Chapter 8
"Sister comrade, you eat."

Regarding Sanwa's behavior, the woman nodded lightly. The millet was given by the girl. The porridge was cooked, let alone a bowl, even if it was all given.

Gay sister?

What the hell is this called.

Jiang Xue was taken aback, and she quickly waved her hand: "No, I won't eat, you guys eat, I've already eaten."

She was out of the city, just smeared and gnawed on things all the way here.

Roasted duck legs, duck necks, chicken cakes, rice wrapped with seaweed and salmon, and then a big cup of pearl milk tea, how could Jiang Xue wrong herself with a whole space of things in her pocket.

A few minutes before knocking on the door, she felt that her nose was still a little stuffy, so she took two cold medicines.

Let alone eating millet wild vegetable porridge, even water, Jiang Xue couldn't drink it anymore.

"Comrade, eat something. People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. This is the millet you gave, and you should eat it." The woman also helped to persuade. He swallowed his saliva.

This millet is so fragrant!

If you usually stay overnight, you can just ask for hot water to drink. No one has extra food, even if you are a guest, you have to bring your own food, or you have to go after the meal, or before the meal. Walk.

But Jiang Xue is different. She gave the two catties of millet, so there is no such thing as taking advantage of it.

Sanwa handed the bowl closer, and said, "Sister comrade, don't worry, I washed this bowl very clean."

This sister looks fair and her clothes are clean, so she must be very particular about hygiene.

Jiang Xue shook her head again: "No, no, I've eaten it, aunt, you're welcome, just eat it, I'll warm it up."

Sanwa wanted to persuade her again, but it was obvious that Jiang Xue resisted, and even moved the stool and took two steps to the side, so he had no choice but to give up.

Turning around, Sanwa held the bowl of thick millet wild vegetable porridge to the woman, and then she took another bowl of millet wild vegetable porridge with a cracked pottery bowl.

The second bowl was full of water and little porridge. The woman wanted to exchange it with Sanwa, but he refused, and said with a smile that he was just thirsty and wanted to drink more water.

The two of them held the pottery bowl, their stomachs growled, but they didn't gobble it up immediately, but moved their faces closer to the bowl, smelling the fragrance of millet.

Excited, he used chopsticks of different sizes that were obviously cut by himself from bamboo to gently poke the millet wild vegetable porridge in the bowl, swallowed several times, and then moved his mouth closer to eat.

The woman opened her mouth, but when she thought of something, she turned to look at Jiang Xue again, her eyes were red, and she thanked her with sobs: "Comrade, thank you, thank you Xiaomi."

She is willing to let her die now after eating a full mouthful.

Sanwa also kept thanking her with red eyes: "Thank you comrade sister~"

"Ah, oh, no, no." Jiang Xue waved her hands repeatedly.

She suddenly felt a little sour in her heart, although she had never left her hungry in the orphanage before.

Jiang Xue's heart tightened again. There is such a shortage of supplies here, it seems that it is even more difficult to get a household registration. After all, one more household registration means one more grain.

I have to keep the things in the space well, so that the wealth will not be exposed.

In the end, there was still some left in the pot, and the grandparent and grandson finished sharing it. Sanwa washed the small aluminum pot, poured some water into it, and added firewood to cook some water, otherwise it would be a waste to dry firewood.

Only then did Jiang Xue see that there seemed to be half a bundle of firewood in the house, and it seemed that the little boy picked it up after he came back from the city.

She looked at the corn stalks under the bed again, and found that a few were missing, so she gnawed the corn stalks and worked hard to pick up the firewood? !

It was still early in the meeting, and it would be embarrassing to just sit and not talk, and besides, Jiang Xue wanted to find out more information, so she chatted with the woman.

After eating the millet and wild vegetable porridge, her stomach was no longer empty. The woman's spirit was better, her face was full of satisfaction, and she was grateful for the millet given by Jiang Xue. When Jiang Xue asked, the woman poured beans out of a bamboo tube, Said everything.

Only then did Jiang Xue know that the woman's husband's family name was Jiang, and Sanwa was the son of the woman's eldest son. His name was Jiang Dabao, and his nickname was Sanwa.

Jiang Xue is not a good social person, but he has worked so many jobs and done so many jobs, and he has some skills in talking nonsense when he sees people.

After exchanging pleasantries, she even found out that Aunt Jiang had a little tabby cat before she got married.

Speaking of which, Aunt Jiang is only 42 years old, and Jiang Dabao is nine years old this year, and they are getting married early in this year, not to mention that Aunt Jiang was married more than [-] years ago.

Looking at Mrs. Jiang's withered yellow and half white hair, and remembering that most of the people I saw in the city in the afternoon had sallow complexions and emaciated figures, they looked malnourished. Jiang Xue couldn't help hugging the shoulder bag in front of her. bag.

Fortunately, although she is a black household here, she won't be hungry if she has space.

Soon it was time to go to bed, Aunt Jiang insisted on letting Jiang Xue sleep on the bed, she and Jiang Dabao made the floor, but Jiang Xue refused.

There was only a torn quilt on the bed in the room, and thin gray cotton wadding could be seen through the opening, and there was no extra quilt to lay on the floor.

"I brought my own bedding." With that said, Jiang Xue unzipped the shoulder bag, took out a moisture-proof mat from inside, and spread it on the only open space in the house, near the wall near the door.

Then he took out the buckwheat pillow he had used last night, and finally took out the blanket.

"Ms. Jiang, you can sleep peacefully. I'm young, so I can sleep here." Fortunately, she was already prepared.

The grandfather and grandson saw that Jiang Xue insisted, so they didn't say anything.

Although Jiang Xue was laying the floor, the mattress and quilt that couldn't see the material were very good, and seeing that the bed he was sleeping on was a tattered quilt, the two of them couldn't force the bed out.

As the fire on the stove was slowly extinguished, the house fell into silence.

It has been a long time since I had such a meal. Jiang Dabao was tired all day, and fell asleep shortly after lying in bed. Aunt Jiang was already sick, plus she was hungry and malnourished for a long time, and she didn't have much energy. go to sleep.

Only Jiang Xue was still listening to the cold wind blowing slowly outside the house with her eyes open, looking at the night sky outside from the holed roof.

It would be a lie to say that she was not sleepy, but Jiang Xue couldn't sleep either.

Although she knew that she had crossed over, there were no zombies here, and she didn't have to act like a frightened bird, but she still couldn't settle down quickly.

Feeling uneasy, Jiang Xue wanted to eat something, but thinking of Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Dabao on the bed not far away, Jiang Xue still endured it.

I don't know when, Jiang Xue fell asleep in a daze, but when she heard something, she woke up quickly.

Just after dawn, Jiang Xue opened her eyes to look, then closed her eyes and continued to lie down and pretend to sleep.

(End of this chapter)

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