Escape from famine: Daddy stands up, Dali girl lies down

When he was young, he went through wind and rain, and before he was thirty, he developed cold legs.

In previous years, when winter came, his knees were the most painful part, and the pain often kept him awake all night.

This time it snowed, but there was no reaction at all.

Wu Yidao looked at the thick sheepskin leggings on his knees and grinned.

He looked at his darling grandson lovingly and attributed everything to him.

"My dear grandson, it's snowing."

"I know, Grandpa wants to drink again!"

Lin Shu understood immediately and took out a pot of white wine and three small cups, filling a cup for each of the three people.

Drinking was a thing of my past life. I really miss it.

'Zi~'

Lin Shu picked up the wine glass, took a sip and found it a little bland.

He just drank it in one gulp and filled the glass again skillfully.

"Little sister, you can't drink!"

Lin Hongyi realized it belatedly and stopped him, quickly grabbing the wine jug.

The young man picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His facial features wrinkled up because of the spicy taste.

"It's so spicy and hard to drink."

"Hahaha, you're such a wimp.

I'm afraid it will be difficult for Grandpa to drink the wine you gave him as a gift."

Wu Yidao drank his wine happily, not thinking that there was anything strange about a six-year-old girl drinking.

Instead, he raised his wine glass and clinked it with Lin Shu.

"My dear grandson, let's have a drink together.

Don’t drink any more after this one, or you won’t grow taller.”

After Lin Shu drank two glasses of wine, her little face turned red and she felt a little tipsy, and she nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

While his mind was still clear, he took out two woolen felts, two quilts, and a basket of firewood.

"Swoosh~" They disappeared on the spot, and the old man and the young man who were drinking and eating meat paused.

In just a moment, they continued eating and drinking until the wine and food were gone.

...

“Hey, the house is spinning.

Hey, I'll turn around too, hey!"

As the alcohol took over her, Lin Shu felt everything spinning around.

With a silly smile on his face, he followed her around, turning east and west.

He walked around the fields with his arms outstretched and grinning, as dangerously as if he were walking on stilts.

He ran to the fish pond again, put one hand on his waist and complained to the big fish in it with the other hand.

The fish floating on the water surface to grab food hid under the water one after another, and everything was quiet.

"That's good! We'll talk next time!"

Lin Shu had satisfied her craving and staggered back to the bamboo house.

As soon as he entered, he fell on the bed and started snoring.

Well, the drunkard still remembers to go home and sleep.

...

When the alarm clock rang at five o'clock, Lin Shu jumped out of bed.

When I was about to put on my shoes, I realized that I hadn't taken them off yet.

The person who had lost his memory had long forgotten why he didn't take off his shoes.

He rushed to the ranch quickly and started a chase with Dahei who was waiting there.

The small figure sometimes runs, sometimes jumps, and sometimes climbs onto the big black back.

After exerting all his strength, he started to play with the iron rod.

The iron rod whistling in the wind seemed to have a soul in her hands.

It was strong and powerful, with each move accompanied by a slight sound of breaking through the air.

The animals on the pasture ate grass and watched her jumps and flips.

Among them, Dahei was the most focused and jumped the highest.

When it was excited, it raised its head and made a few "neigh" sounds. It didn't look like it was about to die at all.

It's true that like owner, like pet.

...

Wash up and change into clean clothes.

When preparing to go out, Lin Shu habitually listened to the noise outside.

The sound of rushing water is accompanied by slight rustling and snoring sounds.

I frowned and thought for a moment, then I remembered that it was snowing outside.

He hurriedly took out his thick cotton hat, cotton boots, and hand covers, and slipped out of the space.

Baozi opened his eyes alertly, his tail wagging high, and he started to stick close to me and rub against me.

Inside the cloth tent, white mist was coming out of the copper pot on the charcoal stove.

The red charcoal stove was emitting wisps of hot steam.

The howling cold wind made the tent cloth rustle.

An old man and a young boy were huddled in one bed, sleeping soundly.

Lin Shu placed her hat and other things on the bed, and seeing a large basin of dough next to the stove, she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to knead the dough for steamed buns.

"Little sister, you're awake!" Lin Hongyi said dazedly as he opened his eyes.

"Sorry to bother you, brother.

"You sleep a little longer, I'll make breakfast." Lin Shu said softly.

"No, let big brother do it."

When Lin Hongyi heard that his little sister wanted to cook, he quickly got up.

He couldn't bear to let his younger sister cook because her hands would get frozen in such a cold weather.

He is a man with thick skin and strong flesh, and is not afraid of the cold at all.

My younger sister is a girl who needs to be raised carefully. My father is reluctant to let her even touch needle and thread.

He was even more reluctant.

...

Lin Hongyi quickly put on his clothes, washed his hands and began to knead the dough, speaking with concern.

"Wear more clothes, little sister, don't catch a cold. Do you want to eat steamed buns, steamed bread, or fried cakes?"

When Lin Shu heard the word "fried dough cake", she immediately thought of fried dough sticks and soy milk, and her saliva started to water.

She wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and smiled.

"I want fried dough sticks and fried cakes. They are crispy and delicious."

As he spoke, he took out a small jar of oil.

I wanted to eat the sugar buns, but I thought it was too much trouble so I didn't say anything.

If you want to drink soy milk, it’s even easier, as there is a small stone mill looted from the town.

This small one is just like the handicrafts of later generations and is very convenient.

It’s too late to soak the beans, so just grind them into dry powder.

I saw the small stone mill spinning rapidly in her hand while one hand was licking the soybeans flexibly.

Lin Hongyi only saw the residual image of the stone mill. If it were him, he would not dare to add soybeans.

I’m afraid of getting my hands involved, which would be terrible.

Wu Yidao lay on the bed, watching his two grandsons busying themselves with a smile.

He feels that this life is truly worth it. All the grandchildren in his family combined cannot compare to his two grandchildren in loving him.

Wu Yidao stretched his old arms and legs and did not feel stiff at all. His whole body felt warm and comfortable.

Seeing the hat beside the bed, his smile deepened.

After getting up, I habitually reached for the pipe, but found nothing.

"Hey, I can't forget the old friend."

Wearing a thick cotton hat, Wu Yidao lifted the curtain and went out.

The snow on the raft was about a palm thick, and the cold wind blew on the old face like a knife.

Wisps of white smoke were rising from the water surface, making it feel like being in a fairyland mist.

Wu Yidao put one hand on his brow and looked into the distance. A black belt appeared in the smoke.

I rubbed my eyes and when I looked again the black band had disappeared.

"Haha, it's just a dream."

After Wu Yidao finished taking care of his personal hygiene, he shook his head and sighed before returning to the tent.

I didn't take the sudden appearance of the black belt seriously.

Amid the rising smoke, the fragrant breakfast is served.

Fried dough sticks, fried cakes, steamed buns, soy milk, and pickled cucumbers.

The golden and crispy fried dough sticks are very appetizing at first sight.

Especially Lin Shu, who finished a whole basket of fried dough sticks by herself.

His face and hands were greasy from eating, and he looked very satisfied.

Because of the abundant oil and water, her appetite was not as much as when she just woke up.

During the time on the raft, the faces of the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren grew fatter and their mental state was better than ever.

Wu Yidao saw that only half of the jar of oil was left and shook his head.

“It’s delicious, but it uses too much oil.

After landing, we must find a way to buy more oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Without these things, the food will be tasteless."

Lin Shu smiled silently. She thought the old man was like Mrs. Wu and was going to blame her for being too wasteful.

so far so good.