Chapter 11
Yunmo twisted the hot handkerchief and was about to wipe his face, but before the handkerchief touched his little face, the little guy stretched out his little hand, snatched the handkerchief away, waved his hand, and said like a little adult: " Mother, why don't you go and see pancakes, I'm five years old, I can wash my face myself."

I really couldn't let go of the pan, for fear that the pancakes would burn, so Yunmo withdrew her hand and let him mess around, "Be careful, scratch your sleeves so they don't get wet." Although it's early summer, it's cold and cool in the morning and evening , Wet sleeves are easy to catch wind and cold.

"I know, don't worry, mother." Yun Xiaotong answered vaguely with a hot handkerchief covering her face.

Seeing his cute and funny appearance, Yunmo smiled, and turned to the back of the stove to flip the pancakes.

The round corn pancakes stuck to the wall of the hot pot, and the pot cakes were simmered out in a short time, and the clouds turned a few times. Looking at the pot cakes, they were fragrant and crisp, making people salivate.

After heating up the corn tortillas and taking them out of the pot, Yunmo poured two more bowls of warm boiled water, and the couple ate two corn tortillas with the boiled water in the bowls.

After a simple breakfast, Yunmo cleaned up the inside and outside of the stove, covered the charcoal fire in the stove with plant ashes, then locked the door with a rusty broken copper lock, carried a bamboo basket, and led Yun Xiaotong go out.

Holding hands, the two women walked along the small path in the village to the direction of the mountain. This mountain is called Wufeng Mountain, so named because of the perennial fog on the mountainside.

Yangque Village is next to Wufeng Mountain, and the whole village is not far from the foot of Wufeng Mountain.

Wufeng Mountain is lush and lush, with mountain streams flowing down from the top of the mountain. Over time, a weir pond has been formed at the low-lying place at the foot of the mountain. This weir pond is called Wufeng Weir by the villagers because it is at the foot of Wufeng Mountain. It does not dry up, and when there is a shortage of water in the hot summer, the gates are opened to irrigate the farmland in the village.

Yun Xiaotong is small and has short legs. Yunmo led him to avoid the pig manure and cow manure on the ground, and slowly stepped on the path. After walking a full cup of tea, the two of them reached Wufeng Mountain. underfoot.

"Tongtong, are you tired? If you are tired, help your mother carry the basket, and your mother will carry you on her back."

At the foot of the mountain, Yunmo looked up along the winding and uneven mountain path. After looking for a while, seeing that the altitude of Wufeng Mountain was indeed high, she squatted down, put her arms around Yun Xiaotong's shoulders, and asked lovingly.

Yun Xiaotong shook his head without hesitation, "I'm not tired, mother, I can walk by myself." Fearing that Yunmo would not believe it, she hurriedly walked towards the mountain road, walked a few steps, turned her head, and said "Mother, look, I have enough to eat, I have enough strength, and I can climb mountains." The little face is full of determination.

The injury on Niangqin's head hasn't healed yet, so I can't let Niangqin get tired, so what's the fear of walking a little.

"Mother, come and chase me quickly."

Seeing him moving his two slender legs quickly, Yun Mo pursed her lips and smiled, and quickly followed him with her basket.

Not long after the two of them entered the mountain, Yun Xiaotong suddenly turned sideways, grabbed Yunmo's sleeve, and said nervously: "Mother, look, what is that?" Not far ahead, that mass of dark things.

Yunmo also saw it.

The black thing was curled up into a ball, lying motionless on the ground, and there were some blood stains on the grass blades nearby. It seemed that it was either injured or dead.

"Tongtong, stand here obediently, don't move around, mother will go and have a look." Yunmo patted Yun Xiaotong on the shoulder lightly.

"En." Yun Xiaotong nodded, staring straight ahead without blinking.

Yunmo carried the basket forward, reached out and pulled a branch from the miscellaneous tree by the side of the road, and then poked the black fur ball on the ground with the miscellaneous branch, only to see that the black fur ball remained motionless, as if it was dead.

"Mother, be careful, watch out for it to bite." Yun Xiaotong stood aside and watched, clenching her little fists in anxiety.

"Don't worry, Tongtong, mother is fine." Yun Mo responded, seeing that the black fur ball on the ground was motionless, she simply dropped the branch in her hand, bent down, and lifted it up.

(End of this chapter)

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