I made an exception and asked Yun Lao Si to come back and ask the men from several branches of the Yun family to go hunting in the mountains together, after all, in a famine year, they were not well fed and clothed.

If we can really go up the mountain with the people from the next village to hunt some prey, it will also change the current situation at home.

Who would have thought that the little Yun Nian'an would cry non-stop that day when he went out? No matter who stepped out of the door, the loud crying sounded as if he would die in the next moment.

The whole family had no choice but to stay at home and take care of little Nian'an. Because of this delay, they missed the opportunity to go hunting in the mountains in the neighboring village.

As a result, most of the men who went up the mountain to hunt died or were injured, and none of them returned intact.

Old Lady Yun was originally superstitious, so she thought Yun Nian'an was particularly well-behaved during the day. But on that day, no matter who stepped out of the house, they would cry non-stop, and the sound was particularly loud.

This prevented the family from suffering a tragic fate, so even if it meant letting several little grandchildren go hungry, she would never let her beloved granddaughter go hungry.

After Yun Nian put down the dishes and chopsticks, he went back to his room to rest.

The next morning, when Yun Nian'an woke up, he felt dizzy, sore and weak all over.

After getting up from the bed, Yun Qingyu came to Yun Nian'an's bedside and said, "Sister, you are awake. Hurry up and get up! How about I take you out to play?"

Yun Nian'an nodded and said, "Okay, go out and close the door for me first. I'll be back after I get dressed."

Yun Qingyu nodded quickly and walked out the door.

Ye Chuhe was outside, watching his son come out, and twisted Yun Qingyu's ear: "Your sister is already so old, and you're still running into her room so early in the morning, aren't you ashamed?"

Yun Qingyu was stubborn when she heard her mother say that. "That's my sister. What's wrong with me going over to wake her up?"

Ye Chuhe heard his son say this and nodded his head, "Children know how to avoid suspicion. You are already 12 years old now."

Yun Qingyu pouted and said, "I used to help my sister get dressed, but now I can't even wake her up."

When Yun Lao San heard his son say this, he snorted coldly, "Is your sister the same as before? Go wash your hands and face, it's time to eat."

…

Early in the morning, Liu Daya, from the neighboring Liu family, started chopping firewood in the yard with her skinny little hands.

After Liu Zhaodi came out of the room, she couldn't help but curl her lips when she saw her elder sister working diligently.

The eldest sister gets up to work before dawn and waits until everyone is asleep before going back to her room to sleep.

He is 14 years old now and has a thin body, but he is not as tall as other girls in the village who are 11 or 12 years old.

Liu Zhaodi looked at the calluses on her hands with a dark look in her eyes.

Just then, when Liu Cuiying saw Liu Zhaodi coming out, she remembered that this money-loser had caused her to lose one or two taels of silver yesterday, and was even scolded like that. She had lost all her face and dignity.

Seeing that she just got up now, I suddenly became very angry.

He picked up a broom from the side and hit Liu Zhaodi hard.

"You money-loser! What time is it that you just got up? Have you fed the chickens? Have you cut the grass?

Look at your elder sister, she got up before dawn to prepare meals for the family, and now she is still chopping firewood. You bitch, you are so useless. ”

Liu Zhaodi looked at the broom that was about to fall from Old Lady Liu's body and kicked her in the knee.

"You old woman, you know my elder sister has done a lot. Are all your family members dead? You need us two little girls to run around."

Then he came up to Liu Daya and grabbed her hand. "You useless thing, you are already fourteen years old! Why can't you learn to resist?"