The road of the main god of cannon fodder female supporting role

Chapter 676 Cannon fodder is not wishful thinking 2
After Wushuang received the memory, it was dawn. According to the memory of the original owner, soon Aunt Zhu of the neighbor's house would find that half of the roof of the house where the original owner lived was blown off.

Then Aunt Zhu was worried that the original owner came to check, but found that the original owner had a high fever, and several people in the family were frozen to death, so she called for help to bury the dead.

Because the original owner was seriously ill, Aunt Zhu took her home to take care of her in a daze. Even when she went to the grave to burn the paper, Aunt Zhu carried the original owner to the grave and burned it casually.

Later, the original owner got better and moved back to the thatched house. The people in the village felt sorry for the original owner, and they helped to reinforce the original owner's thatched house. With firewood to keep warm, the original owner survived the winter with difficulty.

The original owner was in a coma, and she had no feelings for her father and stepmother who kept beating her, as well as a few children who always bullied her.

Although life is a bit poor, she doesn't have to be beaten or scolded, doesn't have to work every day, and can't starve to death even with the help of the villagers. In fact, the original owner feels that she has lived a good life without her father for half a year.

Wushuang didn't want to take care of these annoying guys, but Wushuang was too embarrassed to pretend to be sick and trouble Aunt Zhu to take care of her, just to avoid taking care of these people.

So Wushuang decided to let them follow their original destiny, skip the funeral, and just bury them on the mountain. As for burning paper money, forget it. Could it be that the gambler took the money and continued to gamble in the underworld.

Wushuang was thinking about how to deal with these people, and where to dig a hole to bury them, when he heard footsteps outside.

There is also a woman's voice: "Hey, why is the roof overturned by the wind? I'm worried that this thatched cottage can't stop the strong wind last night. Shuang girl, how are you? Are you okay?"

The person was already buried, Wushuang was relieved, then she rolled her eyes and fainted again.

He said to Wushuang: "My aunt doesn't object when you go home, but if you remember something, you can call aunt, and everyone in your family helped to prepare dry firewood. Remember to burn it yourself to keep warm, don't freeze..."

Wushuang smiled shyly and said, "I'm fine, thank you Mrs. Zhu for taking care of me, I'll go back now."

Wushuang didn't really want to cry for the original owner's scumbag father, so she immediately acted as if she was greatly shocked, staring blankly at the front, as if she couldn't believe it, and asked Aunt Niu in a trembling tone: "Mother, is my father really happy?" Yes, really..."

Wushuang hurriedly changed her clothes, followed Aunt Niu up the mountain, and went to burn paper money for the original owner's cheap father. The paper money was bought with copper coins collected by the villagers.

On the way back, Wushuang didn't go to Aunt Niu's house, but said: "Ma'am, I won't go to your house today, I'll just go back to my own house, thank you for your care these days, Ma'am."

"This..." Aunt Niu looked at Sibai Landing's empty room without any furniture, not to mention an extra piece of warm cloth, and the half of the roof that was blown off by the wind above her head, and sighed. If this does not ignite the fire, the child will indeed die.

It was warm under the body, covered with a quilt, Wushuang sat up, looked around, the windows were bright and clean, although the house was small and dilapidated, the house was cleaned very clean.

Wushuang rubbed her forehead, she remembered that she had collided with Aunt Niu, and then she was knocked unconscious by Aunt Niu.

It wasn't until Aunt Niu saw the fire still burning in the middle of the house that she realized why the house was so warm.

This is not the thatched house where I woke up, but it is very familiar. It is the appearance of Mrs. Niu's house in the memory of the original owner.

But Wushuang didn't have the nerve to ask for more, because there was little food in winter, and everyone's food was cooked according to the head, so if it wasn't counted as eating, he would starve in the later stage.

Aunt Zhu looked at Wushuang unbearably, sighed, and said, "Shuang girl, let me tell you something, don't be too sad.

But the original owner's father is considered extinct and has no relatives. Only Wushuang's daughter is too young to help him with the funeral, so it's not surprising that he dug a hole and buried him casually.

I don't know what happened to Mrs. Niu, and how to deal with those dead people. Wushuang couldn't sit still and got up, wanting to have a look, but he pushed the door and came in with a big bowl of gnocchi in his hand. Aunt Niu bumped into her.

Wushuang stayed at Aunt Niu's house for two days, drank medicine for two days, and the symptoms of the cold from the cold all improved.

Early in the morning, Aunt Niu brought Wushuang a thick coat and said to Wushuang, "These are brought to you by the village chief. You can go out wearing them, and you won't be afraid of freezing."

No one thought there was anything wrong with letting Wushuang a child live in a house where someone had just died, or worried that Wushuang was afraid.

Wushuang became rich in an instant, a golden light shone in front of her eyes, and all the flying gold stars, her body shook, fell to the ground with a slap, and passed out completely.

There is no other way but to save time and bury the person directly. If you go out to the mountain to help burn a few pieces of paper money, you have done your filial piety. "

Wushuang was a little worried that Aunt Niu would be frightened, so she hurriedly wrapped herself in a reed quilt and rushed over. As a result, she ran out when she heard Aunt Niu let out a high-pitched scream.

Wushuang was pushed back on the bed by Aunt Niu, who lit the charcoal brazier and brought Wushuang a bowl of rice, which was a paste made of vegetables, lumps, coarse noodles, and grains, something that farmers often eat.

In the eyes of Aunt Niu, Wushuang passed out as a poor little girl who lost her family within a day, couldn't bear the blow, and passed out.

Waiting for Aunt Niu to give her instructions for a long time, and then left with anxiety, Wushuang had time to check the situation of the hut.

Aunt Niu's husband Zhu Laosan was fearful of guilt, and always listened to Aunt Niu, and Zhu Laosan followed what Aunt Niu did, so Zhu Bao'er was always pampered like a jewel at home.

Aunt Niu could only helplessly say: "Good boy, don't continue to burn this hay, and come to live at the aunt's house at night, although the aunt's house is not big, it is still possible to squeeze a place for you to sleep.

Wushuang went to look at the thatched hut where he lived, and found that it was full of dry firewood. Although it could not burn for a whole winter, it could still be done for two or three months.

Aunt Niu hastily closed the door to block the cold air, took a few quick steps, patted her thigh and said to Wushuang: "Shuang girl, you burned the hay on the bed and the table.

It's fine if the table is burned, and you burn the hay too. Are you going to freeze to death tonight? "

Following the voice, a thin middle-aged woman rushed in, and pushed open the door. A wave of heat made Aunt Niu stunned. She didn't expect the room to be so warm.

It's broad daylight now, Mrs. Niu and Zhu Laosan should be taking their family members outside to collect firewood. No matter how much firewood there is in winter, it is not enough, so they have to go out every day to look for it.

After speaking, the man was dragged out to be buried, afraid that Wushuang would not be able to think about it, Aunt Niu hurriedly explained: "It's not that we don't care about people, we don't do funerals, so we let people be buried.

Aunt Niu kept telling Wushuang, and Wushuang agreed to them one by one, without any impatience.

Following the sound, Aunt Niu pushed Wushuang back into the house with her shoulders, and sent Wushuang to the brazier, and stirred the charcoal fire in the brazier.

Wushuang swore that she really didn't kill her to faint on purpose. She wanted to pretend to be sad, but when she stood up, she didn't eat for a long time, which caused her to have some hypoglycemia. She became dizzy for a while and then passed out.

One of the strongest thatched huts has been thickened to prevent it from being easily blown over by the wind. Wushuang went in and found that the heat retention has also improved. This should be the place for her to live in, because all the furniture is placed in this hut inside.

The original owner, Cheap Dad, is not very popular, everyone looks down on him, and no one is willing to chip in for him to buy a tombstone.

Wushuang looked at it. Although the cotton jacket had a lot of patches, the cotton inside had been stretched, so it was soft to the touch, and the warmth retention was very good. It was enough to get through this winter.

Aunt Niu went out in a hurry as she was talking, and went straight to the other two huts to find the original owner's father, but Wushuang didn't even speak to stop her from speaking.

Wushuang nodded. In fact, according to the rules, there are still many steps before a person dies until he is buried.

The feet were very cold, and the straw sandals didn't keep warm, but Wushuang had no other shoes to wear, so Wushuang walked out carefully and reached the gate.

Waking up again, Wu Shuang smelled a strong smell of bitter medicine on the tip of her nose, and her mouth was also very bitter. It seems that Aunt Zhu hired a doctor for her, and this favor is really owed.

The cold wind was blowing in from outside, and Wushuang shivered from the cold, and goosebumps all over his body immediately stood up.

Aunt Niu urged Wushuang: "Don't be dazed, put on these clothes quickly, let's kowtow to your father, burn some paper, and it will be considered as your filial piety."

Before Wushuang continued to go outside, Aunt Niu's voice sounded: "It's cold outside, don't come out."

In fact, your father really lost all his money. The village head and I turned your house upside down, but we didn't find a copper coin to bury your father properly.

This little girl is Aunt Niu's daughter, Zhu Baoer, and also Aunt Niu's youngest daughter, and Aunt Niu loves this daughter the most.

Aunt Niu was quite frightened, she didn't notice Wushuang at all, she just wanted to run out, and happened to collide with Wushuang.

The other hut was empty, and there was nothing there. It should be for Wushuang to store sundries, or it was just empty.

Then Wushuang watched Aunt Niu rushing out of the house so quickly that afterimages could be seen, the unlucky Wushuang just had a face-to-face meeting with Aunt Niu.

During the past few days of Wushuang's coma, the three huts have been reinforced and repaired, and the overturned roof of Wushuang's room has been restored.

Zhu Baoer must have been watched by Mrs. Niu staying at home, Wushuang thought so, she got off the ground and put on her straw sandals with difficulty.

Wushuang cleanly slept for a long, long sleep. The quality of this sleep was super good. When she woke up, she felt relaxed all over her body.

Aunt Niu said to Wushuang: "You stay at my house for two days to take care of your health, and when you recover, I will take you to burn some paper for your father, which is considered a filial piety."

Apart from these things, there is nothing else in the house, but the bed is covered with straw mats and a thick pile of hay, which has been smashed and softened. People live in it and it is soft, so it has the effect of keeping warm.

Wushuang knelt on the ground, unable to cry, so she simply turned numb, sad and stupid, and burned the paper money.

Wushuang was already hungry, so she ate the whole bowl of glutinous rice paste that was as big as her face, and then she felt less hungry, but she didn't feel full.

Although she couldn't bear it in her heart, Aunt Niu still said: "Your father, your stepmother, and the children brought by your stepmother all froze to death together, and they were taken out and buried."

Your father, your mother, and several of your brothers and sisters were all frozen to death. Hey, these brothers and sisters are also pitiful. If it weren't for your father's bad gambling, they could survive the winter anyway. "

In fact, there are two lame tables, a few small benches, and a wardrobe, which is the most valuable, but it is also torn on one side, and there are only a few clothes hanging inside, which belong to the original owner's cheap father, stepmother and stepmother's children.

Aunt Niu's family is also very tight, especially Wushuang is still a girl, and it is inconvenient to live at home, so she didn't try to keep her, but sent Wushuang home in person.

Wushuang sat up, still a little dizzy, she wanted to get off the ground, a little girl walked in with two little chirps standing upright, saw Wushuang and immediately ran out, shouting: "Mom, sister Wushuang is awake!"

Wushuang sniffed, looked pitiful, and said to Aunt Niu: "Aunt Niu, I'm cold, I feel so cold that I'm going to die at night, I don't want to freeze to death, I want to be warmer, even if I don't It's freezing."

Charcoal is a rare treasure in the farmhouse, and it is not easy to use it. Obviously, Auntie Niu specially ordered the charcoal brazier for Wushuang.

The original owner's cheap father, stepmother, and several children were buried together at the foot of the mountain, just a few small soil bags, not even a tombstone, because the tombstone also requires money, and the money for the tombstone is not a lot.

Aunt Niu saw that Wushuang had woken up, and hurriedly said: "Shuang girl, you finally woke up, but you are worried about me, because I am afraid that something will happen to you if I knock you over."

Wushuang didn't say the following words, which fully flowed out of the imagination. Sure enough, Aunt Niu looked at Wushuang very closely.

Your father is also unreliable, he won't change his bad gambling habits, he even exported the bedding in the winter, I think he doesn't want to live this winter well, I have to scold him a few times, and kill myself Forget it, what kind of man is he to implicate the child! "

In this day and age, the death rate is high, and there is no house where no one has died. Everyone is used to it, and they don't think it is strange that people have died in the house.

After Wushuang checked inside and out, she found the clothes in the closet. The child's clothes were wrapped layer by layer on her feet by Wushuang, trying to keep warm. Her feet were really cold.

The original owner's cheap father and stepmother's clothes were spread by Wushuang on the haystack and used as a mattress. Then Wushuang lit a handful of firewood and put it into the stove, heating the room very hot. Even if the quilt is not covered, it will not be cold. , before lying down to sleep.

Although this is a bit of a waste of firewood, Wushuang is even more afraid of getting sick.

(End of this chapter)