Your Majesty, the princess is fleeing famine with her child!

When Yun Fuling returned to the base, Yun Jingmo had already woken up.

Zhang Sanmu was vividly describing how she used pills to treat the girl from the Chen family, and how Yun Shanhu was causing trouble.

Everyone listened attentively, exclaiming from time to time.

Yun Jingmo was the first to see Yun Fuling. He immediately got up and called her softly, "Mom..."

Yun Fuling walked up to him, picked him up, and kissed him on the cheek. Yun Jingmo smiled happily.

Yun Fuling glanced at two pheasants on the ground and asked curiously, "Where did the pheasants come from?"

Yun Jingmo raised his hand and pointed, "That uncle gave it to me."

Yun Fuling looked in the direction of his finger and found that it was Xiao Jingyi.

I think he disappeared just now, maybe he went out to find something to eat.

This guy has some martial arts skills, so it's not difficult for him to hunt some prey in the mountains.

As for why I gave them two pheasants, it was probably because of the bowl of mushroom soup yesterday.

Yun Fuling saw him coming back with a bundle of firewood. There was a pheasant at its feet and he was trying to make a fire with a flint. He must be planning to roast the chicken.

It’s just that there was a lot of dew in the morning and it rained yesterday, so the firewood we picked up was a little damp and difficult to light.

Yun Fuling looked at the two pheasants beside her, thought for a moment, and then whispered something in Yun Jingmo's ear.

After hearing this, Yun Jingmo nodded heavily, turned around immediately and ran towards Xiao Jingyi.

Xiao Jingyi noticed footsteps approaching and looked up to find it was Yun Jingmo.

Yun Jingmo smiled softly at him, "Uncle, my mother said that the firewood you picked up was wet and difficult to light, so she told you not to bother. We will treat you to some meat porridge later!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingyi simply put down what he was holding.

He smiled and asked Yun Jingmo: "What's your name?"

Yun Jingmo said in a baby voice: "My name is Yun Jingmo. My mother said Jingmo is a medicinal herb, a very powerful one."

Xiao Jingyi could see that Madam Yun had extraordinary medical skills. Not only was the bottle of hemostatic medicine she gave him incredibly effective, but she could even make pills. He guessed that she must be from a medical family.

It is not surprising for such families to name their children after medicinal herbs.

But it is unusual that this child has his mother's surname, Yun.

However, Xiao Jingyi was not interested in other people's family affairs and would not explore them.

He just thought that Yun Jingmo was a very cute kid, and he found him particularly pleasing to the eye, so he couldn't help but want to strike up a conversation with him.

"How old are you this year?"

Yun Jingmo stretched out a palm and said shamelessly: "I am five years old!"

Xiao Jingyi glanced at the little kid. He didn't look like he was five years old at all.

He simply asked, "What year were you born?"

This question is about Yun Jingmo, because every year on his birthday, his mother would cook for him and make him lots of delicious food and new clothes to wear.

"I was born on the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month in the sixteenth year of Jingping."

Xiao Jingyi calculated and said with a smile: "Then you are only three and a half years old, not even four years old."

Yun Jingmo was not convinced: "In terms of age, I am five years old!"

He is the only man in the family, and he wants to grow up quickly so that he can protect his mother and earn money for her.

So he insisted that he was five, as if that would bring him closer to becoming an adult.

Xiao Jingyi couldn't help but be amused by him.

However, according to the current calculation method, this child was born at the end of the year, so if we calculate his age in lunar years, he would be two years younger.

Yun Jingmo rolled his eyes and asked, "Uncle, what's your name?"

Xiao Jingyi was startled, and thinking that his identity should not be disclosed to the public, he immediately gave himself a pseudonym, "My name is Wang Li."

"Uncle Wang, how old are you this year?"

Xiao Jingyi laughed and answered seriously: "I am twenty-five years old."

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The big and the small were chatting happily, while Yun Fuling instructed Boss Wu and his men to clean the pheasant and chop it into small pieces.

Wash two handfuls of rice and put them together to cook a pot of meat porridge.

Soon, the aroma of rice and meat mixed together and drifted over the camp with the rising hot air.

At this moment, the villagers also started to eat breakfast one after another.

Smelling the mixed aroma of meat and rice in the air, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Then they looked at the coarse grain pancakes and wild vegetable porridge in their hands and suddenly felt that they couldn't eat anymore.

The children from each family started to make a fuss.

But after being slapped twice and scolded by the adults, he became obedient.

The one who made the most noise was the Chen family's beloved grandson, Chen Xiaobao.

Chen Xiaobao kept rolling on the ground, shouting, "I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat..."

If it had been any other time, Old Lady Chen would have taken her eldest grandson to take advantage of Yun Fuling and asked her for a bowl of meat porridge.

But when she saw Boss Wu and his men surrounding Yun Fuling, Old Lady Chen didn't dare to go over at all.

Boss Wu and his gang are well-known thugs in the area, and they are very unruly. Even someone like Old Lady Chen, who is always capable of making trouble, doesn't dare to provoke them.

I don’t know what’s going on with Boss Wu and the others. They just surround Yun Fuling and let her do whatever she wants.

Old Lady Chen's eyes flickered, she made a sound of "Pooh", and cursed in a low voice: "Shameless little whore, I don't know how she flirts behind the scenes to make men revolve around her!"

"Eating meat so early in the morning, what are you trying to show off?"

"Why won't I choke you to death?"

Old Mrs. Chen's voice was very low and no one heard it.

But Chen Xiaobao, who was closest to her, heard every word of these words.

After Old Lady Chen cursed for a while, she turned to coax her precious grandson, "Grandma will make you some rice porridge."

If you don’t have meat porridge, rice porridge is also very good. Rice porridge is very fragrant and delicious.

Chen Xiaobao rolled his eyes and immediately stopped making a fuss. He hugged Old Lady Chen and acted like a spoiled child: "Thank you, grandma. You are so kind to me!"

Old Mrs. Chen was delighted by her grandson's words.

He immediately took out a cloth bag of rice, grabbed a handful of rice and put it into an empty bowl, handed it to Chen Ersao, and asked her to cook porridge.

Mrs. Chen took the coarse bowl of rice and went there happily.

She would always get a little bit of the white rice porridge given to her son.

After Yun Fuling had breakfast, she had nothing to do, so she wanted to go for a walk around the area and dig some herbs.

When she was collecting firewood yesterday, she discovered that there were many herbs growing in this mountain.

In her previous life, due to the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, many traditions were broken, and even some herbs began to become extinct, with only records left in medical books.

When the end of the world comes, the medicinal properties of some herbs will change due to plant mutations.

It's not a big deal if the medicinal properties of a herb become stronger or weaker, as it can still be used. The worst thing is that it loses its original medicinal properties, or its medicinal properties change and it becomes a poisonous weed.

The medicinal herbs planted in Yun Fuling's space were all collected by her little by little and transplanted into the space.

Compared to the huge variety of herbs recorded in medical books, the few varieties she collected were really pitifully few.

Now the mountain is full of wild herbs. For Yun Fuling, it is like having a treasure mountain in front of her. How could she not be eager to try it?