Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 15, A rare breakfast (please invest, please pursue reading)

After coming out, it was still dark outside. There was no time, and he didn't know what time it was.

It’s best to catch the first bus at around six o’clock at the earliest. If you can’t catch it, you’ll have to wait.

The bus runs every two hours, and it’s too cold in this winter.

Went outside in the heat.

Wang Qingsong was no longer as scared as before.

The wages of avarice is death.

Not to mention humans.

In order to survive, no matter what happens if you encounter a ghost, as long as you don't kill yourself.

After arriving at the place, he looked around.

Then he quietly slipped into the large courtyard of the 'Haunted House'.

When I came to the corner, I used the faint light reflected by the snow to pull the snow away again.

The hot breath exhaled from his mouth instantly turned into mist.

After peeling it open, he took out the noodles.

Just peel off the outer skin, carefully put the noodles into Xiaozao's schoolbag, and stack them neatly.

I didn't get rid of them all, only two handfuls. After all, my sister and I still need to eat food, so we can't consume all these things.

He took out the eggs and carefully put them into his schoolbag.

After doing it, I stuffed the salt and the Totole chicken essence into the snowdrift.

After burying it, he quietly changed places.

In the cold wind, put the wrapping paper of the noodles together and take out the match.

In the biting cold wind, I struck the match vigorously.

There were not many matches left, and the match skin was already soft. It took several strokes to light the fire.

Carefully guarding the faint flame from the match, he burned all the wrapping paper wrapping the noodles.

Don't let anyone know about this.

Not even my own sister.

This thing is so weird.

The weak fire brought him a little bit of warmth in this cold weather.

After everything was burned and turned into ashes, he grabbed the snow next to him and buried the ashes.

He stood up, glanced at the dark and spooky 'haunted house', and then turned around and walked out of the compound towards Widow Feng's house.

"Brother Qingsong, what is this?"

Seeing Wang Qingsong carefully placing things on the table in the main room, Xiao Zao became curious for a while.

"This is what my brother gave me."

Wang Qingsong explained casually without saying anything.

Hearing this, Xiao Zao let out a soft sigh and stopped asking any more questions. It was obvious that he didn't want to say anything.

Looking at the pot, she smiled and said: "The meal is ready. You can set off after you finish your meal. Slow down on the road. I will take you to the main road in a moment."

While talking, he started to serve rice, four small bowls filled with bowls of paste.

But there are more and less, 3 bowls more and 1 bowl less.

"I'll give it to mother. You can eat it while I go get the wheat."

Xiao Zao placed the two extra bowls on the table and carried the last extra bowl into the back room. The two extra bowls on the table contained two eggs.

Wang Qingsong looked at the rice bowls on the table and refused to be polite, insisting on dividing them into equal parts.

One of the two eggs exploded.

He peeled the rotten egg, put it in a bowl, and brought another whole egg into the house.

"Auntie, you two can eat this."

Place the eggs directly into Widow Feng’s bowl.

At this time, the little sister had woken up.

He placed the rice bowl with eggs on the edge of the kang: "Wheat, eat it. After eating, let's go to the hospital in the city."

"egg!"

Wheat was still in a daze at first, but when he saw the eggs, his eyes lit up and he was about to carry the rice bowl.

Wang Qingsong smiled when he saw this: "Slow down, don't burn it."

Widow Feng next to her looked at the eggs in the bowl and said calmly: "Qingsong, I can't eat these eggs, you can eat them."

She already knew just now that Qingsong put a lot of steamed bun noodles in the rice.

This is beyond ordinary living conditions.

Eggs are so precious, but she still wants to save face.

Wang Qingsong smiled comfortingly and said: "Auntie, just eat. What if your body can't even survive the hospital? Are you thinking about everyone?"

Hearing this, Widow Feng hesitated.

He broke the egg in half and handed it to his daughter: "Eat it. If the chickens at home lay eggs in a few days, you can return it to Qingsong."

Xiao Zao nodded, took the eggs from her mother and put them into her bowl.

Tasted it bit by bit. Carefully.

Wang Qingsong heard this and said, "Auntie, you don't have to be so polite."

But what responded to him was the sound of slurping porridge.

Seeing this scene, he said nothing more.

Go back and get some water to drink.

He came back with a bowl of rice and ate quietly.

Xiaomai looked at his brother's bowl and saw that there was only paste in his bowl. He looked at his half-eaten eggs. After hesitating for a while, he handed the eggs to him.

"Brother, you go ahead and eat. I've eaten half of it."

Wang Qingsong smiled and took it back: "Okay, you can eat it. I don't want to eat it. I can eat it next time."

She was in a state of ignorance, so when she heard that her brother didn't want to eat, she believed it.

I happily ate the remaining half of the egg.

After finishing the meal, I felt warm all over my body, unlike before when I felt cold to the bone.

But this is just in the house, and it will definitely still feel uncomfortable if I go out for a while.

After eating, the two people on the bed began to get dressed and get ready to go.

Xiao Zao took out some corn kernels and corn cobs.

Wang Qingsong took a look and knew that they were ground together into powder for cooking. He had become accustomed to it in the past few years.

It doesn't feel weird.

I guess I have no food at home and am preparing to grind it into powder.

Several people got dressed, put on old hats, scarves and gloves. The three of them opened the door, carried their things and set off towards the village.

Xiao Zao was left with a look of expectation.

"Auntie, are you okay?"

Wang Qingsong was a little worried as he walked on the road holding Xiao Zao and looking at the panting Widow Feng.

Widow Feng shook her head: "It's okay, it's just the way to go, I usually don't even blink."

When Wang Qingsong heard this, he felt helpless for a while.

That's normal.

Can it be the same now?

But he has no choice now. He has no labor to help, so he can only walk over slowly.

"Who?"

As soon as I reached the end of the village, I heard someone suddenly shouting in the grass.

Wang Qingsong naturally knows who it is!

"Uncle Qiming. It's me, Qingsong."

The other party was Zhao Qiming, the village militiaman. To prevent someone from sneaking out and discrediting the commune, he had to prove it.

I saw two people coming out of it carrying a Hanyang pole and flashlights in their hands.

Squinting his eyes, he glanced over them.

"Oh, Qingsong, Sister-in-law Feng! What are you doing?"

Wang Qingsong covered his face and said with a smile: "Uncle Qiming, don't shine that lamp on my face! We are going to the city to see a doctor."

Zhao Qiming smiled and lowered the flashlight.

Without a flashlight, a few people could hardly see anyone. Due to lack of nutrition, they could hardly see at night.

"Has the certificate been issued? As you know, the commune has regulations, and we can't do anything about it!"

"Yes! The certificate Third Grandpa issued to us today is here!"

Wang Qingsong smiled and took out the certificate and handed it to him.

Zhao Qiming took the thing and looked at it. He didn't know a few words, but he could still understand the certificate inside. There was also a seal stamped by his third uncle on it!
  It shouldn't be wrong.

No one should dare to fool around with this matter. If they are caught when they go out, they have to call the brigade to go to the city to pick them up.

Then he returned the things to him: "Okay, let's go!"

Wang Qingsong took the things and smiled: "Okay, you are busy, we have to rush to take the car to the city!"

Say hello and walk towards the road.

There is a main road in the commune two miles away from the village, leading to each village.

The journey that was supposed to take fifteen minutes ended up taking forty minutes.

When they came to the intersection, Wang Qingsong looked at the half way and said, "Aunt, take a break and take your time. If it doesn't work, we'll catch the next bus and wait a little longer."

At this time, Mai also climbed down from his back.

Widow Feng was panting heavily, sweat dripping from her forehead, and shook her head: "It's okay, we'll be there in one breath, isn't it only two miles away?"

Having said that, it’s time to move on.

"der~~"

Suddenly there was a sound of donkey cart driving not far away.

(End of this chapter)