The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 382 The Last Experience 21
Chu Mo was sitting in the room sewing clothes, and the weather suddenly turned cold. Except for a single piece of clothing, she never found a thick outer robe.

Fortunately, as a newlywed, her natal family provided two quilts with her. After thinking about it, Chu Mo tore up a quilt, added some thin cotton with a dark gray lining, and made a jacket.

Although the workmanship is not very good, but after all it fits better than the original clothes, Chu Mo looked at the face that was hard to attract attention, and sighed.

But the Sanren of Yingpu have recovered a little in the past two days, so they spend more time looking out of the yard. After a few days, he also knows that they don't have much food. It can't last for a few days.

Although they don't remember the past, Yingpu Sanren still feel that there is something to do, especially the feeling of not getting enough to eat every day is very bad.There is another more important reason, that is, the woman in the room didn't seem to want to think of a way at all, but he didn't dare to ask.

Why not, even Yingpu Sanren can't say it himself, this kind of fear is subconscious, she rescued him from the mountain, just like a rescued cat and dog, for fear of offending the other party.

Perhaps, he planned to carry some wild vegetables back before dark like the villagers who went up the mountain outside, and she might not be so angry.

Yingpu Sanren thought for an hour, and then mustered up the courage, and slowly moved to the door of the inner room.

Only at the door, because Chu Mo did not allow him to enter the house, and he slept at night on the original wooden table in the kitchen, with a thin quilt spread out, and several times he wanted to say, Too hard for an uncomfortable sleep.

"I think I can go into the mountains too..."

Chu Mo had just finished sewing the last sleeve, and when he couldn't lift his tired neck, he heard this sentence from Yingpu Sanren.

Chu Mo raised his head, and just as his eyes fell on Yingpu Sanren, the other party subconsciously took a step back.

"I think, if I want to go into the mountains, I can find something to eat—" Chu Mo has been looking outside the door for the past few days, and he can feel it.

"No—" Chu Mo refused without even thinking about it. She hasn't made a decision yet, whether to go back to her mother's house and continue guarding like this. As long as this Yingpu Sanren recovers her memory, there is no need for her to stay here anymore.

"But……"

Chu Mo's eyes widened, Yingpu Sanren dared not speak.

"Yingpu, you have to know your current identity—" I need to stay here now, not because of you.

I don't know if this old fairy made a mistake, what special meaning does this farm have, or what is the reason for this Yingpu Sanren to appear in the mountains and lose his memory.

I didn't think about it, so Chu Mo couldn't make a decision.

Yingpu Sanren rubbed his hands unconsciously. As soon as he woke up, she called him Yingpu. He didn't know if he called him this, but she said so, and he will call him this from now on.

What is his identity?
Sanren Yingpu looked up hopefully, could it be that she already knew her identity?
"You are now living in a widow's house, and you are a widow whose husband just died. Think about it, once you go out, the whole village will know you, and I will be dragged to Shentan." Chu Mo finished With the last stitch, the clothes were thrown on the bed.

Yingpu Sanren didn't dare to speak anymore, although he didn't know what Shentan was, it was definitely not good, he didn't want to do this, he just wanted to be full, and she was also full.

"Try——" Chu Mo's Qi returned, but Yingpu Sanren is ill, which is even more unfavorable for recovering memory, so she has to endure, and the other party's best to recover memory tomorrow after wearing this shirt. It's only worthy of her hard work all day.

Yingpu Sanren didn't dare to try it, but it was because of him that she had a hard day, which made him a little at a loss, but he didn't dare not try it, so he had to carefully pick up the clothes and put them on his body.

Chu Mo sighed, to be able to sew her into such clothes and still look good, she was really blind for thousands of years, and she didn't realize it.

"How?" the man asked cautiously.

"What do you think?" Chu Mo rolled his eyes, was it for her?

"I think it's pretty good." Yingpu Sanren said quickly, which was a sign of getting angry, "I'm going to light the fire—"

"Dong dong dong—" the courtyard door rang again, Chu Mo looked at the sky, the sun was about to set, so Ying Shangen would not come.

But whoever is standing outside the yard is not Ying Shangen.

"Uncle Ying, it's already getting late, let's talk about something tomorrow—" Chu Mo glanced at Yingpu Sanren who was wearing "new clothes", after all, it was the result of his own labor.

"Chumo, these are the wild vegetables that Mrs. Ying dug back, let me bring you some—"

Chu Mo was taken aback for a moment, it was impossible to have extra food at this time.

"Uncle Ying, I still have some food. I want to go up the mountain with my aunt tomorrow, so don't give it to me—" Chu Mo refused.

"Hey, you don't know, you, Mrs. Ying, were lucky today. I came across a mountain forest that no one had gone into, and I stepped on it a lot—"

Chu Mo hesitated, since Mrs. Ying was at home, Ying Shangen would not mess around.

"It's really unnecessary, thank you, Uncle Ying—" Chu Mo still refused, mainly because of trouble.

"It's okay, it's okay, like this, I'll put it at the entrance of the yard, and you can get it when I leave—" Uncle Ying put down the basket and was about to leave.

Chu Mo waited for a while, and sure enough, there was no sound from outside, and this Uncle Ying had been asking about his health and care these days, which seemed to be wretched, but he didn't do anything after all, and, these days, they were nothing but sweet potatoes.

Chu Mo opened the door and went out, telling the Sanren of Yingpu not to come out, it was already dark outside, and the vegetable basket at the gate of the courtyard could be vaguely seen.

Chu Mo thought that he was overthinking, bent down and was about to lift the basket, when suddenly a black shadow rushed over and hugged Chu Mo.

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Chu Mo immediately knew that his sudden change of outlook just now was completely out of his mind.

"Let go—" Chu Mo yelled loudly, this Ying Shangen was so bold after eating Xiongxin Leopard, and he became so bold in broad daylight.

"Little lady, it's useless for you to shout loudly. Your aunt sent wild vegetables to her mother's house, and let the big tree treat you well—"

Chu Mo only felt disgusted, and drew back his hand towards the black shadow, but was grabbed by the other party.

"Little lady, the lonely family is pitiful. It's hard to live alone, especially this night—"

"Shit, I knew you had no intentions." Chu Mo struggled desperately, but his strength was not as strong as a man's, so Ying Shangen dragged Chu Mo towards the courtyard gate.

"Yingpu, hurry—"

When Chu Mo saw Yingpu Sanren rushing out of the door, he immediately shouted.

Uncle Ying was taken aback for a moment, he didn't realize that there was someone in the room, he panicked for a moment, and the next moment, just as he was about to shout, a stick hit him hard on the head.

With a bang, Uncle Ying's yell got stuck in his throat, and it was already spread to the ground.

Chu Mo panted heavily, and glanced at the black shadow lying on the ground.

It was pretty hard.

(End of this chapter)