"Okay! Go and pull the jerky meat! Have some meat to eat!" A promise was a bit thicker, and it was the six-year-old brother Qiao Erlu who was responding.

"Flesh! Flesh! Eat meat!" The one who was not very clear about his words was Qiao Sanshou, a young sister who was over three years old.

"Xiaofu, where are you taking your younger brother and sister?" A warm voice sounded, and Qiao Chu heard that it was the widow Sun Qiaoniang next door.

In my original memory, Sun Qiaoniang was widowed at the age of 20 and had been widowed for five or six years. She lived a paralyzed mother-in-law on weekdays. When she heard the noise, she hurried to the yard and asked loudly.

"Aunt Qiao Niang, I will take my younger brothers and sisters to my uncle's house in the next village to get jerky meat." Qiao Xiaofu also replied crisply.

Uncle's house...

Qiao Chu felt a little ashamed: Look how smoothly his eldest niece said? Why did she hear so awkwardly?

She turned her head to look at Chen Qingshan, but she didn't expect that Chen Qingshan was also looking at her, condescendingly. The two of them were embarrassed in an instant and turned their heads away.

Qiao Chu turned his head and went to listen to the conversation outside, but Chen Qingshan looked down at Qiao Chu with a black face, thinking: I looked at the dead girl yesterday, but today, although my face was still dark, I felt much more energetic now?

On the other side of the yard outside, Sun Qiaoniang was enthusiastically saying to Qiao Xiaofu: "If you want to go, please put Xiaolu and Xiaoshou in our house! With two children, how can you do things?"

Qiao Xiaofu thought, too, the ox cart was going to pull things in a while, and the younger brother and sister were sitting in the cart. It was difficult to pull things in the ox cart, and it was easy to squeeze the younger brother and sister if it was too much, so he agreed with gratitude.

"Aunt Qiao Niang, you are such a good person!" Qiao Xiaofu entrusted his younger brother and sister to Aunt Qiao Niang and hurried to find the patriarch.

After a bowl of porridge, Qiao Chu, who could not do anything except practice, could only continue practicing.

So after returning to peace outside, Chen Qingshan looked at Qiao Chu again, and Qiao Chu fell asleep again.

The strange breeze appeared again, looming, Chen Qingshan felt the faint sense of comfort again: it seemed that every time he breathed, it seemed like a small hand was stroking his wound, reducing his pain by two points.

After hunting for many years, Chen Qingshan has been injured countless times, and he is already very experienced: After the doctor finished watching it, Chen Qingshan estimated that it might take a month to go out to hunt again, but according to today's situation, Chen Qingshan felt that it might be almost half a month...

One bed, two people, one black dust and the other broken ribs, you can't do anything, go to bed!

Chen Qingshan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When the outside became lively again, the patriarch Qiao Dahe's ox cart came back and brought back a lot of bacon, meat jerky, etc.

Qiao Xiaofu is young, but he is very good at being a human being. He troubles the patriarch, so he naturally cannot let someone go back empty-handed, so he left a bacon on the ox cart: "Uncle, I'm so troubled. Take this bacon back and eat it!"

Qiao Dahe wanted to refuse, but Qiao Xiaofu decisively placed the bacon on the ox cart, and then ran back to the yard, thanking him crisply through the yard gate: "Thank you uncle! If you hadn't helped me, I wouldn't know what to do!"

"You kid, you can't even get rid of the pot at home, so what else can you get for me!" Qiao Dahe couldn't refuse. Thinking of turning around and asking the wife of the family to come over, he sighed in his heart that Qiao Xiaofu was a young man, while happily driving the car back.

Qiao Xiaofu happily moved the bacon and jerky in and settled them all. Then he came to the room of the two who had already woken up to report the situation: "Uncle, aunt, the bacon and jerky were brought back. There were six pieces of bacon, more than ten pieces of jerky, more than ten kilograms of rice, more than ten kilograms of cornmeal, and this..."

Qiao Xiaofu said, taking out a small cloth bag from his close-fitting clothes. When the cloth bag was opened, there were a few pieces of broken silver and a few silver notes inside!

Qiao Chu widened his eyes and looked at the broken silver and silver notes. The silver notes were actually 10 taels a day!

Qiao Xiaofu was a little excited and handed the broken silver, silver notes and keys to Chen Qingshan: "Uncle, this is what I found according to the place you said. Look, are these?"

Chen Qingshan looked cold and seemed to not care about these things. He just nodded and picked up the keys. However, the rest did not take: "You keep these. Now your aunt and I can't get out of bed. If you want to buy things for your family, you can use them."

"But now there is rice, flour and meat at home, so you don't need to buy anything..." Qiao Xiaofu said he didn't need it.

A non-greedy person.

Chen Qingshan praised in his heart, but he didn't show any expression on his face: "Your aunt and I have to pay for the injury. If you look back, what else should I buy at home? You should also watch it together? Now you are the only one who can decide at home."

This sentence successfully made Qiao Xiaofu feel responsible and accomplished, and his little round face smiled like a sunflower: Yes, neither aunt nor uncle can get out of bed. She is now an older sister, and she wants to take care of the family’s life!

So Qiao Xiaofu properly packed the silver and the notes, and then said happily: "Then I will go to pick up Xiaolu and Xiaoshou first, go to cook, and then I will send it to you after I finish it."

Qiao Chu reminded him: "Make more and add more meat, I'm so hungry!"

"Okay!" Qiao Xiaofu agreed to go out.

Both children were picked up and knew that their aunt and uncle could not move. Qiao Xiaofu told them to play in the main hall and not to disturb their aunt and uncle, so he went to cook by himself.

The poor children were already in the family. Although Qiao Xiaofu was only eight years old, he was good at cooking. Soon, the chopped bacon was cooked in the rice mixed with cornmeal and cooked. The whole yard was fragrant!

"It smells so good!" Qiao Chu sighed, feeling that his hand was about to come out of his stomach!

"Uncle, this is yours." After settling down his younger brother and sister, Qiao Xiaofu brought the meal and handed one of the bowls to Chen Qingshan. Chen Qingshan took them over and ate them quietly.

Qiao Chu also wanted to take it, but Qiao Xiaofu refused to let it go, saying that Qiao Chu's injury was too serious and could not eat it by himself, so he had to feed it.

In order to show that he could do it, Qiao Chu raised his hands and grabbed it in the void. It really didn't hurt, but the tightness of being bound was obvious, as if... she was wearing a pair of gloves.

The black claws stretched out, and Qiao Xiaofu became even more determined to feed Qiao Chu to a meal.

Qiao Chu had no choice but to take Qiao Xiaofu's wooden spoon and began to eat one bite at a time, and even reminded anxiously: "A little bit of a big spoon... oh... a little bit of a big spoon..."

Qiao Chu ate three bowls with Qiao Xiaofu's hand!


Chapter completed!