Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 3390 Extraordinary Zhou silver 6

  Everyone did not speak. Three older people came from the clan. They stepped forward to confirm that the village chief was really dead, and then nodded, and a young man stepped forward to close the coffin and nail it.

  The spirit did not stop, everyone lifted the coffin in silence and sent it to the cemetery. Several young people took turns to dig, finally dug a hole where the coffin was barely put down, and then put it down.

   After finishing all this, Zhou Yin was so hungry that he almost fell to the ground.

Everyone sat on the ground and rested for a while but didn’t go home. Instead, they walked to the mountain and saw that the trees outside were peeled. They could only go inside. After walking a long way, they saw that they were not peeled. Tree.

   Zhou Yin touched his stomach, cut a layer of bark with a sickle, and then peeled it down, but he peeled one piece per tree.

  Dayong stepped forward to peel it, and was slapped by Zhou Yin, "Change the tree and let it live."

  Dayong sat down on the ground and said weakly: "People can't live anymore, you still take care of the trees."

   Zhou Yin threw the bark on his hand to him, “The next tree is not far away, and future generations will need it, but you can’t bring the tree to disaster...”

  Da Yong pointed to the stripped tree outside, "They are all stripped clean."

  Zhou Yin turned around and left, "This one is not there yet, and this one is not..."

  Zhou Yin peeled a piece of bark on the next tree, changed another tree to continue...

  He took the tree back home, and Zhou Dalang took it and chopped it finely, put it in water and began to boil it, "a small handful of rice will do in a while."

   "Mid need to ask my mother."

Zhou Yin sat on a small stool in a daze and got up, "I'm going to ask for it."

   "Sister-in-law," Zhou Yin knocked on the door, but he called again without hearing the echo, his heart beating, and he couldn't help but push the door open.

  Qian lay motionless on the bed, Zhou Yin quickly walked a few steps forward, shaking his fingers to touch her breath, his face turned pale for a while, and he hurriedly touched her neck.

  When she found her pulse, she breathed a sigh of relief, pushed her and shouted, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law."

  Qian's eyelids trembled, trying hard to open his eyes, but failed.

   Zhou Yin had a bad instinct, looked at her cabinet, and hurriedly stepped forward to open it and find the grain bag.

  He carried the grain bag in his hand, there are at least three bowls of this rice, but...

  Zhou Yin took a few heavy breaths. He knew the numbers. There were so many people in the family, and there shouldn’t be so much left in that bag of food.

  Zhou Yin wiped his face and put a bowl of rice out of the grain bag.

   Zhou Dalang and Xiao Qian were shocked when they saw this bowl of rice, "Uncle, why do you want so much? Before, my mother only gave us a handful."

  Zhou Yin grabbed two handfuls of rice and put it in the bark soup, and gave the remaining half a bowl to Xiao Qian, "re-start a pot and cook the porridge."

  Xiao Qian took it in a daze, then turned to look at Zhou Dalang.

   Zhou Dalang's hands trembled slightly, "Uncle, is it my mother..."

   "Hurry up, let me feed my sister-in-law some water first," Zhou Yin looked around and frowned, "Where is the big brother?"

   "My father and my third brother went to fetch water, and now the water is not easy to fetch. It takes a long line to hit a bucket,"

   Zhou Yin nodded, took a bowl of bark soup that had already been opened, and took it into the house to feed Qian.

  Xiao Qian’s porridge cooking skill is very good, even if she just puts water to boil, but she can cook the porridge, and the fragrance of rice floats throughout the house.

The young Chu Lang helped the door frame to put his head in. Because he was hungry for a long time, his legs were trembling, his head was big, his body was bones, his patched clothes were empty, and the wind blew up. stand up.

  He pulled down the clothes that were blown to his face by the wind, and pulled the door frame to look into the kitchen. He couldn't help swallowing and swallowing again.

   Zhou Dalang looked distressed, and after looking at his wife, he carefully spooned a spoonful of rice soup for him.

  Thu Lang took a bite and was reluctant to loosen the spoon.

  Zhou Dalang squeezed his mouth, took out the spoon, and after thinking about it, he gave him another spoonful with seven or eight grains of rice. "After eating this spoon, there will be no more. This is my mother."

  Thursday Lang nodded, but pulled the door frame and refused to leave.

  Zhou Dalang couldn't see his eyes, and covered his eyes and said: "Go to the yard, and the bark porridge will be cooked up in a while, brother will give you a little more."

  Zhou Jin and Wednesday Lang came back to find out that their wife had passed out from hunger, and hurriedly put down the bucket and rushed to the house.

  Once people faint from hunger, they are not far from death. People in the village who starve to death are like this. First they fainted and then died silently, without even a word.

  Zhou Yin blew the cooked porridge, pinched Qian’s mouth and fed.

  He complained very much to his elder brother, "Sister-in-law didn’t eat, why didn’t you find out?"

  Zhou Jin lowered his head and said nothing.

   Zhou Yin was a little angry, "Brother, I want to ask you something."

  Little Qian hurriedly pulled his sleeve, "Uncle, let me feed it."

  Zhou Yin gave her the position, Zhou Dalang persuaded: "Mother must keep it, father will definitely not be able to find out, uncle, don't be angry, get angry and take effort."

  Tuesday Lang: "Yes, the bark porridge is also cooked, let's eat first."

  Qian ate a bowl of porridge, his face slowly turned, and barely woke up, but he was still groggy and couldn't speak.

   Zhou Yin knew at a glance that he had been hungry for too long. He turned his head and said to Zhou Jin: "I will enter the city tomorrow."

   "What are you doing in the city?"

   "Inquire about the news," Zhou Yin said: "Look at when the yamen releases the grain, and find some work."

   Zhou Jin didn't stop him. Zhou Yin had been in the county town for five years. There were more or less ways. He was more likely to go out and survive.

  Zhou Yin went out early the next morning, and he went directly to his good friend in the county—Little Fatty.

  The little fat guy became a little thin guy. He and Zhou Yin said, "Our house is going to leave."

  Zhou Yin leaned against the wall, "Do you have to leave?"

  The little fat man said: "No way, my family is almost out of food. If you don't leave, you will starve to death."

  He took out a small piece of cake from his arms and handed it to Zhou Yin.

   Zhou Yinbai took it with a face, tearing off a small piece, and returning the rest to him.

  The little fat man pushed back and said: "The one I kept for you was originally a whole, but I couldn't help it. If you don't come again today, I will finish eating."

   Zhou Yin took a bite and asked: "Your father said about the yamen feeding food..."

   "I heard that there are looting outside. Yamen and yamen are looting relief food. The refugees who fled will also grab the food, so the food is not good to send in."

  Zhou Yinxin kept sinking, "As I said before, the grain to be put in the middle of next month..."

   "That batch is okay, my father said, it was transported by the county magistrate from Jiangnan, bypassing Longyou Road, and it is already on the road. It is estimated that it will be there in less than 20 days."

  Zhou Yin breathed a sigh of relief, "So as long as it stays for 20 days."

Good night

  (End of this chapter)