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When the sun completely set, another two hours passed before he returned to the thatched hut. This usually simple and crude man's eyes were bright and full of spirit. His body was covered with sweat, and he emitted an unpleasant smell.

When he stepped into the house, he saw his wife and children sitting in the kitchen. On the table, there was the potbellied pot that usually served porridge to cheap mothers. There was also a large bowl covered with another big bowl, obviously to keep the food as warm as possible.

He grinned at his wife and children with the simple joy of a peasant.

As the saying goes, wife and children heat up the brick bed, this is many of the people at the bottom of the bottom, a lifetime of pursuit of the pursuit of happiness.

I didn't notice...

The room was filled with a sense of oppression. Even the usually lively and active little Yangyang sat quietly and orderly. His round eyes blinked as he stared at the pots and bowls on the table, but his tiny body didn't move.

In the kitchen, the rich fragrance of dinner unconsciously seduced people.

Especially those who were hungry.

Therefore, the moment Qimu's lucky father stepped into the room, he immediately stretched out his hand towards the table with a tinge of perspiration on his face and said with a smile:

"Child's mother, you don't have to wait for me. After you've cooked it, eat it first. Don't be so hungry! "

Who knew that the gentle and gentle woman who had always taken the initiative to help her husband and children with their food and soup would not return to her husband or accept his help.

However, she just sat there quietly with her hands on her chest and her head slightly bent. There was only a thin candle in the kitchen, which was placed in a corner of the table.

His posture, however, was as elegant and perfect as ever.

Finally, his lucky father realized that something was wrong. He paused for a moment, stretched out his hand on the table, stood up, turned his head and looked at his wife and said:

"Child's mother, what's wrong? What happened? "

His voice was much softer than usual, and his tone was even more delicate. His expression was filled with doubt and concern.

No one answered.

The atmosphere became even more tense. Yangyang also stopped looking at the table that made him drool. He lowered his head and pinched his hands together, playing in silence.

"Dad, I'll tell you."

A crisp and soft voice broke the silence. Qimu stood up lightly and smiled.

Yangyang raised his head and looked at his sister, then lowered his head and continued playing with his fingers. His expression clearly relaxed a little.

"Dad, when I went up the mountain today, I brought back some things. Look, this is Yellow Quail Vegetable, a kind of wild vegetable that our family ate before, right?"

Qimu turned around and walked over to the basket on the corner of the kitchen stove. She placed it in front of her father, opened her mouth and calmly said.

At that time, Qimu was still young, even younger than Yangyang now. The house had no beams, the children's mother carried a basket on her back with Little Qimu in it, her figure was very thin, and she went up the mountain with the women in the village to find something to wrap her stomach with. The thing she brought back the most was this kind of wild vegetables, which tasted very bitter and bitter.

However, because the dish was non-poisonous and extremely bitter, and because there were many dishes on the mountain, the dish was the reason why he'd survived those days.

Thinking of this, this crude man felt a wave of sadness in his heart. What a good daughter-in-law, what a cute daughter! But I followed him and lived that kind of life.

Seeing her cheap father nodding his head, Qimu took out another item — — the big mushrooms, the ones that she had spent a lot of effort to pick.

Before Qimu could say anything, her father's expression changed and he sighed. However, he still remained silent, waiting for his daughter's words.

Seeing this, Qimu felt slightly satisfied in her heart. At least, this cheap dad, even if he was as unable to accept it as his cheap mom, he still planned to listen to what she had to say, didn't he?

Luckily, this wasn't a typical autocratic family from ancient times. Otherwise, she would have been reincarnated as a deity. No matter how capable she was, she wouldn't be able to say anything. There was no need to talk about that. He had to get rid of his hunger and become rich!

"This is a mushroom, also known as the village colloquium," the floor of the house, the growth of small, house-like things. I know, what are my parents thinking? A basement is not something that can be eaten, right? " Qimu enunciated every word with a smile on her face. I've heard that this thing has killed people before. "

At this point, the mother finally raised her head and looked at Qimu with a pair of bloodshot eyes. She seemed to be relieved and then lowered her head, not saying a word.

So, this child knows, the mother thought, relaxing a little. As long as her daughter is not determined to eat it, it's fine.

On the other hand, Ji Yunshu's father was confused. He didn't understand why his daughter brought him home after knowing that it was inedible.

Forget it, since the child has grown up, perhaps it was brought back to play. What kind of scheme is this! Poor Dad thought.

Yangyang sat on the chair, his neck stretched out as he carefully looked at what his sister was holding in her hands. Yangyang sat on the chair, however, his neck stretched out as he carefully looked at what his sister was holding in her hands.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare to …

He was very interested in that room, so he wanted to take one to play with. But his mother wouldn't let him!

His mother did not look too good today, so her tone of voice was rare. It carried a little sternness and a dignified tone, and her face was no longer as beautiful and gentle as before. A pair of red eyes stared at him as she scolded him. She felt wronged and sad …

He had been thinking about what he had done wrong. That was why his mother was unhappy!

He thought for a long time.

In the end, he felt that his mother was unhappy because he was walking too slowly when he returned home in the afternoon! Before his mother took him away, she told him that she was going home to find her elder sister. She said that she was afraid that her elder sister would be scared while she was at home, so they had to leave quickly.

At that time, he very sensibly nodded, and agreed. He also wanted to quickly meet his sister! He did not want his sister to be scared by him alone!

However, his mother left really quickly. He practically jogged along with her the entire time. It was true. He was so tired. That was why he insisted on his mother's hug. It wasn't intentional!

Next time, he must leave a little faster. He couldn't let his mother be angry! The little Yangyang thought.

Looking at the faces of her family members, especially the mother with red eyes, Qimu was confused, but she did not show it on her face.

Now was not the time to dwell on this.

Qimu continued to speak in a calm voice:

"Does father still remember the matter of me taking me to the market in the past? Daddy picked up his own vegetables, chickens and ducks with a carrying pole... Eldest Aunt and I went to the town to sell. I was young and pestered Dad to go with me. Father doted on me and took me with him! "After Father and Eldest Aunt set up the stall, I remembered where it was. After saying goodbye to Father, I turned around and went out to play."

Qimu swallowed her saliva. At the moment, she felt that being a lawyer was not an easy thing to do. A day of speaking was not easy!

She still liked to be a quiet person, such as calculating high numbers, doing research, studying literature and so on …

"That day, I met an old grandpa who was also selling vegetables. There was a house on his stall. I looked at it very elegantly. I also saw a woman wearing good clothes buying a lot! He also said: This thing doesn't look too good. The soup is indeed very good! My lady and young master love to drink it! "

"So, I went to ask the old grandpa. The old grandpa is very nice, so he told me that this is a basement. Rich people love to use it as seasoning and also use it as food! He was still that youngest grandson of his. If he had the ability, he would marry a girl from the capital. Only then would that girl know! As such, his family had been picking these lately. He was too old to do anything else, so he was responsible for selling them. However, many of them refused to sell, refusing to acknowledge his value! "Only those big families who have seen the world know that this house is a good thing."

"Girl, you look pitiful too. Your family background is definitely not that good, so I'll tell you the truth. Look! Those beautiful ones on the mountain are bad for people, they can't be eaten! Go back and tell your master that I will treat it as a good deed and leave your grandson some good fortune, someone who has half his body buried in the ground! "

Qimu's vivid imitation of herself, the tone of an old grandpa she made up.

Only the ones at the front, along with her father and Eldest Aunt, were real. As for the rest, they were all nonsense. Of course, the mushrooms themselves were edible!

It was just that the ancients were superstitious, if they did not find a good reason, even if she was her own daughter, her parents would not believe her. It was more likely that they would take her as an evil spirit and possess her.

Looking at her parents, Qimu nodded her head in understanding and trust. The burden in her heart was lifted a little. It was good that she could listen, that was good …

Qimu continued to speak.

"Even this dark stuff is edible that old grandpa told me about!"

Qimu waved the taro that she could just hold in her hand with a smile on her face.

She felt that she could probably eat the mushroom, sweet potato, and wild vegetable porridge on the table next, along with the cake that her mother had made. The smile on his face could not help but deepen.

Unexpectedly, when his parents saw the taro, their faces turned fierce.

The peaceful atmosphere became a little tense again …

Qimu was on the verge of tears, so what? Let's not let anyone eat!

After so many years of habit, her face was calm and composed as she waited.

Lightly biting his slightly cracked lips, he suppressed the faint dissatisfaction and fatigue in his heart …