The mulberry life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 1

Nuan Bao rubbed his hands, lowered his head and exhaled hot air into his hands.It was already October, and after Maibusong, the field became barren, and there was not even a single villager on the ridge.That's right, every household in Zhangjia Village must be having dinner at this time.Nuan Bao walked a few steps faster towards the back mountain, if it was dark, it would not be possible.

Walking along the path of the back mountain, there are many shadows and the darkness is unclear.Nuan Bao felt a little guilty in his heart, maybe there really are monsters and ghosts in this world.Immediately thinking of his life experience, he secretly shook his head, he was also a ghost from another world, if there really was one, he didn't know who would be afraid of whom.

Thinking of her life experience, Nuan Bao looked at the woods and became even more disturbed.She was originally from the 21st century. After a car accident, she fell into a coma and brought her to this unheard of Yong Kingdom. When she woke up, she found that she had turned into an eight-year-old farm girl.For the first few days after arriving, she had been lying in bed, unable to understand how such a supernatural event could happen.Even sometimes she couldn't figure out who she was, whether it was Zhang Nuanbao or Liu Jie.

The memories of the two lifetimes are so clear, it is like a dream to experience the lives of the two lifetimes.

"Wow..." It was the wolf howling.Nuan Bao withdrew her thoughts, now the priority is to pick some wild vegetables and go home before dark.It has been three days since the family stopped cooking, and I have been relying on the few sweet potatoes in the corner of the kitchen to fill my stomach these days.

Nuanbao pawed at the grass, and the leaves began to fall when it was cold. The thin layer on the ground was not difficult to walk on, but it covered the growth of wild vegetables.Nuan Bao picks up fallen leaves with wooden branches, and picks wild vegetables whenever he sees them, no matter what kind they are.Anyway, eating hybrid vegetables is better than starving.

The sparse grass was turned over by Nuan Bao.It was already dark, and the moon began to rise high in the sky. The soft moonlight shone on the branches like silvery white frost.Although there is moonlight, the beast will still go down the mountain.Nuan Bao packed up the bamboo baskets and ran home in two or three steps.

When they reached the door of the house, Nuan Bao stopped in her tracks.

Looking at this home, it is truly a thatched cottage.

The fenced yard is as short as the height of an eight-year-old child, and you can fully see the scene inside without entering.The thatched house is very small, with only two rooms and a hall.The kitchen and latrines are outside the yard, and the roof of the kitchen is also covered with thatch, which is so high that it is not easy to blow it to make it catch fire.The latrine is even more crude, with only four straw walls and no roof.

Nuan Bao sighed.Don't complain, after all, this is not your own home.According to memory, Nuan Bao and her six-year-old sister Fu Bao did not live here.Before the age of eight, Nuan Bao had a family with a father and a mother. Although the family of four was not rich, they were not impoverished. They were really happy.Later, a plague broke out and took away nearly half of the village's population, including Nuan Bao's parents.

The two became orphans, and almost starved to death without anyone to take care of them.The current owner of the house, Nuan Bao's uncle came to pick up Nuan Bao and Fu Bao after hearing the news, thus saving their lives.

Nuan Bao's younger uncle is called Zhang De, not Nuan Bao's father's biological brother, but a brother with the same surname who has not taken off his clothes.Therefore, even in the danger of running out of food, Nuan Bao didn't blame his uncle for not taking good care of him.

No matter how you put it, I still have "grass" to cover my head now, right?

Nuan Bao put down the bamboo basket, but her eight-year-old body was still unable to carry the heavy load well.She shook her shoulders, she didn't want to crush her shoulders, it's not good if she isn't tall.

Seeing the dark room, Nuan Bao was a little anxious. Her younger sister Fu Bao must be afraid of the dark because she is so small. "Xiaofu, my sister is back."

Soon I heard a rustling voice, "Sister, Xiao Fu dare not come out by herself. It's so dark." The voice of my younger sister Fu Bao was weak like a kitten, and she was afraid that she would not be able to feed her at any time.

Nuan Bao hurried into the room, and when she went out, she told Fu Bao that she must not leave the room, only good children would eat if they were obedient.

Carrying Xiao Fu out of the yard, and taking a small stool for her to sit on, Nuan Bao began to take out the wild vegetables and wash them.There is only one tank in the house, which is used to hold water.When the uncle is around, he will fill up the water in the tank.If the water runs out and my uncle has not returned from working in the city, then Nuan Bao needs to fetch water from the river.

My uncle usually goes there for three or four days.Because Longqing City is [-] kilometers away from Zhangjia Village, and it takes more than two hours to walk, my uncle can't go home every day.My uncle does odd jobs in the city, so he will go wherever there are important people, and the return date is uncertain.It wasn't a big problem for him to be alone in the past, but now he has to take care of the two children, so he has no choice but to go back every three or four days.

I have to say that Nuan Bao thinks this uncle is very kind.Even if they are poor, they are willing to support their two daughters. Originally, no one cared about the poor marriage, but now there are two more oil bottles, and there is not even a trace of movement.

Nuan Bao found that when she came here, she would think about many things in her head. Unlike in modern times, her head is often empty. Except for her favorite wood carving, she will never think about other things.

Putting the cleaned wild vegetables in a dustpan, Nuanbao walked to the stove, lit a fire with a fire pocket, burned some straw, and put it in the woodpile.

All of this is done very naturally, I am really grateful for the memory of this world.

Cooked the wild vegetables, dug a little salt from a small earthenware pot, and put it in. I didn't dare to use it too much. Salt is very expensive in the north.They took out two large bowls and divided them into two portions. The two sisters sat in the courtyard and finished their dinner under the dim light of the moonlight.

Nuan Bao saw Xiao Fu's head pecking, very cute.She knew that Xiaofu must be sleepy, and children love to be sleepy, so she carried her into the room, surrounded the edge of the bed with pillows, and went out in peace.

It was just dark, Nuan Bao didn't feel sleepy, and she still couldn't sleep with peace of mind.Even those big sweet potatoes were eaten at home, so I really didn't have anything to eat tonight, so I thought of going out to dig wild vegetables.Nuan Bao never had to worry about survival before, her thoughts were all around the wood carving, and she never left her hand.There is a nanny at home to take care of her three meals a day, her parents died early, and she has a large inheritance to spend.

However, Nuan Bao didn't really care too much about enjoyment before, and she didn't know how to spend a lot of money extravagantly. Her life was ordinary, except for studying woodcarving with her master, eating and sleeping.Most of the money is probably spent on wood, but with the wood carvings she donated to the museum, her legacy remains intact.

So, now she is in a bit of a dilemma, how can she support herself and her sister?She remembered that her uncle's family had an acre of land, and during the autumn harvest they sold grain to treat her who was sick at that time.Every time the uncle came back from the city, he would bring a little food. That is to say, if the uncle couldn't find casual workers, then they might starve to death.

Just like now, it has been five days since my little uncle left home, and they will starve immediately if he doesn't come back.

Although Nuan Bao didn't understand the use of too much money, she finally knew now that she couldn't go hungry without money.Tomorrow, she will find a way to support herself and Xiaofu tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)