Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

The heated kang was so hot that people could not fall asleep. The two children slept on the side next to the chimney, which people here call the end of the kang, while the side next to the stove is called the head of the kang.

The kang was so hot that it was scalding, and after putting the quilt on it, you could even smell the burning straw mat.

Zhou Leng folded the quilt and spread it in the middle of the kang next to the child, leaving space at the head of the kang. She whispered:

"Officer Wang said that you will go to work tomorrow, so you should go to bed first. I will wait until the kang is cooler before going to bed."

Liu Wuqing reached out and held his wife's hand.

Zhou Leng resisted the urge to pull it out.

After a while, the man's suppressed crying reached Zhou Leng's ears.

Liu Wuqing's crying contained the emotion of his wife's loyalty to him, the guilt of making his wife and children suffer with him, and the unbearable pain of being criticized for being in such a situation today.

Zhou Leng reached out and patted his shoulder and said:

"Go ahead and cry, then go to sleep. Tomorrow you go to work, and I'll go for a walk in the nearby woods. I don't think we'll be able to get much food in this situation. We just came here, and we won't be able to get much food this autumn harvest. What we brought is only enough to last for half a month if we save it, and the child is still growing."

Following Zhou Leng's words, Liu Wuqing cried even more miserably.

Zhou Leng resisted the urge to hit someone. She didn't understand why Liu Wuqing was crying. Not only was crying useless, it would also speed up his metabolism. Wouldn't he wake up hungry in the middle of the night?

Why do such a laborious and useless thing?

Zhou Leng decided not to pay any more attention to the crying person. She sat down on the mat on the ground and slowly closed her eyes.

Five minutes later, Zhou Leng leaned his head slightly against the wall and fell into a deep sleep.

Liu Wuqing was tired of crying, and when he came to his senses he could hear the snoring of his two children and his wife's long breathing.

"Wan Xin?"

The man called out softly, but no one answered.

Half an hour later, everyone in the house fell asleep completely.

midnight.

Zhou Leng opened her eyes, touched the head of the kang which was no longer hot, and went to sleep with her clothes on.

There was no talking all night, and the next morning.

Zhou Leng got up early, took out the coarse grains she brought from home and cooked porridge in a big pot. She got up early to avoid using the pot at the same time as the people in the same room. The firewood in the house was also picked up by the people next door, and it was not convenient for them to use the firewood they picked up directly when they first arrived.

Zhou Leng held the only weapon in the house - a kitchen knife for self-defense. She went into the outskirts of the forest, picked up some dry branches and brought them back, then started to make a fire and cook porridge.

The aroma of food made the hungry person open his eyes.

Wei Qiu rubbed his belly, smacked his lips, turned his head and continued to sleep.

When Liu Wuqing and the two children woke up, there were three bowls of lukewarm porridge on the windowsill. This showed Zhou Leng's skills. It was exactly three bowls. After she finished her own portion, she drank the water used to wash the pot.

Now there really aren't that many requirements.

In the past, after getting up, the family would first brush their teeth, wash their faces and hands, and then eat a fairly exquisite breakfast together. The two children would even have an egg. In contrast, now after getting up, they would first drink a bowl of coarse grain porridge to barely fill their hungry stomachs, and then go to wash up.

After Liu Wuqing finished packing, he went out to work with Wei Lanfeng. They did the dirtiest work and earned the least income.

Zhou Leng was carrying a cloth bag on her back, her arms hidden in the bag, holding a kitchen knife in her hand. She wanted to go into the mountains to take a look. She looked at the two children playing on the kang and said:

"You guys stay at home, don't go out yet. Wait for mom to go out and check the situation nearby before taking you out. Xiaoyan, you can't go out of this yard when you play with your sister, understand?"

"I know, don't worry, Mom."

Zhou Leng said again: "Sister, you listen to your brother, okay?"

Liu Tingfang nodded slightly.

"Mom." Liu Tingyan suddenly called Zhou Leng.

"what happened?"

Liu Tingyan lowered his head and asked in a low voice with some grievance:

"Mom, did Dad really make a mistake? Why do they say Dad was wrong? I remember Dad was rewarded with a pen for publishing that article. Why is he wrong again now? Then isn't it also wrong for my sister and I to learn to write every day?"

Zhou Leng turned around and looked at her adopted son. She said seriously, "Keep your head up and your chest out."

The two children straightened their backs subconsciously.

She continued, "Your father is not wrong, and you are not wrong to learn to write. Those people are wrong, and the world is wrong, but sooner or later things will be righted. Remember these words in your heart, but don't tell others. Don't lower your head and think you are wrong because of these things. We are not wrong. It is the people who are more powerful than us who think we are wrong, so we are here. You must always remember to run away if you can't beat them, hide if you can't scold them, and then work hard to fight back and scold them back sooner or later. Remember."

"But why can't I tell you?"

"When the world is asleep, being awake is a sin. If you don't understand, remember what your mother said. Don't tell others nonsense."

Liu Tingyan nodded heavily and said, "I understand. My sister and I will be obedient at home."

After Zhou Leng walked out of his house, the door of the left room opened at the same time.

Wei Qiu lowered her voice and said, "Aunt, are you going into the mountains? You are not familiar with the area around here, how about I take you around?"

This child has been secretly watching what's going on outside. His job is easy, and in order to save more food for his father, he basically skips his morning meal, so he looks so skinny now.

Zhou Leng replied: "No need to trouble you, I don't have much food at home, and there is no work for me in this village, so I'm just going to dig some wild vegetables and just walk around nearby."

"Then please be careful, auntie."

"Ah."

After Zhou Leng left the yard, he walked north for about two miles and entered the edge of the forest.

The edge of the forest is often visited by women and children from the village, so the supplies are not abundant. Not far away, there are people bending over to dig vegetables.

Zhou Leng ignored the looks of several women and silently walked through the crowd into the deeper part of the forest. Although cultivation was not allowed in this plane, Wan Xin had a good physique and with her training, she should have no problem protecting herself.

After walking around for half a day, he didn't catch any pheasants, let alone wild boars. He did see a few rabbits, but they ran away without a trace in minutes. Poor Zhou Leng, who had no golden finger, only harvested a bag of wild vegetables and mushrooms, and picked some herbs.

This can be considered a gain.

On the way back, she heard the sound of birds chirping. She followed the sound and dug out another nest of bird eggs. She walked to the edge of the woods and picked up some dead branches, tied them into bundles and put them on her back.

The two children had been lying on the windowsill for some time.

Liu Tingfang asked in a low voice: "Brother, when will mom come back? I'm so hungry, my stomach is growling."

Liu Tingyan used the only teacup in the house to fetch some water for his sister. He was also hungry, but there was nothing to eat at home.

After drinking the water, the two children continued to stare at the gate of the courtyard.

Ten minutes later.

"Brother, it's Mom. Mom is back." Liu Tingfang's excited voice echoed in the cabin.

In their minds, when their mother comes back, they will have food to eat. As for where the food comes from or whether the food at home will run out, they have no idea. They always feel that as long as their parents are around, they will have food and drink.

Zhou Leng was carrying a bundle of dry branches on his back, his right hand tightly holding a straw rope, and his left hand holding a bag. His body was covered with dead leaves and dust, and although he was not staggering, he was still walking with difficulty.

The two children left the yard and saw their mother like this. Liu Tingfang was fine, but Liu Tingyan's eyes were slightly red, and he turned his head to secretly wipe away a tear. He ran over and said:

"Mom, I'll go with you next time. I can help you get your things."

Zhou Leng walked to the west side of the yard and put down his things, then brushed off the dust on his body and said, "Okay, you and your sister spread these branches out to dry them in the sun. I feel they are still a little damp. I'll go into the house and make food for you two."

"Leave it to me and my sister. We will ensure that the task is completed."

Zhou sneered and patted the two children's heads.