Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

What can I do? Just let it go!

Han Zhaozhao was no longer panicked now. It was not like he had never seen a dead person before, so what was there to be afraid of?

Xiaoliang is not afraid, let alone her!

I was so shocked just now that Han Zhaozhao tried to figure it out on his own.

She also squatted down and observed carefully. This was a girl about three years old, as thin as a chick, with ribs on both sides of her body turned outward.

His hair was very short, like weeds, reminding her of Wu Ni when she first came home. His abdomen was sunken, and his hands and feet were like animal claws.

"This child must have starved to death!"

Han Zhaozhao felt very upset. When her family encountered misfortune, the first one to be abandoned would definitely be the girl.

The little body was naked, wrapped only in a piece of gray cloth, which was torn by Xiao Sanzi.

"Xiaoliang, go pick up Brother Xiaomin and the others. Xiaosanzi, let's dig a deeper hole and bury her!"

Xiaoliang nodded and ran to greet Niu Xiaomin and the others. Xiaosanzi wiped his tears and snot and agreed with a thick nasal voice: "Okay!"

Fortunately, they were afraid of running into the spies, so they all brought tools.

Xiao Sanzi used a hoe to dig, and Han Zhaozhao used a medicine hoe to dig. The two found a place nearby that would not be washed away even if there was a flood, and started digging.

After a while, Niu Xiaomin and his two sisters also arrived and helped dig the hole in silence.

Han Zhaozhao freed his hands and called Niu Xiaoyun to pick some leaves and wild flowers nearby, weaving them into pieces to make clothes. With the help of Niu Xiaolian, he wrapped the child up and put him in the pit.

"I'm sorry, forgive us for disturbing you. Ignorance is not a crime, we didn't mean it.

Now, we have dug a new place for you to live, so that you will be safe and don’t have to be afraid of the wild beasts in the mountains.

In your next life, I wish you a happy life with plenty of wealth, no illness or pain! "

Following her grandmother's example, Han Zhaozhao bowed slightly towards the small grave mound and muttered something in a low voice.

"I hope you can be born into a good family in your next life!" Niu Xiaomin and his two siblings also bowed.

"Have a safe journey, and be careful when you are reborn." Xiao Sanzi advised kindly.

"The sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn as a child who eats meat pancakes!" Xiaoliang also followed them and learned to bow.

"Puff!" Han Zhaozhao suddenly laughed. This Xiaoliang is really... something. She suddenly didn't know what words to use to describe him.

Xiao Sanzi, Xiao Liang, and Niu Xiaoyun also laughed heartlessly, and Niu Xiaomin and Niu Xiaolian also curled the corners of their mouths.

Everyone packed up their things and put them on their backs and started to walk out of the mountain. After walking a long way in silence, several people stopped at the same time, looked back at the brand new little mound of earth, sighed, turned around and continued walking.

The time to go down the mountain went by very quickly. After finding the hidden tricycle, everyone loaded the tricycle and headed towards the city.

There were many people working on the land at the foot of the mountain, some were hoeing the fields, some were thinning out the seedlings, and some were replanting. The farmers were all very busy, and no one had time to look up at these poor city people who were digging wild vegetables.

Yes, in the eyes of rural people, those who come to the countryside to dig wild vegetables are also poor people. The only difference between them is their registered residence.

More than half of the farmers in the suburbs surrounding the capital are vegetable farmers. They earn work points, similar to workers in the city, and they also have supplies.

A year's work points were settled into cash tickets at the end of the year. Production teams distributed food tickets, non-staple food tickets, cloth tickets and other daily necessities tickets to farmers according to their work points. Vegetable farmers could take the tickets they were given and go to grain stores and supply and marketing cooperatives to buy daily necessities.

The only difference is that the workers in the city are paid with notes once a month, while the vegetable farmers are paid with notes once a year.

Workers in the city have higher wages and a stable income regardless of drought or flood. Vegetable farmers have low work points and depend on the weather for their livelihood. After paying enough to the state, they will get the rest.

No one was in a good mood today. Although they gained a lot, they couldn't be happy when they thought of the girl they buried with their own hands.

When they arrived at the doorstep, the children each took their portion of wild vegetables home.

They had discussed it and decided that after the harvested herbs were prepared by Han Zhaozhao, the proceeds from selling them would be divided among everyone.

Wild vegetables are not valuable, so you can take them home and collect them yourself. It is up to you to decide whether to store them or sell them.

We didn't find many medicinal herbs today. The total weight of Baibu and Danshen is only about 100 kilograms.

In the evening, after getting off work, the old lady Xiaoliang's mother helped pick the wild vegetables.

Han Zhaozhao took Xiaoliang and Wu Ni to pack the medicinal herbs.

The old lady said, "Huh? Thorny young shoots? Zhaozhao, where did you get those thorny young shoots? There are thorny young shoots in the capital, how come I didn't know about them?"

Before Han Zhaozhao could speak, Xiaoliang answered: "Grandma Han, can this be eaten? Brother Xiaomin said that this is not edible and is not called thorny tender shoots."

"Why can't we eat it? These young thorny shoots are so delicious! In the Northeast, this is a rare dish.

Put it away, the whole family depends on it for the whole year! Birds don’t touch it? What’s the name of this? I’ve never heard of it! "

The old lady smiled so hard that her teeth were showing. She hadn't eaten fresh young thorn sprouts for several years.

"The young thorn buds are so tender, now is the right time to pick them. In the Northeast, they are not yet ready, and will only be available in late April or early May.

You guys go ahead and do it. Grandma will show you her cooking skills tonight, and we’ll make some young thorn sprouts to eat.”

It can be seen that the old lady is very happy today. She is not thrifty and goes into the kitchen to fry, stir-fry and cook. Soon, bursts of fragrance wafted from the kitchen.

"What is my grandma frying? The frying oil smells so good!" Wu Ni sniffed and saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth.

Aunt Shufen secretly swallowed her saliva, "Fortunately, we live in a private courtyard, and the courtyard is deep, otherwise, with the food you have, we would have trouble every day."

Han Zhaozhao paused. Yes, other people’s families have a hard time getting full with just the bland soup, but her family either stews or fries food every now and then. Isn’t that troublesome?

No, I have to be more careful when cooking next time. I’ll remind her grandma later that they have to keep a low profile and eat the meat under the bowl.

Now? Never mind, just be happy for now!

It was time for dinner. Her grandmother set the table. Although they were all wild vegetables, they looked lush green and yellow in several plates, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

There are fried prickly ash sprouts, prickly ash sprouts fried eggs, cold-mixed prickly ash sprouts, prickly ash sprouts dipped in egg sauce, and a large basket of various raw wild vegetables on the side, waiting to be dipped in the sauce and served with steamed bread.

After everyone sat down, her grandmother brought over a porcelain bowl of prickly ash noodle soup.

"Aunt Han, you made a feast of young thorn sprouts today! Whether it tastes good or not is not the question, the color is really beautiful, emerald green!"

Aunt Shufen was dragged to the table by the old lady. Seeing that the meal was filled with wild vegetables, she felt relieved!

Xiao Liang disagreed, pointing at the fried young spinach sprouts and the young spinach sprouts fried with eggs and saying, "No, these two dishes are golden yellow."

"Hey! This kid is a stubborn person!"

The old lady's word "death" seriously destroyed Han Zhaozhao's appetite tonight.

Everyone else was eating with relish, but she just swallowed the food without any taste.

After quickly finishing a steamed bun, Han Zhaozhao left the table early and went to the yard to collect medicinal herbs.