Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Ningxiang's figure, like a black butterfly, dived into the dazzling sunlight.

Chu Tian's heart tightened and he quickly chased after him.

However, what greeted him was a shrill scream.

Ningxiang is standing in the sun, or it would be more accurate to say that she is struggling in the sun.

The dazzling sunlight burned her body like fire.

The figure was quickly swallowed up, and wisps of white smoke with a burnt smell came out from her body.

"what--!"

Ningxiang wailed in pain, her voice filled with despair and desire for life, but was torn apart by the cruel reality.

She twisted in pain, waving her hands in vain, as if trying to grasp the last ray of dissipating hope.

Chu Tian watched all this but was powerless to do anything.

The muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched violently. He wanted to rush forward, but was held back by Hu Bayi.

"Don't go over there! She's frightened!"

"How can a thousand years of resentment be easily resolved?"

The fat man stood aside, muttering to himself, "What a sin!", and looked at Ningxiang with eyes full of pity and regret.

In just a few seconds, Ningxiang's body had turned into a pile of gray powder.

"Ugh……"

Chu Tian sighed deeply, his heart felt heavy as if there was a stone blocking it.

"Let's go, let's find a place to bury her." Hu Bayi patted Chu Tian's shoulder, "It can be regarded as a place for her to rest in peace."

The three of them found a flat piece of grass nearby, dug a hole, and buried Ningxiang's ashes in it.

Chu Tian found a piece of stone and carved the four words "Ningxiang's Tomb" with great effort, as a final memorial to this poor girl.

……

After finishing all this, the three of them went down the mountain with their bags on their backs.

When they were almost at the village entrance, Hu Bayi and Fatty took off all their bags and stuffed them into Chu Tian's arms.

"Brother Tian, ​​I'll leave the rest to you. Fatty and I will leave first!"

"Okay, go back and have a good rest!"

"By the way, Brother Tian, ​​next time you return to the capital, Lao Hu and I will treat you to meat and wine!"

"no problem."

……

As he watched Hu Bayi and the fat man walk away, the smile on Chu Tian's face gradually faded.

He looked around and made sure no one was paying attention, then threw three bulging bags into the space.

These three bags contain the spoils of this tomb robbery.

If the villagers saw it, there would be chaos.

When we returned to Lao Liu's house, it was already past one in the afternoon.

Mr. and Mrs. Liu haven't gotten out of bed yet, probably they are taking a nap.

As Chu Tian walked to the door, he heard Lao Liu's dazed voice coming from the room.

"Is Xiao Chu back?"

"It's me, Uncle Liu."

"Oh, there's still hot food in the pot, go and eat it yourself."

Chu Tian felt a lump in his throat and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

"Hey, Uncle Liu, I'll go right away."

Mr. and Mrs. Liu really treat him as their own son.

Next time we come back from hunting, I’ll give them a few more prey.

By the way, there is still space for wheat. I will grind it into flour and give them a few bags.

……

The meals at Lao Liu’s house are very simple.

A bowl of corn porridge, two steamed buns, and a plate of pickles.

But Chu Tian ate with gusto.

After finishing eating and returning to the room, he couldn't wait to slip into the space.

As soon as you step into the space, a fresh wheat aroma hits you in the face, refreshing your heart.

The golden wheat fields swayed gently in the breeze.

The heavy ears of wheat bent their waists, as if waving to him.

"Harvest!"

At Chu Tian's command, golden waves began to roll.

The wheat was automatically harvested, threshed, and finally neatly packed into sacks.

Less than ten minutes.

The originally golden wheat fields disappeared.

Only thirty bulging sacks were left, neatly arranged.

Chu Tian picked up a sack and weighed it.

"Fuck, this amount..."

Chu Tian bent down and looked at the weight mark on the bag.

"Each bag is 50 kilograms, which is 100 catties."

So, these 30 bags weigh 3000 kilograms!

Generally, it takes 500 grams of flour, or 1 jin of flour, to steam a pot of white flour buns.

If you calculate it this way, 3000 kilograms is enough to steam... 3000 pots of steamed buns!!!

3000 pots!!!

A family can’t finish it in three years!!!

……

Chu Tian walked out of the space contentedly, taking out a bag of flour.

He planned to take out the remaining ones slowly.

After all, a steady stream of water lasts a long time.

There are too many things to mention at once and I’m afraid I can’t explain them clearly.

He stretched comfortably, fell asleep on the kang.

I slept extremely soundly until I heard the voices of Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu talking, and then I woke up in a daze.

"Old Liu, what's going on here?"

"Where did this white flour come from?"

"How would I know?" Uncle Liu's voice also contained a hint of confusion.

Chu Tian's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that he had to explain it clearly, otherwise there would be a big misunderstanding.

He quickly sat up and rubbed his eyes.

Pretending to have just woken up, he walked out yawning.

"Uncle Liu, Auntie, what are you talking about?"

Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu were both stunned when they saw Chu Tian wake up.

The aunt quickly pulled Chu Tian to the side of the table, pointed at the bag of flour on the table, and asked, "Xiao Chu, where did this flour come from?"

Chu Tian scratched his head pretending to be calm and said with a smile: "Oh, you are talking about this white flour. It was given to me by a friend of mine, the one who came to our house last time."

"That person? There were two people who came to our house last time, one fatter and one thinner. Which one are you talking about?"

"It's the thinner one."

"Oh, now I remember. His name is... Hu Bayi, right?"

"Yes, yes, Uncle Liu, you have a really good memory, haha."

"Then... why did he give us so much flour? Xiao Chu, there is a saying that goes 'no reward without merit', we can't just ask for things for free."

Chu Tian thought, why is it so difficult to tell the truth these days?

His eyes rolled, a plan came to his mind, and he began to make up stories.

"Uncle Liu, Auntie, it's like this, his father is a cadre in the military region, he doesn't usually lack these food coupons, and he often can't use them all."

"You said if we can't use it all, isn't that a waste?"

"It just so happened that when you were sleeping, he came and put down the flour for us."

"Is that so?"

Aunt and Uncle Liu looked at each other, obviously still a little skeptical.

But seeing that Chu Tian was speaking in a serious tone, it was not a good idea to ask any further.

"Okay, then please thank your friend for us. If he comes again someday, I will cook him a whole meal."

"okay."

……

"Uncle Liu, look over there."

Chu Tian pointed to the corner of the yard.