Farm Widow: Pick up a husband to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 13 Looking for Brother Zhang Zhuzi

"Uncle Jing Yuan, dinner is ready"

Two crisp voices sounded, and he put down the work he was thinking about.

Zhang Xiaolan served them bowls of sweet potato porridge one by one, before squatting down and drinking them in satisfaction.

"In the afternoon, we can move in"

"really?"

It’s hard to hide the excitement at this moment, don’t you just look forward to having a new home, living in this cave has never had a sense of belonging~
Seeing the excited look of the woman in front of him, Jing Yuan couldn't help but feel that the busy work these days was worth it. It turns out that a small bamboo house can make her happy like this.I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that the women in the palace used to show such joyful expressions only when they saw gold, silver and jewelry.

Before the sun sets in the afternoon~
Staring at the layout of the small bamboo house, Zhang Xiaolan couldn't help but be satisfied with Jing Yuan's craftsmanship, and she was even more satisfied with how he connected the wasteland to the small courtyard.

It would be great if the bamboo fence around the courtyard could be replaced with mud~
After some thoughts, I feel that I am not in a hurry~
She moved all the food in the cave to the small bamboo hut, and Hu Zi diligently drove the two chicks to the yard. Even the pheasant that had been tied to the rope seemed to be domesticated, and it would not come back when it came out. run away.

The more I look forward to these days, the more flustered my heart is~
In her mind, there must be a lost younger brother. On the first day of waking up, the younger brother was separated from their family in order to drive away the gang of refugees.

It's hard to say, the original owner was ugly, dumb, sometimes stupid and unconscious, her parents passed away since she was a child, and she and her younger brother are the only ones left in the family, and she hasn't seen her younger brother looking for her for a month , I can't help worrying in my heart.

Zhang Qincai insisted on following her down the mountain to find her uncle.

At this time, it was difficult, after all, under the mountain...

"It's okay, I'll go together." Jing Yuan saw her thoughts, since he moved into the small bamboo house last night, he heard the conversation between the mother and three clearly from the next door.

These days, he worked with Huzi to repair the house, but he knew the details of the third mother. He let go of his previous guard, knowing that it was not so easy to go down the mountain to find his brother.

After all, there is still a difference between the mountains and the mountains.

Although he didn't understand why there was no refugee on this mountain, it was still safe.

The four of them packed a few pancakes early, locked the door and hurried down the mountain.

Zhang Qincai held his younger brother's little hand, looked at the Qingshan Village in front of him, and couldn't help but feel moved. It was not so dilapidated before a little over a month ago, and now there are withered spider webs everywhere.

Jing Yuan looked at the surrounding scene calmly. If he remembered correctly, it had just rained heavily for two days a few days ago, and almost all the mud-brick houses in this village were blown down by the flood.

It's really because the house leaked and it rained all night, even if there was a famine, there was a flood.

Zhang Xiaolan also saw several houses that were destroyed by the flood, and couldn't help but sigh, fortunately they lived on the mountain, if they took refuge at the foot of the mountain, they would surely die.

"Sister, look there." Huzi couldn't help but let go of Zhang Qincai's hand, and excitedly stepped forward to look at his uncle who had fainted under the locust tree.

Zhang Xiaolan's heart thumped, ever since she could predict some things that were about to happen, they were all about eating, but why was it the original owner's younger brother this time?
And at night, she suddenly had a secret space, which was full of strange things, and there were even a lot of life-saving medicines and equipment, so she didn't have time to think, so she quickly looked at the original owner's brother.

The original owner's younger brother, Zhang Zhuzi, who was curled up into a ball, was as thin as a monkey, and the wounds on his body were really eye-catching, and he was already in a daze, so Jing Yuan didn't dare to delay and quickly carried him back.

(End of this chapter)