"As long as you know about these things that we picked up from miracles, don't tell outsiders. If it is known that we picked up things from miracles, we will be killed." Fu Manman said.
I told these people what I told Aunt Dong and others.
As soon as everyone heard that it was from a miracle, they all shut up and stopped talking.
"Okay! We will keep secrets and won't talk nonsense." Sun Huiniang was born in a wealthy family. Naturally, she has heard about miracles. If a miracle is discovered, it must be reported to the court. If it is discovered that it is something secret, it must be reported to the court.
Those who are sentenced will be severely punished by beheading.
"Children, please don't go around talking about it, otherwise you will be beheaded if people find out." Sun Huiniang warned some younger children.
The children nodded, knowing not to say anything.
Fu Manman took out the clothes and began to explain how to wear them.
"This is a one-piece suit for small children. They wear the inner one, these are the outer ones, and this one is a zipper. You can pull it off like this." Fu Manman introduced them one by one.
Then we introduced the use of baby bottles and pacifiers.
With a pacifier, you can control your baby's crying.
"These are snacks for the children. When the children are hungry and cry, we should first prepare some food to cushion their stomachs and reduce the crying." Fu Manman took out bags of Rong Rong beans, eight in total.
For breastfeeding children, one bag per person, and there are many in each bag, can last for a week. After eating, they will be given out at that time.
Fu Manman handed the things to Sun Huiniang and asked her to distribute them.
Sun Xin helped silently on the side. She had seen good things, but now it seemed that her knowledge was really too shallow compared with the things in front of her.
And she saw that Fu Manman seemed to take these good things very lightly.
In this world, if someone got these good things, they would have hidden them long ago, waiting to go to the city to sell them at a good price.
But Fu Manman was so generous and selfless, and gave it all to the children. She really didn't know if she was stupid or stupid, but she really admired her and was sincerely willing to follow her.
She is a trustworthy little helper.
"You can keep this box of candles for your own use." Fu Manman took out a box of white candles.
Sun Huiniang was excited, "There are also candles! This is great." Before fleeing the famine, candles were not cheap. Generally, poor people couldn't afford them. Even rich households used oil lamps as much as possible. Candles were used for reading at home.
For children.
Sun Huiniang put away the candles which are very precious. They must be used sparingly. If you can't use them, don't use them.
Fu Manman left the room and looked back at the tree outside the yard. The tree was very tall. There were two people sitting on the tree. The night was dark. There was no moon tonight, but two black figures on the tree could be vaguely seen.
figure.
One glance at the figures revealed that they were Fang Mulei and Fu Qiang.
When Fu Manman looked up at them, they were also looking at Fu Manman.
Fu Qiang flew down from the tree and stood in front of Fu Manman. He pointed at the tree as if asking for praise and said: "This tree can see the surroundings of this house. Fang Mulei, Chen Mutian and I will take turns keeping watch at night."
"Yes, yes, you did a great job. I'll thank you all for the hard work tonight." Fu Manman praised with a forced smile.
"It's not hard. It's not hard at all for you..." Fu Qiang said obediently.
Uncle Da pushed the door open and entered the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Fu Qiang and snorted angrily.
"I went out for a round and found nothing out of the ordinary. I'm freezing to death, old man." Uncle Da walked past the kitchen, moved his nose, and pointed to the closed door of the kitchen, "Do you smell anything?"
"What does it smell like?" Fu Qiang knew that Fu Manman had sent a bunch of things to the kitchen, but he didn't know what he had given.
Did she give you some kind of self-heating pot? Or durian?
Although these people are now considered our own, they don’t trust them to this extent, right?
"Smells! It smells so good!" Uncle Da sighed, stretched his neck, and looked in through the crack in the door.
What does this do? Isn’t it just rice and beans? Can it make flowers?
Suddenly the door opened with a creak. Aunt Dong was holding a big stainless steel spoon in her hand. She was startled when she saw someone standing at the door, "Oh, Uncle Da, why are you standing here? You're so scary!"
"Sister Dong, what are you cooking?" Xingping Lida's stomach was already growling with hunger.
It's really a hard life to follow Fugong! In the past, although it was hard, he had money, connections, and could get food. He would go to the mountain from time to time and eat meat. Now he had to follow Fugong, and those disciples couldn't meet him.
"I'll find out soon, we'll have a good meal today." Aunt Dong said happily, then stood in the yard and shouted, "dinner is ready!"
When everyone in the room heard that dinner was ready, they all acted in unison, picking up the food and waiting to eat.
"I didn't expect that there would be food at night." Several young men in the boys' room said excitedly.
"There are three meals today!" Chen Zijian stretched out his fingers and counted them, making sure they were three meals.
This is more than what we had at the landlord’s house!
He must have entered a lucky nest! He is not escaping from famine, he is here to enjoy happiness.
In the past, it was unimaginable to have a meal of porridge a day.
We have already had two meals of porridge today, and no one thought about having anything to eat tonight.
A group of young men, holding bowls in their hands, endured the injuries on their bodies, chatted excitedly and had something to eat.
After a while, the door creaked open, and Aunt Dong and Mrs. Wang came in carrying a large pot. Behind them, Cuiliu and Qiaoer carried a small pot.
These...two pots are so shiny! Where did they come from?
The young men all opened their eyes wide and looked at this bright guy, one big and one small, blinding others in surprise.
"Everyone has lined up to get the porridge." Aunt Dong said, waving a big spoon.
A group of people lined up immediately. The adults consciously lined up at the back and let the children go first.
Xingping Lida held his big bowl and happily queued at the back of the queue. He is old and can't stand being hungry.
As soon as Granny Wang opened the lid of the pot, the steaming steam instantly turned into white mist and spread in the dark room, bringing warmth and the fragrance of porridge to everyone.
"Wow..." Everyone exclaimed happily.
This is truly the most beautiful scenery in the world, and the beauty of the wonderland brought about by food is the most beautiful in the world!
Cuiliu opened the lid of the small stainless steel pot, and a pot of cooked soybeans mixed with mustard shreds and pickles appeared in front of everyone!
"Wow..." The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became lively!
Pairs of bright eyes stared at the pot of delicious side dishes. It was a side dish! It smelled salty!
"The bowls are ready, each person has a bowl. If you spill it, it will be gone!" Aunt Dong said loudly.
She is the one holding the spoon. When she picks up the spoon, she must take responsibility and be fair and impartial. This is what Luhua taught her.
