the past three years. There is no money here at all, and the only things he can exchange for labor are grain and other things. Now he has no money even if he wants to hoard grain.

Song Yi stepped forward and asked, "Do you need me to go?"

Qingqing remembered what her father had just said to the other uncles, and said: "My father only said that everyone should go buy food, so you don't have to go. If you go, you will probably be robbed."

Song Yi's body hasn't grown much in the past three years. Because she was malnourished for a long time, she has grown taller but not fat, and she still looks so thin and thin.

After Song Yi learned that he couldn't go, he became even more eager to go to the mountains to find prey. Now he can exchange food from the village. What if he can't exchange it even if the village is in trouble?

He had to make enough preparations in advance not to starve to death.

Seeing that Qingqing was not ready to leave, he directly reminded him: "I'm getting ready to go into the mountains."

Qingqing stepped forward to please: "Can I go with you?"

Song Yi shook his head and refused: "I can't even take care of myself, no way."

Qingqing pouted and tried to struggle. Song Yi directly took Qingqing's hand and took her back to her home. This kind of action was extremely skillful. He didn't know how many times he had done it in the past few years. After seeing Qingqing obediently enter the house, he had a headache.

Leave without looking back.

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