Yan Yu was helpless. Her father used cats to find prey and succeeded every time.
When I got to her place, I found it, but the rabbit I found was dead.
There are no external scars. Did he die from the sun? Did he die from thirst?
Not sure. After burying it, everyone who had touched the rabbits washed their hands one by one.
On the last day into the mountains, the Boy Scouts gained nothing.
The things his father promised still haven't arrived.
Fortunately, the children understood that Yan Er was indeed very busy. He had to lead the way, drive a cart during rest time, go hunting in the mountains, and find water.
These days, Qi Wu has fired six carts.
Not a single one was left, they were all sold.
Uncle An came forward and bought two, and the rest was divided among the first four victims who paid.
Originally, we had received more orders, but it was easy to cut wood but difficult to carry the wood on the road, even if families in the village helped to share the burden.
Qi Wu had to stop this business.
After settling the money for the helper, Qi Si still had more than four taels left in his hand.
This number shocked the three brothers.
"Are we giving less people?" Qi Wu asked.
"I remember it all, that's right!" Qi Si held a piece of cloth in his hand and looked at it over and over.
"Ask Yan Er." Qi Da Dao.
When Yan Laoer was found, he looked at the rags used by Qi Si to keep accounts, and after barely recognizing the names of people represented by various symbols, he said with certainty: "Isn't this all correct? What's wrong? That's right! It should be
I made 4,390 yuan."
Yan Laoer counted the coins neatly.
"This is one hundred and ninety cents. It would be better if you had four taels."
"That's the number!" Qi Si said in surprise.
"How about we continue to take a taxi." Qi Wu said in a dull voice.
It’s so profitable. I made so much in just four days!
"Why should I take a taxi? Look around, there is no wood anywhere!" Yan Laoer was heartbroken.
The lack of wood has simply become a worry for their family.
The days until the platform is opened are approaching one day at a time.
They used to sell rags and trade for three melons and two dates. They were not too little, and they had a lot of fun.
But now that I know the extremely high value of the trees on the platform, they are so shabby... I feel a little disdainful of them.
"For now, let's not think about taking a taxi." Yan Laoer said, "Look at this."
He spread his hands, and the small gray shells were so dry that they cracked.
"The children picked these. There used to be water in this area under our feet. Now all the clams in the river are exposed. We pick them when we have nothing to do. People can't eat them, but livestock can."
"Okay!" The three brothers of the Qi family were very interested in the matter of a few mules and donkeys.
Their mother suffered no hardships along the way, relying entirely on these animals for transportation.
The four of them cut several pairs of long chopsticks for the children to see and imitate.
More and more people in the village asked about it and began to learn to pick river clams.
They are still in the collection stage.
Unexpectedly, the victims who followed behind them caught up with the progress and entered the eating stage.
problem occurs!
"How many people have been eaten to death?" Yan Laoer asked seriously.
Liang Manshan said helplessly: "There are seven or eight adults and one child."
Yan Laoer became anxious when he heard this, "Why is there still a child? He picked it up and ate it by himself, and the adults didn't stop him?"
"Don't mention it, it's just what the adults in his family feed." Liang Manshan said with a bitter face: "I told you not to eat it, not to eat it, but they didn't listen. They said that if livestock can eat it, people can eat it. If they didn't pay attention, they would be eaten.
I dug out the dried meat inside... ugh!"
He was really pissed off by these people.
Yan Laoer was also angry: "The mules and donkeys still eat hay, why don't they eat it! There is it all on this deserted beach, I will cut a few bundles and send them to them later, and watch them eat it!"
Yan Huaiwen asked in a deep voice: "Can Dr. Cui take a look at it? What are the symptoms?"
Liang Manshan said: "The diarrhea doesn't stop."
"I'll go take a look." Yan Laoer ran over.
Yan Huaiwen and Liang Manshan followed closely behind.
"Brother Cui, how are you?" The voice came first before the two of them, Yan and Lao, arrived.
"These big ones are fine. They had a bowel movement a few times and drank licorice soup. They vomited twice and basically stopped. They just need to rest and regain their strength."
"That little one..." Cui Langzhong frowned and said, "I just vomited and got a fever."
Yan Laoer saw that the child's face was red and his body was curled up, as if he was very cold.
His sister, the wife of the Cui family, was coming over holding her own quilt.
Cover the child with a straight face.
Seeing him, I couldn't help complaining: "Second brother, you judge, what kind of parents are these? My own son is like this, and I didn't say that I left someone to guard him. The child was thrown here and ran away without a trace."
"
"It's not that the adults in his family are badly fed, so he's fine?" Yan Laoer was surprised.
Mrs. Cui recalled something, "Hey! Don't tell me, the child's parents are watching to see if anything is wrong.
It’s probably because I touched the child’s mouth first and then something went wrong.”
Yan Laoer agrees with this statement. There are many families who spoil their children.
Not surprising at all.
"Give me a moment! Give me a moment! Doctor, please look at my dad, look at my dad!"
People kept giving way, and a man ran this way with an old man on his back, sweating profusely.
There was a woman following behind, holding a bundle tightly in her arms.
Lady Cui recognized him immediately.
"Aren't these the child's parents? The elderly in the family are also eating badly?"
Dr. Cui hurried over, helped the old man lie down, looked at his face, felt his pulse, and asked the man carrying him: "You also eat those river clams? Why did you bring them here?"
"Dad said he was fine after eating, so he sent the little treasure here first. The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became. When I went back with my wife, I saw that no one could even get up." The man regretted so much that he didn't let dad watch him.
Let him and Xiaobao both eat the clams.
"Madam, bring me another bowl of licorice soup."
Lady Cui hurriedly went to serve the soup.
I'll bring you some soup soon.
Dr. Cui asked everyone to step aside.
He took out a cloth bag from nowhere, took out a long strip of cloth, wrapped it around his fingers, asked the man to lift the old man up, and gently scratched the old man's mouth with his fingers.
After the old man vomited, nothing could be fed with the soup.
The man was so anxious that beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
Yan Laoer rushed forward.
"It's already time, just drink it!"
Just give it a small spoonful and a small spoonful slowly!
Just looking at it makes me anxious to death.
Mr. Cui looked at him, opened the old man's mouth, pinched his nose, and motioned for him to pour inside.
Yan Laoer was unambiguous.
Just bring the bowl and serve.
Most of the bowl was poured in at once, and the old man struggled.
"Brother-in-law, hold on." Yan Laoer shouted.
It's a good thing he didn't shout. He almost shouted "brother-in-law" and Cui Langzhong let go.
Cui Langzhong suppressed the complexity in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Continue!"
Pour the whole bowl of soup into it.
Dr. Cui started to induce vomiting again.
After repeating this three times, I stopped when I saw that there were no more river clams in the spit out juice.