Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Chapter 4 Really Nothing

Shen Qing said seriously: "Uncle, we will not come back here in the future, we will live in Crescent Bay, guard my mother, reclaim wasteland, and start from scratch."

Cao Dahai was startled at first, then quickly shook his head, "No, absolutely not, it's a wasteland with nothing, you two can only wait to die if you stay there."

Shen Qing took her sister's hand and pulled out a forced smile, "The roads are all made by people, besides, we are not afraid if we have our mother around."

Shen Hui originally wanted to object, but when she heard this, tears fell again, she held her sister's hand instead, and said softly: "Wan'er is right, we have hands and feet, and mother is blessing us in heaven. Definitely survive."

Cao Dahai couldn't hold them back, so he had to catch up with the ox cart and send them to Crescent Bay.

It was already dusk when we arrived at Crescent Bay.

Cao Dahai parked the oxcart on the side of the road, pointed to a large piece of grassland on the slope opposite the creek on the side of the road, and said, "That's the land your mother bought. Although it is desolate, it is in a good location. The stream flows down from the east mountain." , passes here and flows to Crescent Lake."

"Behind is Dongshan. Do you see the family at the foot of the mountain? This land was bought from his family. The old man was ill, and his grandson sold the land to buy medicine. There are still some scattered families in the mountain. They are all hunters. Live by hunting and gathering herbs.”

Shen Qing fell in love with it right away, "Uncle, is the mountain over there privately owned?"

Cao Dahai shook his head, "No, Dongshan is so big that it reaches the state capital next door, hundreds of miles away!"

"It's beautiful here, mother will like it." Shen Hui also breathed a sigh of relief, at least this is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Cao Dahai carried Cao's body on his back and stepped on the pebbles in the stream to the other side.

He dismantled the cart, went to the family at the foot of the mountain to borrow a shovel, and chose a higher place by the stream to dig a grave.

The young grandson of that family also came to help. The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy suddenly saw two beautiful sisters. His face turned red and his hands and feet became uncoordinated. He hurriedly helped Cao Dahai dig a hole.

A grave was erected, covered with a shovel of soil, Shen Qing moved two small pine trees and planted them beside the grave.

Shen Hui knelt in front of the grave, crying and burning paper, which Cao Dahai ran to buy when passing through the town.

Shen Qing also knelt, but she didn't cry.

The real Shen Qing died in an accident when she fell into the water when she was five years old. She was just a lonely soul wandering from another world.

She thought Mrs. Cao also found out later!Because Mrs. Cao is always stroking her hair lovingly at night, calling softly: Wan'er, my Wan'er...

This kind woman was so humiliated in the end.

Shen Qing secretly vowed to find out the truth and give her justice.

The boy's name was Huo Lin, and when he heard that they had nowhere to go, he suggested that they could live in the old house next to their home.

There used to be two families at the foot of the mountain, but one of them was moved away, leaving only two dilapidated thatched huts.

Cao Dahai looked around and shook his head again and again, "No, no, this place is full of holes, exposed to the wind, it must be cold to death at night, you two should go back with me!"

Shen Hui smiled and said: "Uncle, this is very good, you can live with a little tidying up."

Shen Qing also said: "It would be nice to have a place to live, we don't choose."

Huo Lin enthusiastically said: "There is a kang in the house, clean it, turn on the stove, and heat the kang, and the room will be warm with heat."

Cao Dahai knew that the two girls were determined, "It's getting dark now, and I won't leave tonight, Xiao Linzi, let's make some mud and plug the hole, and when I go back tomorrow, I'll get something and put it in The two houses should be well repaired."

Huo Lin said with a smile: "Okay! Uncle Cao lives at my house at night, and we sleep on the same kang."

Mud is everywhere. If you cut some dry grass from outside, chop it up and mix it into the mud, you can plug the hole.

Shen Hui found a broken broom and began to clean the house, especially the kang, where the dust was an inch thick, and the beams and windows were covered with cobwebs. If it was summer, I don't know how many friends there would be!
"Wan'er, go outside and find some dry straw. Let's spread it on the kang at night. There is no quilt here...just cover it with straw!"

"Ok!"

Shen Qing went to the courtyard, and the adjacent courtyard had a low wall, as soon as she turned her head, she saw an old man with a walking stick standing at the entrance of the main room, looking towards this side.

Thinking of being a neighbor in the future, Shen Qing waved to him, "Hello, old man!"

Old man Huo cheerfully raised his hand to greet her, "Girl, there is... firewood in my kitchen, come over and get some, the snow has just melted, you can't find dry firewood, and you haven't brought food? I still have dried firewood at home. Wild vegetables..."

The old man was weak, so he stopped talking.

"Thank you, uncle, but we don't have a stove, so let's forget it!"

Old man Huo took a breath, and said again: "Then cook at my house, you all come over to eat, your uncle is a good man."

The old man was very distressed when he heard that the two children had just lost their mother and were homeless.

Dinner was at Huo's house, and their family was also very poor.

Shen Hui made a pot of vegetable soup with dried wild vegetables and dug out the last bit of salt from the bottom of the salt shaker to taste it.

Several people sat around the dark and narrow main room of Huo's house, lit a charcoal pot, and ate by the light of the brazier.

Shen Hui only scooped up half a bowl of soup and a few vegetable leaves.

Cao Dahai put the bowl down without taking a few mouthfuls.

Although his family can't eat a few meals of meat throughout the year, he seldom eats wild vegetable soup, and it still doesn't even have any oily smell. He really can't eat it.

After Shen Qing finished eating a bowl, he put it down.

Seeing that they all stopped eating, Huo Lin blushed and scooped out the bottom of the pot. If it hadn't been in front of the two girls, he might have even licked the bowl.

Half the size, eat Lao Tzu.

When he was able to eat, this pot of wild vegetable soup was not enough for him to squeeze between his teeth.

Old man Huo looked at his sallow and emaciated little grandson, feeling very guilty, "It's all my fault. I took a lot of medicine, but it didn't get better. It only dragged him down. It's better to die."

Huo Lin was dissatisfied, "Grandpa, you are talking nonsense again, you don't know if your elder brother is dead or alive, if you leave, I will be left alone, then what shall I do!"

Old man Huo sighed, he was also worried about his little grandson, so he held his breath.

Cao Dahai comforted him and said, "Just look at the sky and it will get warmer. After the winter, your old body will definitely get better."

"Oh! Let's live every day! The sea! You two nieces, do you really want to live here?"

Cao Dahai nodded and glanced at the two sisters, "Something happened at home. They can't go back for the time being, so they'll make do with it for now. Please take care of me while I'm away. The two girls are really worrying."

"Don't worry, our place is very remote. People don't usually come here. The hunters in the mountains are all simple people who know their roots. If you close the doors and windows at night, it won't be a big deal."

At night, the two sisters lay on the kang hand in hand, with hay under their bodies and a quilt covering their bodies.

It was brought by Huo Lin, and Shen Hui asked him, what did he cover himself with the quilt.

Huo Lin slapped his chest heartily, saying that he has great firepower and can handle the cold.

Shen Hui looked out of the dark window and murmured: "Wan'er, a lot of things have happened these two days, I feel like I'm dreaming, do you think you will wake up, but nothing happened, mother will wake us up outside the window .”

(End of this chapter)