Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Under the corridor here, Han Zhaozhao set up a few wooden sticks and supported a basket woven from sorghum stalks. He spread the radish strips and blanched radish tops evenly and hung them out to ventilate. When the sun comes out tomorrow, they can be stored after two days of drying.

For dinner, Han Zhao not only prepared two large bowls of carrot soup, but also six pancakes of two liang flour. Two were eaten for dinner, and the remaining four were saved for tomorrow. If she could not come back at noon, the child would be alone at home, and there would be no need to prepare dry food.

The radish soup is stir-fried in a pot, with aromas of oil, onion and radish, and a rich flavor. The soup is milky white in color. When you take a big sip, you can occasionally taste a few grains of oil residue mixed in the soup, which fills your mouth with rich aroma. It is so delicious.

This was the most delicious and appetizing meal Han Zhaozhao had ever had since she came here. She took a bite of the pancake and drank a sip of carrot soup, and she was eating so much that she could hardly lift her head.

Han Zhaoshi also ate in silence until she finished her meal and put down her bowl. Then she smiled and said, "This oil residue with big radish tastes really good! Zhaozhao, are you full?"

Han Zhaozhao touched his bulging belly with satisfaction and nodded continuously: "I'm full! Grandma, the carrot soup you made is so delicious, I'm so full.

No, I can't move now. I feel like my stomach will burst if I move. Let me rest for a while, and then I can wash the dishes and pots later."

"Feeling full? That's rare! Don't just sit there, get up and take a walk to help digest the food, you'll be fine in a while.

There are only two bowls, go wash them. After you finish digesting the food, wash your face, brush your teeth, and go to bed early. You will be the only one at home tomorrow, and you have to harvest cabbages. It's not an easy job.

After the cabbages are harvested, we won’t be afraid of bad weather. By the way, Zhaozhao, after harvesting the cabbages, we need to water the spinach and garlic seedlings.

Water the ground for the winter, so that the vegetables in the field can retain moisture and resist the frost. When grandma rests, go collect some leaves and hay to cover the spinach, so that you can have a vegetable hat to eat during the New Year."

"Hey, grandma, don't worry! I'm old enough, I can do all these things, you don't have to worry about the housework."

Han Zhaozhao was not bragging. As far as she could remember, she could really do these housework. There were only two of them, a grandmother and her grandchild, in her family. She helped her grandmother do the work in the vegetable garden every year.

Boys of this generation are still a little childish. They can eat and play, and play and eat. Although they are naughty, they are sensible and will help their parents share some work within their ability.

Most girls can make fire and cook, collect firewood and wash clothes, and help their parents take care of their younger siblings when they are five or six years old. When they are older, they can serve as adults.

After washing up, Han Zhaozhao couldn't wait to go back to the west room. She was so excited that she could finally sleep in a room of her own. She vaguely felt that her space should appear soon!

"Zhao Zhao, are you really going to sleep alone? If you're scared, grandma will go over and sleep with you for a few nights?" Han Zhao felt a little empty in her heart as she watched her granddaughter really go to the west room.

"Grandma, no need. I'm not scared. I'm going to sleep first. You should go to bed early too. Don't you have to get up early to go to work tomorrow?"

But in her heart, she thought, she finally had her own independent space, but now she had to let the old lady sleep with her. Wasn’t her trouble in vain?

"This child takes after your father, so brave!" The old lady sighed, shook her head, went to the front door to check the door latch, then went back to her room to sleep.

As she had to get up early to go to work the next day, Han Zhaoshi stopped twisting the hemp thread and went to bed early.

Han Zhaozhao in the west room lay on the big kang, rolling around and unable to fall asleep. Thinking about the space, "Go in! Go in!"? ? ? No response!

"Space, go in, go in! Space, go in!" Still no response!

That's not right! Today she vaguely sensed space, where is her space?

Could it be that the time and space have changed and the mantra has changed?

Han Zhaozhao was full of questions.

If the method is wrong, then go back to sleep! If it’s wrong, then start over! Han Zhaozhao sincerely said in his heart: "Space, I want to go in!" Why is there still no response?

"Open sesame!" "The king of heaven covers the earth!" "The pagoda suppresses the river monster!" "Palace jade liquor? One hundred and eighty per cup?" "A meeting of carrots? A gathering of all kinds?..."

"Ah...ah..." Han Zhaozhao buried his head in the quilt and suppressed his wailing. He recited more than a dozen formulas in a row, but none of them worked!

After being dejected for five minutes, she cheered up again!

She is God's own daughter. Since she can feel the space, there must be a way to get in. Otherwise, giving her hope and letting her quench her thirst with only plums in her eyes, isn't that a joke?

Is God that free? Han Zhaozhao doesn't believe it!

I have to look for the reason in myself. What went wrong? Han Zhaozhao tried to calm himself down and started to think from the beginning.

"Oh, right, the medium, the jade pendant! The space appears to lack the jade pendant as a medium!"

The space medium in her previous life was a ring-shaped jade ring obtained from the sea, but the jade ring disappeared after being stained with her blood and merged into the red mole on her chest. It never appeared again until she passed away.

Thinking of this, Han Zhaozhao could no longer lie down, so he got off the kang in the dark, and ran straight to the wardrobe in his slippers. He opened the door, pushed the clothes aside, pulled out the wooden board, and took out the carved wooden box.

Han Zhaozhao took out the key, fumbled to open the wooden box, and finally touched the jade pendant.

Although she had seen it during the day, this jade pendant was different from the space jade pendant in her previous life. Han Zhaozhao also wanted to try it. There was no other way, space was her obsession!

Knowing that Han Zhaoshi was a light sleeper, Han Zhaozhao did not dare to turn on the light, even though the doors and windows of this room were smaller than those in later times, and curtains were hung. But once the light was turned on, the light from the 15-watt bulb could not be blocked by the thin curtains, and her grandmother would definitely be startled.

Like a thief, Han Zhaozhao quietly raised the jade pendant in front of his eyes. In the darkness, the jade pendant flashed a bright white light. Holding it in his hand, the cool feeling made people feel very comfortable.

Regardless of success or failure, it seems that she still has to bleed a little! It is said that if a woman is not ruthless, her position will not be stable! For the sake of space, even though she is still a little girl, she has to be ruthless to herself!

Han Zhaozhao hardened his heart, bit the cotton cloth on his left index finger with his teeth, and pulled it off with force, revealing the wound from the cut that morning.

"Oh! It's growing too fast, it's almost closing! If I want to bleed, I'll have to endure the pain again!"

He put his index finger into his mouth and bit the old wound hard. "Hiss! It hurts so damn much. It really hurts like my index finger is connected to my heart. It hurts so much!"

She felt the salty taste in her mouth and knew that the wound had been opened, but she sucked it again and said, "No, the wound is too small, and the blood is not flowing enough!"

Han Zhaozhao wanted to cry but had no tears. She was still a child! She couldn't be so cruel to herself!

But without space, when the three-year difficult period comes, she and her grandmother will die if they cannot store food. They must have space!

"You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child, and you can't enjoy happiness without sacrificing pain. In order to fill your stomach, you have to fight!"

Han Zhaozhao closed her eyes and put her index finger into her mouth again, measuring the position of her lower mouth with her tongue and teeth. She was also afraid. Biting off a piece of meat would be no big deal, but what if she broke a bone? Wouldn't she be disabled?

Putting his teeth on the tip of his finger, Han Zhaozhao made a decision. It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. Fainting is not the same as death. He should take action when the time is right!

"Crack!" The teeth collided violently, and with a burst of severe pain, a stream of hot blood flowed out of Han Zhaozhao's mouth. "A lot of blood this time!"

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