Perhaps because he had a place that truly belonged to him, Zhou Qing slept so soundly that night that when he woke up, it was already bright.
After sitting on the bed and stretching, Zhou Qing got up, walked outside, and found that the weather was excellent.
Then he took out the bedding stored in the cabinet and exposed it outside the door.
The reason why she didn't dry it in the yard was because she had to clear out the weeds in the yard today. If she dried it in the yard, it would take up some space.
After sunbathing, I washed my face with cold water, still wearing the same short clothes as yesterday.
Thinking of yesterday's plan, Zhou Qing found the basket and carried it on his back.
I plan to pick up some firewood and wild vegetables and come back.
She is currently short of food at home. Although the wild vegetables have been eaten to the point of vomiting after fleeing for the past few years, they are also excellent for making pickles or kimchi as a food reserve.
It is a habit she has developed to never let go of any resources.
Fortunately, starting from Dahe Village, it is not far to the foot of the mountain. As we walked along the way, we found that the materials here are quite abundant. We even saw a lot of old granola, amaranth and malancai.
Zhou Qing was not in a hurry to pick them off. After all, he still had to collect firewood. If he picked them all off now, they would easily be crushed by the firewood picked up later.
So Zhou Qing just wrote down their locations, thinking that he would pick them after collecting enough firewood.
What did not disappoint Zhou Qing was that as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he found a lot of dry branches. These were good materials for making fires. Zhou Qing would not let them go.
So he temporarily put down the backpack and placed it in a place that could be seen everywhere, and concentrated on picking up dead branches. When he felt they were about the same, he piled them together and took out a strip of cloth from his arms. This strip of cloth was
Zhou Qing tore it from a torn quilt, which can be regarded as waste.
The dead branches were tied together into a bundle, and no matter how they were processed, it looked like four or five bundles were picked up in total.
Although it looks like a lot, it is actually not much. It is enough for Zhou Qing to use alone for two or three days.
Considering the affordability, Zhou Qing decided to make two trips.
When I passed by Zhang Dajiang's house, I specially sent a bundle to them.
"Uncle Dajiang, are you at home?" Seeing that the door of Zhang Dajiang's house was closed, Zhou Qing stepped forward and called the door.
Zhang Dajiang in the room heard the voice of the young man from yesterday.
His wife, Mrs. Li, glanced at him nervously and said, "Dajiang, is this the village chief? What is he here for?"
Although Li had never met Zhou Qing, Zhang Dajiang told her after returning home.
"I guess I'm out of food, so I came here to borrow food. When this young man came here yesterday, I saw that he had no success." Zhang Dajiang shook his head and said. "Don't worry about it. I'll go out and take a look."
go."
Zhang Dajiang opened the door and expected to see a sad-looking boy, but unexpectedly he only saw a smile on his face.
Before Zhang Dajiang could speak, Zhou Qing said: "Uncle Dajiang, thank you for your help yesterday. This is the firewood I picked up myself. Although it is wrong, please accept my thanks."
As he spoke, he pointed to a bundle of firewood next to the door.
After saying that, he was about to leave.
Zhang Dajiang grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.
Zhang Dajiang really didn't expect it. He originally thought that the little village chief came to him to borrow food. After all, he saw at a glance yesterday that this man didn't bring food when he came. Who would have thought that he actually came to deliver something.
Although it is not a good thing, it is a rare thought.
Zhang Dajiang boasts that he has lived in great winds and waves for so many years and has seen all kinds of people. This is the first time he has seen someone like Zhou Qing.
It's rare to have such a kind heart.
"You kid, don't leave yet, wait." After saying that, he shouted into the room, "Old lady, take out the things I prepared."
It made Zhou Qingzheng curious, but since Zhang Dajiang asked him to wait, she naturally waited honestly. After all, she did not see the slightest malice on Zhang Dajiang's face.
After a while, an old woman came out with a bag in her hand.
Zhou Qing could tell at a glance that it contained grain.
He frowned and was about to refuse, "Uncle Dajiang, this."
Unfortunately, it was interrupted by Zhang Dajiang's rude action of stuffing food.
"Take it as long as you want. It's not given to you for free. It's lent to you and you have to pay it back." Zhang Dajiang said angrily.
It still warmed Zhou Qing's heart, and her eyes almost turned red. Naturally, after fleeing the war, she hadn't felt such pure kindness in a long time.
My heart felt warm for a moment.
"Okay, let's go quickly." After giving the things, Zhang Dajiang was about to drive people away. He couldn't tell that this kid's eyes were obviously red, and he sighed in his heart, alas, he is still a young boy.
Zhou Qing took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions, showed her signature smile, and said: "Thank you uncle for lending me food. I plan to go to the county town tomorrow to buy some daily necessities. If it is convenient for uncle, I can ask
If other people in the village want to go, they can go together."
Zhang Dajiang was stunned by these words. He was silent for a while and said, "Really no more fighting?"
"Well, uncle, the new dynasty has been established, and there will definitely be no more wars in a short period of time. And I think people in the county must be better informed than those in the village. If the shops in the county open, then the world will definitely be stable.
Already."
Don't tell me, these words really spoke to Zhang Dajiang's heart. After hesitating again and again, Zhang Dajiang said: "Okay, what you said makes sense. I will go to the county town with you tomorrow to have a look. As for the other people in the village,
, I will talk to them, and if they want to go, they will naturally go together."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. I'll go back first." The matter was settled, and Zhou Qing didn't stay much longer. She had to go back and put away the firewood and the grains lent to her, and she had to put them away.
There are two bundles of firewood at the foot of the mountain. I need to get them back quickly.
When he hurried back, luckily the firewood was still there, so Zhou Qing began to pick wild vegetables.
While the sun is shining, I will go to the county town tomorrow to buy some salt so I can make dried vegetables.
Since there were so many wild vegetables, Zhou Qing returned home with a full load without much effort in picking them.
He returned to the village with the firewood in his hand.
On the way home, she saw smoke coming from a house not far from her house. She pursed her lips and turned around.
Knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was an old woman with a familiar vigilance and caution on her face. Zhou Qing didn't know her name, but that couldn't stop her enthusiasm.
"Hello, aunt, I am the new village chief. My name is Zhou Qing. I picked up a lot of firewood today. I thought you might need it, so I sent you some."
This was the first time Qian Sanniang saw such a warm smile, and she immediately became cautious.
"Ah, thank you, how can I be so embarrassed."
At the same time, a small female voice came from behind Qian Sanniang, "Mistress, who is here?"
Immediately, Qian Sanniang's expression changed and she became nervous, "Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" At the same time, she closed the door mercilessly.
Zhou Qing's expression did not change at all after being rejected.
I just feel that we need to continue to work hard on communicating with the villagers.