Don't panic in a famine, I live in the mountains with my golden finger

Everything made sense, but Ye Dong'er and Ye Man'er pretended not to know what had happened, and when the eldest sister woke up, she had no memory of when she was unconscious at night.

To prevent it from happening again next time, I would lock the door of the kitchen knife cabinet myself. As long as I didn't take the knife and didn't make any noise when my eldest sister had an attack, nothing would happen.

Hearing that the fortune teller in the village was very powerful, he secretly went to the fortune teller to ask for talisman paper, put it in his eldest sister's pillow for a long time, and then took it out and burned it.

"Dong'er, this is all a lie. It's useless. Don't waste your money on such useless things."

"Sister, your disease is serious. What if you cut yourself with a knife in the future?"

"Maybe it's just some dirt that's got on you, and I just wanted to try to get rid of it."

Ye Qiuer was feeling troubled. She didn't know when this habit of waking up in the middle of the night started. Maybe there were gains and losses.

I have been unconscious for a while since I fell from a tree last time. In my dreams, I have been filled with a lot of stories about various characters from this world and outside the world. They intersect and merge, and I realized that I am in the world of a novel, and the memories I have awakened are different types of stories about many characters.

There is no protagonist in the world of this novel. Everyone has his or her own life trajectory, and I have been here since I became conscious. So the existence of this world as a storybook did not actually shock me. After all, I am just an ordinary child from a poor family. How could I cause any big storms? As long as I have enough food to eat, warm clothes to wear, and live in peace and security with my family, I can live my life with such comfort and simplicity.

The greatest comfort is actually those various types of stories. As a person who loves to read storybooks, those stories are actually very novel. If these stories are written into storybooks, wouldn’t it improve our family’s life? This is the most important thing.

In Ye Qiuer's view, this was the comfort given by God to comfort her after she fell from the tree. It was her greatest luck.

"Dong'er, this is a symptom of sleepwalking. It may be because you didn't recover well after falling from the tree last time. Don't be afraid. Who knows, when you recover, the symptoms may disappear."

"So, you must not use your money to buy talisman paper from the fortune teller. It's a waste of money." A piece of talisman paper cost two taels of silver. Although he could make money, he couldn't do this. He would spend it on useless rubbish.

"Okay, I understand." Ye Dong'er knew that she had done something wrong. Although some of the money was the change given to her by her elder sister that she had saved up bit by bit, and some of it was money she had asked her grandmother to buy pens and ink.

I know that my elder sister won't ask me where the money comes from. To be honest, even if she doesn't ask me, I know it very well.

Ye Qiuer recalled the conversation she had heard before: "By the way, Dong'er, tell the children in the village not to run around if they go to the county town."

"Ah? Big sister, are the people from before me starting to kidnap children again?"

"I don't know, but I heard some rumors. You're just a little kid, don't get involved in this kind of thing. Just be obedient."

"Oh."

"Okay, go ahead. I'm going to start working too." Ye Qiuer was very disdainful of these scum who caught children because of the incident last time when Ye Dong'er was almost caught. Then she heard the conversation of the woman in the carriage. Although she didn't know what she was going to do, she had a feeling that it was definitely not a good thing, so she had to stir up some trouble.

The only way to stir up trouble and get everyone's attention focused on these things right now is to make up a similar story to alert everyone.

Thoughts surged in her mind, and fearing that they would disappear soon, Ye Qiuer hurried into her room, sat at the desk, and began to write.

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A ox cart with four people on it slowly drove into Zhuhou Village.

As soon as we entered the village, children gathered around us, looking at the people in the car curiously.

"Grandpa Wang, Guozi, Xiaoduo, why are you here?" Tianle was playing with mud with two or three children under the shade of a tree. When he saw a group of children surrounding an ox cart, he curiously looked towards the village entrance. He didn't expect that they were acquaintances, so he threw away the mud in his hands and ran over.

When Guozi and others saw this, they quickly waved their hands, very excited.

"Ale."

"Brother Ale."

Tianle excitedly squeezed into the group of children. Uncle Wang saw him and quickly picked him up and put him on the cart. He also introduced the two people who came to Zhuhou Village for the first time, "This is Grandpa Liu and Uncle Chen."

Tianle greeted them obediently and sat down with Guozi and Xuanyu.

"Why are you here?"

"We have something to ask Uncle Zhushan."

"Then can I go with you?"

"Grandpa Liu, Uncle Chen, can I go with you?" Seeing that Guozi and Xuanyu were a little hesitant, Tianle asked the two people sitting next to him.

"Sure, but if you want to go with us, you have to inform your mother, so that you won't be lost later." Uncle Liu said kindly. He looked at Tianle, who was very familiar with him and didn't feel awkward at all. He admired him very much.

"Grandpa Liu, don't worry. I'll just call my friends to let them know. I won't cause any trouble for you."

Then he shouted at one of the children playing under the tree.

"Ahua, when you pass by my house later, remember to tell my mother that I went to Uncle Zhushan's house to play."

"Okay." The other side also responded.

Seeing a bunch of children still coming forward to look at him with curiosity, Uncle Wang had no choice but to drive the car and thought about it.

"Kids, share these peanuts among yourself. There's no need to block this place. Here, take them." Uncle Wang wrapped several bags of fried peanuts that he had prepared in advance in oil paper, put them in a cloth bag and hung it on his chest.

"Thank you, Grandpa. Thank you, Grandpa." Everyone was excited and began to express their gratitude as they did not expect to get to eat such delicious food.

"Children, since you have seen me before, you can accept the food I give you, but if other strangers, people you don't know, give you delicious food, will you accept it?"

Seeing that these children had no sense of precaution at all, Uncle Wang still had to give them a warning.

"No, my mother said that we can't take food from strangers outside. But Grandpa, you are a good man who saved Tianle, we believe you."

"Yes, yes, yes, you are a good person, so we dare to eat the things you brought."

"Okay, okay, you are right. Remember what your mother said. Don't take food given by others when you are outside. After all, no one will give you food for no reason."

Uncle Wang was a little surprised that these kids were still somewhat aware of the dangers.

"Okay, take it over there under the shade of the tree and divide it among you. Good children should learn to share, and don't fight."

When he saw the children moved away from the cart, he started to drive the ox cart forward.