"Da Lang, Er Niang, and Young Niang, come over for dinner!" Xu Da greeted the children, not wanting to talk to Mrs. Wang.
If there is no conflict between Tao and Dao, as long as it does not threaten his life, why should he worry so much?
He really felt like he was so idle that he hadn't eaten all morning. He had just had a group fight, and his chest was pressed against his back from hunger.
"Alas~" Xu Da couldn't help but sigh, when will these hard days end?
Mrs. Wang took out the remaining rice bran balls from the basket on her back, one for each person, and paired them with the pot of porridge that Xu Da snatched that was so thin that you could count the grains of rice. The five members of the family were full.
After filling her stomach and regaining her strength, Wang looked at the dense woods around her, picked up her homemade bow and arrow, and prepared to go for a walk in the woods.
"You stay and look after the children. There are a lot of grass stalks nearby. Think about it and make some pairs of straw sandals to replace them."
Mrs. Wang naturally assigned tasks to her cheap husband, and she was full of disgust.
Xu Da stared, pointed at Tong and others who were nursing the child not far away, and growled:
"Ms. Wang, please don't go too far. In which family have you ever seen a rich man stay behind to watch his children make straw sandals?"
Wang said "Oh" and glanced at him, "Can you hunt?"
"I..." Xu Da choked, he knew how to kill spiritual beasts, and could even count the characteristics and weaknesses of each spiritual beast in detail.
But he had never seen any of these mortal animals!
But I guess they are all beasts, so they should be pretty much the same.
Xu Dazheng was about to say that I could do it too, but Wang had already walked out. From a distance, a joke came:
"You're so small that even a pheasant can't chase you away. You'd better save your strength to make me straw sandals. I won't be hungry as long as I'm here."
Look at what he said, as if he was pointing at her to beg for food. Could it be that the pot of porridge just now was not brought by him?
Xu Da's chest heaved violently, whether from embarrassment or annoyance, his face turned red, a red that could still be seen through his dark skin.
Especially when he felt the strange looks from Wang Dayou and others, Xu Da wished he could catch up and kill Wang with a knife.
The tall image he had worked so hard to establish among the villagers was completely gone!
However, after the battle with the victims of other villages just now, everyone in Dawang Village knew that the Xu family was tough, and even if they wanted to laugh, they held back their laughter.
But those sympathetic eyes always paid special attention to Xu Da.
Xu Yue hulu finished the last mouthful of porridge and put the bowl into the earthenware pot. Not daring to offend her cheap father who was giving off air-conditioning, she silently called her sister, and the two sisters took the pot and bowl to the pond and washed them clean.
Xu Dalang followed closely behind him to protect his sister's safety.
When people in Dawang Village saw Wang entering the mountains, they followed him in one after another, probably hoping to find some filling food in the mountains and forests.
Even if you can't catch prey, it's good to have a few handfuls of young leaves and a handful of wild fruits.
For a while, only the woman and child were left in the open space. Mrs. Tong led her daughter and carried her son on her back, rummaging through the grass for something, probably trying to find a few wild duck eggs for the child to eat.
Her son, who is less than one year old, just drank less than half a bowl of gruel. He was not full yet and was crying from hunger.
The sound was like a kitten meowing, soft and soft, but never stopping.
Tong felt distressed, so she had to take him off his back, lift up his clothes and feed him.
As for Nao Shizi's ethical precautions, they, the desperadoes who had no food to eat, couldn't afford to pay attention to them.
The little guy stopped crying immediately when he had it in his mouth, and sucked it in big gulps.
It was just long-term malnutrition that Tong had no milk for a long time. The little one couldn't suck milk, and soon started to cry softly.
This family cried, causing a chain reaction, and the child in Qiu's arms also started crying.
It's all because of hunger.
Adults can tolerate it, but children don't know how to tolerate it, let alone babies who can't even speak and can only cry to express their needs.
Xu Da's head was pounding after hearing this, and he suddenly felt that his three children were quite lovely.
However, just when he was holding the sickle and preparing to look for useful grass stems according to the remaining memories of the original body, he turned around and saw a little girl standing behind him.
Maybe he didn't expect that he suddenly turned around, and the little girl was so frightened that she took a big step back.
Xu Da knew that this girl was the eldest daughter of Wang Da's family. She was a very sensible girl who followed the adults all the way and never saw her crying.
The little man had a big head and a small body. He was barefoot and covered with an old adult's clothes that didn't fit. His big eyes looked at him... There was a backpack with food hidden at his feet.
When the Xu Yue brothers and sisters came back from washing the pots and dishes, they saw their father staring at a little girl.
When Xu Dayi saw Xu Yue, he seemed to have seen a savior. He was not good at dealing with children, so he quickly gave Xu Yue a wink, decisively picked up the sickle and ignored Aunt Wang, and went to cut the grass.
Xu Erniang bumped Xu Yue's shoulder with her elbow and motioned her to go over and ask the little girl what she wanted to do.
Xu Yue put down the pots and bowls, comforted Xu Dalang, the "personal bodyguard", and then walked towards Aunt Wang.
Perhaps because they were both children, Mrs. Wang became more courageous and took two steps forward.
Before Xu Yue could ask, she stretched her hands into her clothes.
You're not going to pull out your gun, are you?
Xu Yue couldn't help but give in to the thoughts that ran through her mind. She had watched too many police and gangster movies, and the sequelae were a bit serious.
In ancient times as backward as Daqing, it was impossible to have guns. What the little girl took out was a white stone.
It's the size of a baby's fist, and it's shiny and oily. You can tell that its owner has held it for a long time.
Xu Yue thought it was a piece of jade at first, but then she remembered that Dawang Village was about the same level as her own village, and it was impossible for anyone to afford jade.
After taking two steps forward and seeing that Mrs. Wang didn't object, Xu Yue took the stone into her hand and looked at it against the light.
It is an ordinary white stone, more accurately called white flint. It contains silicon and can produce sparks under high-speed collision, so it is also called flint.
But it is not the same type as the ancient flint.
Because of the beautiful color, white with crystals in the middle, Xu Yue remembered that when she was a child, she and the children in the village often picked up this kind of stone to play jumping at her grandma's house in the countryside.
But obviously, Aunt Wang regarded it as a treasure.
She whispered: "My brother is crying from hunger. Can I trade him with you for food? This is my only treasure."
It was obvious that she was reluctant to take out her baby, but thinking of her brother who was crying from hunger, she decided to reluctantly give it away.
Xu Yue felt that the girl in front of her who was even thinner than herself was different from the numb-eyed children around her. Her eyes were bright.
The most important thing is that she already knows the concept of equal exchange, so she chooses to exchange her treasure for food.
It's just a matter of food. Xu Yue can't make the decision. Now she still has to point to her mother to eat.
