Sitting at the door, Ning Yue looked at the farmhouse yard. From the left of the entrance, there were three adobe houses, three in the upper left corner, and three in the upper left corner. Turning to the right, there were three in the right place. It was also where Ning Yue sat now. It was called the main house in the countryside, and three in the right. There was a kitchen next to the corner house. Next to the door was a pigpen with wool pit (toilet) and a shed piled with firewood. The wall of the yard was 1.5 meters high with stones, and a very thick wooden door. Near the shed were placed several bamboo baskets, several hoes, and small scimitars of large and small on the windowsill. It seemed that they were used for mowing grass. There were a large pottery jar at the entrance of each three rooms, which was full of water. The stones were paved with stones in the middle of the yard, which was about thirty centimeters wide, and it was cross-shaped, all the way to the doors of each room. At first glance, it looked clean, neat, and poor.

Looking down at the vegetables in my sister-in-law's hand, it is not a vegetable, but wild vegetables. This kind of amaranth is artificially grown in modern times, and it is divided into two types: blood amaranth and white amaranth. The one in my sister-in-law's hand is white amaranth and a little old. I saw my sister carefully removed the yellow leaves, took a knife to remove the roots and put them aside. In this movement, I was careful and like a treasure. Ning Yue pointed to the old root of the amaranth and asked my sister: "Auntie, what is this? Can Yue'er eat?" My sister-in-law: "This Yue'er can't eat it, Yue'er eats batter, this is my sister and your grandmothers." Ning Yue: "Is that delicious?" He looked up at Ning Yue, and the sister-in-law smiled and was full of bitterness.

Shishi: "It's delicious, but my sister is worried that I won't eat it after a while." Ning Yue: "Why!" Maybe it's my heart's depression, maybe it's because I feel that Ning Yue doesn't know anything, my sister Yao Jiayu said in tears: "There is almost no brown rice or millet noodles at home. Your grandfather and your uncle, your father and others go out to find a job every day, but at this time, what kind of work is there? Your mother and the others go to the mountains to chop firewood and sell it, and no one buys it. There is no copper plate at home and there is no food. The weather is almost cold. How can we live this winter? We only starve to death." As he said that, tears flowed down and weeping. The eleven-year-old girl was frowning and worried.

Ning Yue looked up at the sky, feeling distressed. What kind of dynasty is this? Did the court ignore the lives and deaths of the people for two years? These people were not dead, and they were really lucky.

The two who were sad and Autumn were shocked by the knock on the door. The little sister wiped her face and went to open the door. Two people who came in were similar to Grandma Zhong, with their faces full of food and their eyes were still clear. Yao Jiayu quickly called someone: "Aunt Yu, Aunt Zhong, I'll take a seat, I'll pour you water," the aunt with a cloth towel on her head said: "No, Jiayu, I heard Goudan say that Yue'er is sick and comes to see Sui. This is Goudan who picked up two on the mountain and didn't know what it was.

Oh, it looks OK, give Yue'er a supplement to your body," Jiayu: "No, no, no, Aunt Yu, now everyone knows the situation of every household. Take it back and give Goudan some supplements, Yue'er still has it," Aunt Yu: "What's there, I don't know, just an egg, can you just help your brother's life-saving love to our family? Hold it, otherwise, I'll get angry." Yao Jiayu: "No, no, no, Aunt, I really can't take it, my mother will hit me."

The old man next to him came over and hugged Ning Yue, "Oh, it's better for us Xiao Yue'er. Look how well you are. Come on, grandma, hug," Ning Yue sat stiffly in the arms of an old man in his fifties. "Jiayu, take it, you don't feel uneasy if you don't take your aunt, the dogs are older, but Yue'er is so young, you can bear it. The aunt only brought half a bowl of noodles for Yue'er. You can't make us old ladies uneasy!

"Jia Yu: "Auntie, your family is not easy, why is this just right?" Aunt Zhong hugged Ning Yue and put it down. She took the bamboo basket to the kitchen, greeted Aunt Yu and left. Yao Jiayu's little girl was the opponent of the two old men. She could only watch the two old men anxiously walking out. Ning Yue had to say to the two old men: "Grandma, grandma, go, go, go." Jia Yu, who reacted, sent the person out of the yard and walked back dejectedly.

He went to the kitchen with Ning Yue and saw an egg and half a pottery bowl on the kitchen stone slab. The eggs were like duck eggs bigger than eggs. The flour was apricot yellow, with a faint wheat fragrance. There were two iron pots in the kitchen, one big and one small, and the chimney directly came out of the roof from the stove. Behind the stove was a large pottery jar, which was filled with water. There was a wooden cabinet on the wall, and there were three layers. There were several small pots on the top layer, and the middle was a pottery bowl, wooden bowl, and large wooden bowl. At the bottom were some straw-woven pot lids, wooden spoons, etc. After seeing it at first glance, one word, poor. Ning Yue was not as poor as he was in his 1950s and 1960s when he was young. It was really,,,,,,

The two of them were in the kitchen and looked at me for a while. After looking at the sky, their aunt Yao Jiayu said to Ning Yue: "Yueyue, you are sitting here. My aunt is going to cook. Be good!" As she said that, she started to move.
Chapter completed!