The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 381 The Last Experience 20
It took Chu Mo a long time to find out that this "Yingpu Sanren" had really lost his memory. Ink applied all over the wound.

What happened next gave Chu Mo a headache. He had been waiting for Yingpu Sanren, but now that he had arrived, it turned out to be such a situation.

Chu Mo felt that this chess game would be a dead end no matter how it went.

"Also—" When Yingpu Sanren held the bowl carefully, and wanted to get close to Chu Mo, he didn't dare to get close to Chu Mo, let alone look at him. He felt that this woman didn't like him very much since he woke up.

But a bowl of porridge is really not enough for him, he has endured it all morning.

"No more—" Chu Mo replied directly, the pile of sweet potatoes could not last for two days, especially for two people to eat, besides, Chu Mo had a headache as to where to get food, and he had not finished eating the sweet potatoes. Before that, she had to make a decision.

Seeing this, the Sanren of Yingpu didn't dare to speak. He had an intuition that the farther away from Chumo the better, but he didn't dare to stay too far away from Chumo due to the ignorant world outside. Take a pair of eyes soaked in water to look at Chu Mo from time to time.

Chu Mo couldn't be idle anymore, especially the smell of this "Yingpu Sanren", which could be smelled without deliberately approaching. Chu Mo finally dug out a set of old men's clothes, scooped up a pot of water, Prepare to boil to completely solve the source of this strange smell.

"Dong dong dong—" Chu Mo frowned, stood up, and then saw that Ying Shangen was knocking on their courtyard door.

Ying Shangen's family is the only neighbors that Chu Mo knew when he came here. They came here once before during funerals, and Ying Shangen's daughter-in-law is a very diligent person, busy with work, so Chu Mo was a little hesitant.

With this hesitation, Chu Mo thought of another even more extraordinary thing.

Chu Mo's original memories are all there. In such a mountain village, it is a terrible thing to hide a man in the house.

Chu Mo turned around immediately, and then saw Yingpu Sanren sitting at the door of the room, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Chu Mo stepped forward in three steps and two steps, pulled Yingpu Sanren up and walked to the back room.

"You, what are you doing?" Yingpu Sanren Xu Shi was dragged in pain and asked.

"Hush—" Chu Mo immediately glared at him viciously, while looking at the back room, he could see the bottom at a glance, and there was no door, so when Mrs. Ying's man came in, he could see nothing at a glance.

No, I can't hide here, Chu Mo immediately dragged Yingpu Sanren towards the kitchen, he couldn't go to the door, because there was air leaking from three sides of the courtyard door, even if he stood outside, he could still see it.As soon as Chu Mo turned his head, he saw a window on the back wall of the kitchen.

The window at this time is a simple hole, surrounded by straw curtains to block the wind and prevent light from passing through.

Chu Mo gritted his teeth when he saw the size of the hole.

"Quick, climb up—" The window is not big, and it looks like it can be passed through vaguely.

"Where?" It's a pity that this Yingpu Sanren didn't understand the urgency of the moment, and looked at Chumo with a hazy face.

"The window—" Chu Mo roared in a low voice, and he had already pushed the Yingpu Sanren towards the window, pulled down the straw curtain, and pushed the Yingpu Sanren up.

"I think I can't make it through—" Yingpusan said weakly, anxious but not daring to resist.

"How could it be, just—" Seeing that half of his body had already gone out, he got stuck on the buttocks, Chu Mo kicked the stuck buttocks, and finally pushed the person out, and the mud wall fell down There was mud all over the place, Chu Mo immediately covered the grass curtain again.

"Uncle Ying, what's the matter?" Chu Mo opened the door and asked through the courtyard door.

"Oh, your aunt said that she hasn't seen you for the past two days and was worried about you, so let me take a look—" Ying Shangen said, looking at the courtyard from time to time, especially when Chu Mo came out, his eyes lit up .

Such a soft and weak girl, now is the time when she is lonely and helpless, and her natal family has not even asked about it until today.

Also, at this time, if there is one less mouth in the family, there is one less mouth.

But Ying Shangen was different. He grew up in the forest since he was a child, and he often wandered on the edge of food and clothing. Although the drought this year was a bit more serious, they were used to such a life and didn't take it seriously.

But Ying Shangen was different. He grew up in the forest since he was a child, and he often wandered on the edge of food and clothing. Although the drought this year was a bit more serious, they were used to such a life and didn't take it seriously.

What's more, there is a beautiful little widow living next door, Ying Shangen doesn't care about staying at home, no, seeing Mrs. Ying going out to look for food on the mountain, he came to the door quickly and swiftly.

Uncle Ying is not old, it's just that the man in the mountains is tanned and works hard, so he naturally looks older. After careful calculation, Uncle Ying is only in his forties this year.

"Thank you, Uncle Ying." Chu Mo said, after all, Mrs. Ying really cared about her. As for Uncle Ying, Chu Mo didn't know, especially when Uncle Ying's tricks were gazing at her.

"By the way, I saw you went to the mountains two days ago. You are a girl. Don't go up the mountain alone. It's very dangerous. If you want to go, go with your aunt Ying—" Uncle Ying continued .

"Well, thank you, next time I go, I will definitely call Mrs. Ying." Chu Mo responded indiscriminately, not in the mood to continue chatting with Ying Shangen, especially now that it is autumn, and Chu Mo remembers the tattered clothes of Yingpu Sanren. It's even more broken now.

Seeing Chu Mo's expression of not wanting to talk, Uncle Ying knew that the little lady must be shy, but he was not in a hurry, he was close to the water, and had plenty of time to wear it down.

"Okay, then I'll go first—"

……

Chu Mo immediately went to the back of the house, and saw that Yingpu Sanren was still planted in the backyard, leaning against the corner, with a grievance on his face like an abandoned cat or dog.

If Chu Mo hadn't known him a long time ago, he would have been fooled by this innocent face.

Unexpectedly, she was the one who was deceived. She agreed to experience and tell her all the truth.

"Going back to the house—" Chu Mo saw Yingpu Sanren looking over, he was so angry that he met the pitiful and innocent eyes, and endured it again.

Seeing that he didn't hurt his head, maybe after a few days, he might be able to recover.

"Wash it clean—" Chu Mo added some more water, and let Yingpu Sanren wash his head.

Changing into a coarse cloth shirt, he was still a Yingpu Sanren, and even his dingy and patched clothes couldn't stop him from being magnificent.

There were still a lot of scratches and wounds on the face and arms, but it didn't affect the man's appearance as before.

When Chu Mo saw this appearance, he couldn't get angry, and he didn't know how many days it would take for the Sanren of Yingpu to recover his memory.

Because they are running out of food.

In the past two days, Chu Mo has clearly felt that more and more villagers have entered the mountain, bringing back baskets of wild vegetables and leaves. This situation makes Chu Mo feel that the problem is getting more and more serious, and he understands that the most important problem now is to solve the problem. Food and clothing.

(End of this chapter)