Chapter 5 Wild Vegetable and Egg Soup...

In an instant, Miya's thoughts were in complete disarray, and she didn't know how to explain it.

She subconsciously lowered her head, habitually building a wall around her mind to isolate herself from the outside world, attempting to pretend to be deaf and dumb and get away with it.

When he looked down, he caught a glimpse of wild vegetables and eggs by the puddle, and remembering his bountiful harvest, his dull eyes instantly lit up.

Miya excitedly pointed to her feet, "Third Brother, look! I didn't just wander off. I found some wild vegetables and wild eggs. We can give the people who helped repair the house a bowl of hot soup later."

Upon hearing this, Ren Qingsong followed the direction Miya was pointing and saw a ceramic jar filled to the brim with wild vegetables, along with wild eggs.

In Miya's imagination, Ren Qingsong would be so happy upon seeing the harvest that he would forget what had just happened, and might even offer praise.

In the past, when she worked at home, as long as she had something to show for it, her family wouldn't care how she got it, where she went, or what she did.

But this time, things didn't go as she expected.

When Ren Qingsong heard that Miya had gone into the mountains to pick wild vegetables, his anger intensified.

He quickly walked to Miya's side and carefully examined her from head to toe to make sure she had no wounds.

She spoke again, her voice stern and serious, "Miya cannot go up the mountain alone, especially not an unfamiliar one! There are elephants, black bears, and leopards on this mountain. If you encounter them, you won't even have a chance to escape, let alone the various snakes that are impossible to guard against."

Upon hearing the word "snake," Miya's body trembled involuntarily, and her gaze swept back to the spot she had just passed.

Seeing Miya's frightened expression, Ren Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that she knows fear; what's worse is not knowing what fear is.

But to prevent such incidents from happening again, he gave Miya a stern warning, “From now on, you can’t go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables alone; you’re not allowed to disappear secretly, you must tell others where you’re going; if you want to do anything, you have to ask me first.”

Amidst a series of warnings, Miya vaguely sensed a signal to let them go.

She quickly opened her eyes, glanced at the person opposite her, then immediately looked away, nodding repeatedly, and replied, "I understand."

At this moment, Miya looked exceptionally well-behaved and obedient, so Ren Qingsong stopped scolding her and bent down to pick up the earthenware pot containing wild vegetables and water, saying, "Let's go back and cook."

After saying that, he turned around and walked back. Miya picked up the wild eggs next to her and followed him.

The two returned to their assigned house one after the other. The yard, which had been overgrown with weeds, was now spotless, revealing its original appearance.

The dilapidated house was mostly demolished, leaving only a few broken walls and some tiles that could still be used.

When Lin Jun saw Ren Qingsong and Miya return, he immediately stopped what he was doing.

"Qingsong, we found a girl! Come and take a look. We found quite a few usable tiles on the roof. Are you planning to cover the house with tiles, or like everyone else, with thatch or bark?"

"Put the roof tiles aside and save them for later. Just use tree bark for the house, like everyone else."

The troop's location was remote and resource-scarce, making finding roof tiles a hassle. Moreover, the other families in the compound lived in thatched huts and made of tree bark, and Ren Qingsong didn't want to attract too much attention.

Upon hearing Ren Qingsong's answer, Lin Jun gave Wen Xianfeng a look.

Wen Xianfeng stared wide-eyed in confusion, scratching the back of his head as he asked, "Instructor, what are you trying to say?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jun took a deep breath, blinked hard, and quickly opened his eyes, thinking: He really couldn't expect a brute like Wen Xianfeng to have any brains.

"Go to the logistics department and ask if there's any leftover tree bark, thatch, or planks. If so, bring them back, otherwise Miya will have nowhere to stay tonight."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away!"

Wen Xianfeng nodded vigorously in sudden realization and took off running down the mountain.

Before he could even run out of the yard, Lin Jun's voice, like a tightening spell, rang out again, startling Wen Xianfeng so much that he almost tripped and fell flat on his face.

"Call on others to help. What if there are materials? Can you carry them all by yourself?"

This time, Wen Xianfeng only started walking again after confirming that the instructor had no further instructions.

As Miya watched Wen Xianfeng and his group walk away, she was so shocked that she didn't know who to tell.

She closed her mouth slowly, her gaze blank, and remained lost in thought for a long time.

Ren Qingsong glanced at the chipped earthenware jar in his arms, then at his busy comrade-in-arms. "Miya, what are you going to do with this jar of wild vegetable soup?"

The sound woke Miya, who raised the wild egg in her hand and said earnestly:

"I'll make a wild vegetable and egg soup to warm everyone up. Third Brother, do you have a flint?"

"No, but someone has matches."

With that, Ren Qingsong placed the pottery jar on the flat ground and walked towards Lin Jun's direction, saying, "Can I borrow a light?"

"Don't you not smoke?" Lin Jun asked suspiciously, but his hand had already skillfully taken out matches from his pocket, and he was about to offer him a cigarette as well.

Ren Qingsong raised his hand to block the smoke, took the matchbox, and said in a seemingly calm tone, "My sister wanted to help you cook a bowl of hot soup."

But Lin Jun, who knew him well, could easily see that beneath that calm expression lay a smug glint in his eyes, which infuriated him. He suddenly reached out, trying to snatch his matches back.

"Is it you? You're so smug? Or do girls know how to be considerate?"

Lin Jun raised his foot and kicked directly at the other side, wanting to teach Ren Qingsong a lesson.

The two were comrades-in-arms who had worked together for many years. Ren Qingsong could tell what his friend was going to do just by looking at his eyes. He took a step back and instantly dodged the attack.

Then he quickly turned around and jogged towards Miya, handing her the matches in his hand.

"It's more convenient to start a fire directly with a match."

Miya took the small wooden box and examined it from all angles, vaguely recalling how to use it.

Seeing that there was nothing he could help with, Ren Qingsong prepared to continue tidying up the house.

Miya's timid voice rang in her ears, "Third...Third Brother, I suddenly remembered, there's no salt."

Ren Qingsong stopped in his tracks and turned around to try to persuade Miya not to cook a thank-you meal yet, but to finish building the house first.

But when faced with Miya's serious little face full of responsibility, the words in his mouth were immediately blocked.

In an instant, the information he had seen in the logistics department flashed through his mind. He raised his hand, pointed down the mountain, and asked Miya:

"Do you still remember your sister-in-law who lent you her clothes?"

"Mmm-hmm!" Miya nodded earnestly.

Commander Zhou's wife was arguably the best person Da Ya encountered after being possessed. Not only did she help her find the army's pick-up team from the train, but she also gave her own clothes when she saw that Da Ya was dressed in thin clothes. She was an incredibly kind person.

"The courtyard assigned to Commander Zhou's family is at the foot of the mountain. You can go to his wife's house to borrow some salt."

Upon hearing Ren Qingsong's words, Miya's eyes lit up. She looked into the distance in the direction Ren Qingsong was pointing, her gaze seemingly trying to penetrate the layers of eaves to see Liu Saozi who lived inside.

Seeing this, he continued to give directions.

“Go down the mountain road and walk to the first row of houses. Turn left and the house at the very back is Commander Zhou’s house.”

The best solution would actually be to buy directly from the supply and marketing cooperative, but Ren Qingsong, remembering what had just happened, dared not let Miya go too far alone.

The distance down the mountain isn't far, so he can spot anything that happens immediately.

Miya nodded excitedly, stuffed the eggs into her pocket, and ran towards Commander Zhou's house at the foot of the mountain.

"Slow down! Be careful not to fall and tumble down the mountain," Ren Qingsong shouted, giving a warning.

The moment the sound rang out, Miya's running steps stopped instantly, turning into a slow walk. After a few steps, she started walking quickly, and then jogged in Ren Qingsong's blind spot.

Before long, she had reached the foot of the mountain.

Miya followed Ren Qingsong's directions and walked to the left. Rows of houses of the same style were connected together, separated only by simple wooden fences.

She glanced around and noticed that none of the other houses were as big as hers, and a smug smile crept onto her face.

Today is the first day since we moved in, and everyone is busy. There's no time to catch a glimpse of Miya running by.

So, Miya arrived smoothly at Commander Zhou's house and immediately saw Da Wa, who was bored in the yard.

"Big brother!"

Liu Limei, who was busy inside, heard her eldest son's voice and, thinking someone had come to greet her, hurriedly put down her luggage and asked loudly:

"Big brother, who's here?"

A note from the author:

For some reason, this article needs to be renamed. We'll tentatively use this name. The cover is currently being produced; please refer to the general cover for now.

P.S. Hunting, raising, and consuming wild animals are prohibited.