C6 First Meal 2

"That is called filial piety! Aiya, forget it, stop it, let's see if the soup is good. Is there salt? "

Shen Qing found that many ideas and the ancients did not make sense.

Not only in ancient times, but even in modern times, there were still many people who were filial.

They adhere to their principles and principles, and anyone who denies them is someone else's fault.

Rock got up and left, returning with a small jar.

"Sister, we only have this little bit of salt, it was sent over by Aunt Lin a few days ago."

Shen Qing took the can. It was a small, almost colorless jar with only a thin layer of salt inside.

He wanted to pour the salt into the pot, but then he thought: Fresh fish doesn't need too much salt to taste good, so he decided to leave some salt. Who knows what will happen tomorrow?

He put some salt in the pot and handed the rest to the stone.

"The soup is almost ready, bring the bowl over."

Rock, who was standing to the side, smelled the fresh fish soup and couldn't stay any longer.

At her sister's order, she turned around and ran back into the house. She brought out two bowls, one with half a bowl of water, the other with half a bowl of black porridge.

So there were only these two bowls in the house.

Shen Qing looked at the half bowl of porridge and said, "Don't keep this anymore. Pour it out."

"It's such a pity. Although it's a little cold, I won't feel that way if I drink fish soup."

Stone was still a little reluctant to part with that little bit of congee. He had left it especially for his sister, and he had never been willing to drink it.

"This soup is more than enough for us to drink. I don't want that, throw it away."

Shen Qing didn't want to look at it any longer and felt that the black porridge would spoil her appetite.

Although Rock was reluctant to part with her, he still listened obediently to his sister's words.

He poured the water from a bowl into the black porridge and shook the bowl. Immediately, the black porridge became even thinner.

Rock walked out of the gate and looked at the porridge in his bowl. He was still reluctant to part with it, but he steeled his heart and poured all of them outside the gate.

Shen Qing took out two pairs of chopsticks from behind the stove. These chopsticks were no better than the sticks on the ground. She really doubted if they were chopsticks.

Let's make do with it for now.

After scooping the soup, Rock squatted on the floor and impatiently drank it first.

"Elder sister, the soup smells so good!" After he finished speaking, he leaned against the side of the bowl and took another sip without caring about the heat.

"Don't always eat the soup. Eat the fish inside. Be careful of the thorns, don't stick them into your mouth."

Shen Qing was also holding a bowl. She initially wanted to imitate Shi Yan and eat while squatting down, but the posture was really awkward.

After looking around and finding no place to sit, he walked over to the woodpile and leaned against it, enjoying the new life, the first meal of the new world.

"I won't eat the fish, just drink the soup. I'll be able to boil the fish again tomorrow."

Rock gently picked at the fish in the bowl with his chopsticks.

He could clearly see that the fish was quite large when it was first cooked. However, there was not much cooked. Other than the head and tail, he and his sister only had two pieces.

Elder sister has just recovered from her illness, so she should eat more to make up for it. She can just drink the soup by herself and leave the meat until tomorrow to satisfy her craving.

"You can eat without worry. Big sister will make you eat meat and soup every day, so that you won't starve again."

Shen Qing suddenly felt a little sad.

A ten year old child should be enjoying a happy and carefree childhood, yet the child in front of him was living such a difficult life.

Since he had become his sister, he might as well let everything change.

When Rock heard this, he was slightly startled, as if he suspected that his sister was lying to him.

"You saw how big sister was fishing just now. It's not that we don't have enough fish soup, we'll only get bored from drinking it."

Shen Qing saw through Stone's thoughts as she consoled him.

That's right, there were plenty of fish in the river. In the future, he could help his sister fish, so how could he worry about not being able to eat fish?

After the stone had thought things through, it picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish and stuffed it into its mouth.

"Careful!" "If I cut my mouth open, I won't be able to eat anything delicious in the future."

Looking at the appearance of the stone, Shen Qing felt both sad and amused. He was hungry to the point where he stopped talking and started to eat the fish on his own.

After filling his stomach, he didn't feel annoyed about anything anymore. Seeing this unfamiliar place, he no longer felt that it was unpleasing to the eye.

The grass hut was extremely cold, and he didn't dare to light a fire inside.

Fortunately, after drinking the warm fish soup, his body was still warm.

If you live in a house like this, you might as well live in a mountain cave, at least for a bit of warmth.

The siblings each lay down on their own grass and tightened their thin quilts.

"Shitou, go on. How did my parents die?"

Shen Qing couldn't sleep for a while now, so she thought about the topic before dinner.

"Father had caught a cold last winter and was unable to fully recover. He dragged his sickly body all the way to a school in a town five kilometers away to give a lecture. This went on for more than four hours. Finally, on a snowy night, he fainted and fell into the snow. Finally, Uncle Wang Yu, who was working in the town, found his father and carried him back. Mother was heartbroken, thinking that it was all because her father's mother refused to cure him of his illness. Grandma said that my mother was unfilial and only knew how to read and write. How could a married wife not know how to do household chores? In the cold winter of 39, she sent her mother to the river to wash the clothes of the entire family, saying that it was to exercise her mother's health and that it was for her own good. Our mother came from the Elementary Scholar family, and our grandfather passed away early. As a weak girl, mother had never experienced such hardships before. When Father was here, seeing Father give him a lot of money every month, Grandmother did not dare to bully him. But when Father left, Grandmother could bully Mother, saying that Mother will take care of the three of us at home for free, letting Mother do all the small jobs at home. In the end, Mother will not be able to take care of her, and Mother will also leave three months later. "

After Rock finished speaking, he no longer made a sound. It was unknown if he was immersed in this powerless hatred, or if he had already fallen asleep.

The chill of late autumn seemed to come especially fast, especially at night. The cold air that permeated the grass hut was so cold that it seeped into one's bones.

This was just the beginning of winter, and in a month or two, he would freeze to death in this wilderness.

As soon as the sky brightened, Shen Qing woke up. It was unknown whether it was because she had slept early and was no longer sleepy, or because she was too cold to sleep.

Shen Qing had the habit of practicing in the morning.

After getting up, he picked up a piece of cloth from the haystack and left the house. He went for a run and washed his face by the river.

He ran along the river and headed east.

Shen Qing found that her house to the north of the mountain, the door is a slope, down the slope is the Qingxi River.

Following the river to the east, they entered the village.

Her house was the westernmost part of the village, or perhaps it should be said that her house was the westernmost part outside the village, because her thatched cottage was already out of the village and she had no neighbors.

The Blue River snaked downwards.

Shen Qing calculated the distance and entered the village about two kilometers away.

As soon as he entered the village, he saw an old man wearing a coat squatting in front of his house, smoking a pipe.

Seeing Shen Qing running over, the old man slowly stood up, knocked the pipe against the back of his shoe and asked:

"Qing, have you recovered? How can it just happen to be burning? What's going on? "