I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Na Binguo turned her head to look at the hand stretched out in front of her, every finger bone was clear and white, on the palm lay a bun the size of half a palm.

"Thank you sister."

She has been hungry for nearly a day, and her stomach is screaming with hunger, and she wants to dig out a basket of ore for some time.

Grabbing the Wowotou, he opened his mouth and took a bite. The mouth was dry and cold, like biting dry bark and sandy soil, which was so rough that it stabbed the throat and was difficult to swallow.

His complexion suddenly became ugly, and Na Binguo hurriedly spat out all the hard scum in his mouth with two "Bah Bah".

She stuffed the bun back into Zhang Zheng's still hand, shook her head and said, "Don't eat it, this stuff is too unpalatable."

As expected, Zhang Zheng did not take back the buns immediately, but still spread his hands, and kindly reminded: "This is the only food in the kitchen. If you are not used to eating it, I am afraid that life will not be easy in the future."

Na Kuo still shook her head again and again, and glanced at the stiff Wowotou in extreme refusal, "No, I'm not hungry, sister, you can eat."

"Ok."

Seeing that she couldn't be persuaded, Zhang Zheng took back the Wowotou and ate the rest of the Wowotou in a few mouthfuls.

She also doesn't dislike the bite marks left by Naguo on it. After all, she was begging when she was a child, and she was so hungry when she couldn't afford food. Even the garbage snatched from the dog's mouth is a treasure.

As long as it is edible, for her, there is no need to classify it.

In the middle of the night, the will-o'-the-wisps floated leisurely in mid-air, and the coolness soaked through the thin clothes, so that Na Huguo, who was empty in his stomach, felt a burning pain in his stomach, which became more and more severe.

Lifting his head slightly from the ground, he glanced at Zhang Zheng who was sleeping beside him in a slumbering posture like lying on a pine tree, with his hands folded on his abdomen.

She pursed her mouth and lay down on her side again, curling up, trying to relieve the abdominal pain.

Even after cleaning, the ground is still uneven, but there are a few broken stones missing, and it is still painful to the flesh.

Cold tears soaked from the end of her eyes and soaked into the dry soil and sand. She wanted to go home, she wanted A Niang.

Three mournful gongs sounded, Zhang Zheng woke up from the meditation, and saw Na Kuo sitting beside her in a daze, staring at her.

Seeing her waking up, Na Huo turned around as if nothing had happened, and held the wooden handle of the stone chisel in the hand that had worn out the blood blisters. Every time she knocked, it seemed that countless thorns were stuck on the blood blisters.

Zhang Zheng noticed the slightly deeper marks on the small beach on the ground, as if soaked by water.

She seemed to realize something, but she didn't take the initiative to talk to Na Buguo, but turned to the thin woman on the other side, and said, "Do you want to go together today? It's too boring to be alone."

The woman was taken aback, paused for a moment while holding the stone chisel, then shook her head and refused, "No, tomorrow."

She knew that Zhang Zheng was fast at mining, and would go to the kitchen almost every day, but she couldn't. She usually took two or three days to dig a basket of ore.

Even the tomorrow she promised can be regarded as being brave, there is not much time left for her, and she has to hurry up and speed up.

"Actually, two cornbreads a day are not enough for me. I'm hungry. Do you think it's okay? I'll help you dig more ore every day. We go to the kitchen together, and you share the two cornbreads you got with me." How about half as a thank you?"

The woman fell silent, eating two corn buns every two or three days, or eating one and a half corn buns a day, comparing the two, as long as she is not a fool, she will choose the latter.

She is no exception, it's nothing more than being busy for one bite, but this is a gift given to her by others.

The woman suddenly raised her head, and for the first time there was a hint of gratitude in her normally numb eyes.

"Thank you."

Zhang Zheng smiled indifferently, then grabbed the stone chisel and started today's heavy mining task.

At solstice you, the sun is slanting to the west, and the gray mine air blocks most of the bright sunlight.

Zhang Zheng and the emaciated woman went to the incinerator room with the heavy ore in the basket on their backs, and rushed back with the empty basket on their backs.

During this trip, Zhang Zheng and the thin woman exchanged names. The woman has a pleasant and free name.

"Father and mother didn't give me a name. I chose one for myself. I heard it from Mingwa in the same town as me. He is a priest's trainee disciple and knows all the characters. Listen to the wind, he said he learned the wind art It is the most free form of witchcraft, he said that with this name, I can live as I want."

"Does it sound good?" The woman was so thin that her cheeks were sunken, and her black and white eyes appeared surprisingly large, like a little beast eager for approval looking at its most trusted elder.

Zhang Zheng nodded and said with a slight smile, "It's nice to hear, with a bit of grandeur, the wind is as fast as the wind, unrestrained like the wind, free to come and go. The name Tingfeng sounds very nice."

It was the first time that Zhang Zheng saw a smile on Tingfeng's thin face, even if it was as light as the ethereal wind, it was fleeting.

"Sister..."

The purposefully lowered voice pulled Zhang Zheng out of his memory, followed the voice, and Na Buguo was looking at her with dodgy eyes.

"Sister, I'm hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

After saying that, she lowered her head, as if extremely embarrassed.

Handing a cornbread to her lowered gaze, Zhang Zheng said: "The water is in the bowl, and the bowl can't be brought back. The cornbread is dry and hard. You should try to eat some, so you can sleep better at night."

"Hmm—" Na Kuo draws a long ending, with a little grievance in her voice, she took the corn bread and stuffed it into her mouth like a gulp.

While stuffing the buns like chewing wax, he was full of thoughts.

It turned out that she didn't sleep well last night, and she saw it all. Could it be that she specially left this bun for her this time?
After a while, the cold and hard steamed buns were eaten, and I felt a bit more comfortable with some food in my stomach, without the burning pain of rolling and stirring.

Na Guoguo tilted her head slightly, approached Zhang Zheng, and asked curiously: "Sister, why did you help the sister next to you?"

Why help her?Zhang Zheng really couldn't answer, maybe it was a whim, or maybe he felt that it was a good deed to make people full with little effort.

In this way, Zhang Zheng replied: "It's not considered a favor. I'll dig her some more ore, and she will give me half a piece of corn bread, and that will be my reward."

After hearing this, Na Kuo was unusually silent. She remembered the steamed bun that she ate just now, and murmured in embarrassment, "I don't have any reward to give to Sister."

Zhang Zheng focused on tapping the earth and rocks on the edge of the ore, without turning his head, he said: "Since you call me sister, I'll just give you a cornbread, so that's nothing."

Before finishing speaking, Zhang Zheng paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If you really want to get paid, if you can leave here in the future, if you can, help this sister next to me and let her leave here."

Naguo Shuiling's eyes trembled, "Sister, do you know that I can leave here?"

Regarding this, Zhang Zheng didn't intend to hide it. Na Binguo's performance was too out of place here, and brought such an obvious abnormality, as long as a careful person could find the clue.

Instead of waiting for Na Binguo to doubt her overtly and secretly in the future, and to be inferior, it is better to admit it now.

"Since you came here, Foreman Liu, who loves to beat people, has stopped wandering here. If you pay a little attention, you can find any abnormalities here."

As soon as these words came out, Na Binguo was silent for a moment, and then she seemed to open the sealed dumping box, and started talking about her own situation.

Why is she here?
Why didn't Foreman Liu dare to embarrass her?