Su Yun, who was sitting by the kang and looking at her daughter, took out a cotton towel and wiped her sleeping daughter's saliva. She smiled and kissed her little greedy cat - her daughter was getting older and was only kissed when she was asleep.

she!

When Fuya woke up, the family of five took the gift given by Zhao in return, put it into the yard, got on a bullock cart and left as if they were running away. The Zhao family was not rich either, so the bag of japonica rice and a dozen eggs were theirs.

The only thing I can get is this. They came here to give away things, not to show off. You can't have these things!

In the afternoon, Ms. Zhao took Huang Qiuling up the mountain and found two pine cones full of trees in a hidden mountain col. Ms. Zhao asked Huang Qiuling to quietly call her son and bring back two baskets of pine nuts.

The pine nuts were plump and fetched a good price in the town. The money was exchanged for rice grains and smuggled home and stored in the cellar. The Su family finally no longer had to worry about surviving the long winter!

Good luck came one after another. On the next day, Su Xiyuan found a patch of wild wheat in an inaccessible mountain valley. Although most of it was grain, it was considered the best food in the disaster years when even rice bran and grass roots were eaten.

Even if people don’t eat, they can still feed chickens and pigeons!

When Song Laosi's family returned to Houshan Village, it was almost dark. When they were having dinner, Sister-in-law Su and the third daughter-in-law didn't look very good-looking. Mrs. Wu knew that the two daughters-in-law's parents were very unhappy:

From now on, if there is enough food in the house to feed the dogs, it will not come cheap to these two greedy in-laws!

The third daughter-in-law is feeling miserable! She originally wanted to go back to her parents' home with the idea of ​​"returning to her hometown in fine clothes", but she didn't know that while her mother was hiding the food quickly, she complained about the lack of food and scolded the third daughter-in-law for not knowing how much she went to her parents' home.

Pull more.

When she returned to her parents' home this time, she met several married women at the entrance of the village who were also returning to her parents' home. They all went home to borrow food, but she was scolded when she sent food home. She felt aggrieved, and the baby didn't say anything...

She also wanted to send more food to her parents' house, but her mother-in-law was in charge of the food at home. She would be scolded if she put an extra handful of food in her meals, let alone to go to her parents' house! She was dissatisfied, but she could only suppress it.

Because she knows her mother-in-law's fighting ability - she has never lost a fight in the village. If she asks her mother-in-law for food, her mother-in-law can come to her door!

Feeling aggrieved, he raised his head and glanced at her mother-in-law, who was holding Fuya and smiling like a flower. In front of Fuya, she was a loving and kind grandmother. Partiality! No matter how well-raised a loser is, what's the point?

Used? It won’t belong to someone else in the future?

In the evening, Mrs. Wu carried Fu Ya into her room as usual. Holding her granddaughter's chubby little hand, she smiled and said: "Fu Yaya, do you want to breastfeed? I haven't seen you for a day, and I miss you!"

Fu Ya kicked up her short legs and grabbed Mrs. Wu's hand. Her big, watery eyes formed a small crescent moon in her smile, and her little mouth grinned, revealing two tiny teeth: I think about it! I miss my milk, I miss home! I don't have anything at home.

She always wants to come over and provoke her "slobbery kid".

It's not that Song Ziran doesn't like children, it's that she doesn't like dirty little ones! The youngest of her brothers is over four years old, but they are kept very clean. Every time they come in to play with her, Mrs. Wu orders her to wash her hands and face, and strictly prohibits her from doing so.

They touched places other than her little hands.

That nasty slobbery kid from my uncle's house, the front of her clothes is covered in wet saliva, but he keeps grabbing her hair and wants to hold her face and take a bite. It's so annoying!

It’s better to be at home! Fuya spread out her limbs and lay relaxed on the hot kang, with two words written on her round little face - enjoy!

Mrs. Wu boiled the bowl with boiling water, prepared half a bowl of milk powder for her, and fed it into her mouth one spoon at a time. She said with a hint of worry: "This jar of powder is almost finished, why haven't the gods sent it to me?"

In the past, one can was not finished, and another one was delivered. Mrs. Wu was a little worried that the gods were busy and forgot about it, and her granddaughter would starve.

Fuya looked at the mostly empty shelf - gone. This is the last can of milk powder! Fortunately, she is almost seven months old and can eat some rice noodles, egg yolks and gnocchi, and has been using them as complementary food recently.

After eating, she found no gastrointestinal discomfort so far. Soon, she was out of the ranks of "milk-feeding babies"!

However, after the milk powder was stopped, she still lost weight even though Mrs. Wu kept trying to get her food. Song Ziran didn't care. As long as she was not sick or suffering from disasters, it didn't matter if she lost weight. After all, in the disaster years when everyone was thin, she

It’s really eye-catching to eat so much that you’re fat!

Soon, it was time to harvest potatoes. Wearing a thick and soft new cotton coat, Fuya was brought to the field to be a mascot. In the words of her fifth brother, she was regarded as the "treasure of the field"! He also said that with her,

With the little lucky star here, I can harvest a few more pounds of potatoes!

Fuya sat on the straw mat, wrapped in a small red cloak made by her godmother, sitting quietly like a Fuya doll. She disagreed with Fifth Brother's words in her heart: potatoes have long grown underground, and the yield has already been achieved.

Qualitatively, it’s the same with or without her!

She quietly watched the family busy in the fields, and her mind wandered - digging and digging in the big vegetable field, planting small potato sprouts, and harvesting lots of potatoes!

This children's song, like a magic sound, is just a single sentence looping in her mind. Oh my god, it's so magical and brainwashing!

Suddenly, she was pushed forward by a strong force from her back, almost falling down and chewing the mud. Who? Actually carried out a sneak attack? No martial ethics!!

Song Ziyi was supported on the ground. After mastering the balance, he turned his head with a humming manner, thinking: The stinky boy has a prank, which will make his brothers stinging him with peach blossoms !!

At this sight, she was shocked - behind her, a brown lamb was lowering its head and stepping on its front hooves, launching a second attack on her.

The lamb was too small. It must have been just born. The force on her shoulder was almost like scratching an itch. Song Ziran touched the little lamb's soft hair, and it didn't dodge. It even tilted its little head and used its wet big fingers.

He looked at her with his eyes.

Song Ziran picked up a piece of weed from the side and brought it to the little wild goat's mouth. The little guy was not picky about food. After eating the weed, he even licked the back of her hand.

At this time, a female wild sheep appeared behind the lamb. She had smooth and smooth fur, strong and strong limbs, and curved horns. Her eyes looked at Fuya with gentleness.

Uh...Song Ziran felt that the way the ewe looked at her was no different from looking at a lamb. No way? The female wild goat wouldn't treat her as her own child, right? Although she really needs a lactating ewe to do it.

"Wet Nurse", they are not the same breed at first glance, right?
Chapter completed!