Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 236 Busy Fu Yu

They dare to pick fungus, but not mushrooms.

Some mushrooms are poisonous, the father and son know, but they don't know which mushrooms are poisonous.

So in order to avoid accidents, even if the father and son saw mushrooms, no matter whether they were poisonous or not, they would not dare to pick them.

Alas, it is really difficult for such an honest family to live.

Grandpa Meng was not quite the same as others thought. He even looked at this honest and dull nephew with a different look.

When everyone was full, Fu Yu came over to clean up the dishes.Grandpa Meng told his son again, "Yu'er, that's all for lunch."

"Father." Fu Yu felt that he had already taken care of his father's emotions.

The family made lunch for more than a dozen people, even if it brought out the share of all the Meng family who came to the mountain pass with my father today, it was still only a little more.

Grandpa Meng also didn't expect that when his son would grab the conversation, he said with a smile: "I haven't finished my father's words, why did Yu'er lose his composure today."

Fu Yu: He doesn't want to either. Can he be blamed? If he can patrol the mountain pass for his father, he won't have to worry about the old and the young in his heart.

The old man knew that his son was worried about his health and the safety of his granddaughter, and it was all for their own good.

But he still doesn't want to be old, and he can still play his role.For him, being able to protect his loved ones is more important than anything else.

Besides, he still has the variable of his granddaughter by his side, and he can't let others know the secret of his granddaughter.

Seeing that his son didn't speak, the old man went on to say, "Don't worry Yu'er, father will take good care of himself and Ci'er."

Alas, in order to make my son feel at ease, it's the only way to brag occasionally.

Although he knew that most of the time it was his granddaughter who took care of him.

Fu Yu: He is worried, but he has nothing to do.

Seeing that his son was still silent, the old man continued to urge him to speak, "Yu'er, as a father, I just want to tell you to cook more at dinner time. The fire-headed army in the guards all came out to join a few teams." The patrols are on guard, and as a father, I don’t want to make them work too hard.”

"Father, don't worry, my son will save it." Fu Yu understood what his father meant. His family provided three meals for the squad on duty and the soldiers in the guard.

Alas, to understand is to understand.

He glanced at his old father again unwillingly, and glanced at the little old men who were talking with the end of his eyes.

Xindao: Almost all the ones who came out today were older, although he didn't recognize a young one among them.

From this point of view, it is better to listen to the old father's arrangement and go back to help the family with what they can.

After figuring this out, Fu Yu seemed to be in a much better mood.

When I drove the donkey cart home, the sandy road seemed to be different.

Fu Yu turned his head, looked at the undulating mountains behind him, and the smaller and smaller figures at the foot of Yingzui Cliff, and sighed softly.

Fu Xinci waited for the figure of cheap father driving the donkey cart to get farther and farther away, and then quietly told his grandfather the idea he had just thought of.

"Grandfather, what do you think if we pick up some stones and pass them to brother Xizi?"

"What does Ci'er mean is that the Tatars are coming, let Xizi stand on a high place and throw stones at them from a distance?"

"We can throw it too."

In fact, Fu Da Niu wanted to throw a grenade even more.

But think about it, in order not to let everyone treat her as a monster, she should bear it in front of everyone.

Also, she still has a little selfishness, and wants to leave those grenades to the Japanese pirates as a souvenir.

Qi He, Meng Yutang and Meng Yuluo who were following them were immediately inspired.

"Grandpa Meng, (Second Uncle), (Second Uncle), let's go pick up stones now."

After the three boys finished speaking, they lowered their heads and began to pick them up.

Shan Xiaocong understood what was going on and joined in.

Meng Qicheng and Meng Qihua looked at each other, then bent down and began to pick up the stones they thought were convenient.

Fu Xinci didn't expect that everyone would take his simple words to heart.

Can you not take it to heart?

Even a few naughty monkeys know the power of throwing stones.

Those little old men knew better. They might not be able to fight the Tatars one-on-one.

But when throwing stones from a distance, everyone throws them together, and they don't believe that they can't hit those bastards.

When Jin Xiaoqi came to inspect, he saw some egg-sized or fist-sized stones piled up beside the mountain pass, and his heart moved.

When he saw the people in the first team still picking up stones everywhere, for a veteran of war, he immediately understood the meaning of these stones.

"Hahaha, Brother Meng, your idea is very good, why didn't we think of it before?"

"Old Jin, the stone formation in front of you is a great talent."

"Hahaha, everywhere, they are all small tricks."

Seeing that her grandfather and Jin Xiaoqi were talking more and more carefully, Fu Xinci quietly retreated to the mountain pass.Looking at her uncles, because they kept bowing their heads to pick up stones, there was sweat on their foreheads.

Fu Xinci thought about it, this would not work, their cotton padded clothes were not thick, and they were sweating like this, and they would definitely catch a cold on the way back.

How to do?
Fu Xinci's mind was thinking, thinking non-stop. Fortunately, at the critical moment, she caught a clue: ginger soup.

I thought that when I went to the town before, my grandfather had the foresight and prepared a lot of old ginger for the family.

In winter, when it was dark and early, Grandpa Meng's first team was laid off and handed over to the second team.

(Jin Xiaoqi reads that the people in their team are of different ages, old and young, so they are allowed to go back to their respective homes after they are laid off, and come tomorrow before they start to work.)
After the second team came to take over, there were still some complaints. After all, it will be dark soon, and everyone knows that winter nights will be much colder than days.

It was just waiting for them to see Fu Yu driving a donkey cart to deliver food to them. It was vegetable pastry stuffed with cabbage and lard on thin corn bread, and a big bucket of thick sorghum rice porridge.

Immediately, all the unhappiness was swallowed with these hot meals.

Jin Xiaoqi also didn't expect that Second Brother Meng still had such a hand, and those brothers in the guard were so excited that they didn't know what to say.

Fu Yu also gradually learned the old father's way of life, and said a few simple words.

"As long as Brother Yuanshan and the others come back, the Yingzuiya Guard and us are here, that would be the best."

"Yes, as long as we and the Eagle's Mouth Cliff guard are here, that's the best."

After finishing talking, Fu Yu still didn't forget to show Jin Xiaoqi the two green coats he brought. "My father asked me to bring these. He said that the people watching on the boulder are too cold. These two coats are for them to keep out the cold."

(End of this chapter)