A person descended from heaven + the cherished darling of the ancestors + a cunning young lord + a winding and interesting plot = Little Goddess of Fortune, Yi Yami.
He appears to be a profli...
At Chou time, which is two or three in the morning, the Yi family's yard was quiet and everyone had fallen asleep.
Yi Laoer in the east room was snoring loudly, while in the other rooms only someone's heavy breathing could be heard occasionally.
At the foot of the wall, Zhou Dahai and Du Cuihua, carrying two bags on their backs, sneaked out from outside.
"Dad, do you think we should do this? Why do I feel so nervous?" Du Cuihua looked at the dark yard and felt a chill in her heart.
"What's wrong with it? It's your bad idea again. Otherwise, we would both be sleeping soundly now!" Zhou Dahai said.
"Okay, stop talking. It would be bad if we wake them up. Hurry up," Zhou Dahai urged.
Du Cuihua tried to climb up the wall of Yi's yard with her legs, "Dad, please help me, I can't climb up!"
"Keep your voice down. I told you to eat less, but you just wouldn't listen. Now it's inconvenient for you to do anything!" Zhou Dahai scolded her while lifting her legs, holding her waist with one hand, and supporting her on the wall.
Du Cuihua clutched the wall tightly. "Dad, I'm scared. Shouldn't we go back?"
"Why are you going back? Once the arrow is shot, it can't be retrieved." Zhou Dahai took a running start, climbed up the wall in a few seconds, turned over, and landed lightly in the yard. He held out his hand, "Come on, jump down, I'll catch you."
Seeing him like this, Du Cuihua was scared, but she still chose to believe Zhou Dahai. She closed her eyes and jumped down. She didn't feel the pain as she had imagined, just a muffled groan.
"Hiss, mother of my child, you really need to eat less," Zhou Dahai said in a muffled voice.
Yiyami in the room turned over and made a little noise.
The two men were so scared that they shut their mouths and stood in the yard, not daring to move.
After a while, seeing that no one came out, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Come on, come on, dad, I know the Yi family's kitchen is in this direction, come with me." Du Cuihua relaxed and became bolder.
Zhou Dahai followed her closely and headed towards the kitchen.
After entering the kitchen, the two men didn't dare to light a fire to see. At this time, the moonlight shone over, and the kitchen seemed much brighter.
The two of them took a closer look and said, "Wow, there are five jars here. One, two, three, four, five. This Yi family's business is really booming!"
The big jar is covered with a wooden lid and several large stones are placed on top to prevent rats and other creatures from stealing food.
Despite all the precautions, they still managed to succeed.
Zhou Dahai gently moved the stone aside, opened the lid, and the two men swallowed their saliva at the aroma that filled their noses.
"Dad, we won't be able to eat it if we release the mouse. Let's taste it first, otherwise it will be a waste." Du Cuihua suggested.
"Yeah." Zhou Dahai also wanted to eat.
So the two of them randomly picked one from the open jar and started eating. Zhou Dahai was more cautious and put the lid on after taking it, fearing that the smell would spread out and attract the Yi family. He took a potato to taste it, and it had no bones and made no sound when eaten.
Du Cuihua got a chicken claw, chewed it with relish, sucked it with a sizzling sound, and spat out the chicken bone the next second.
"Hey, keep your voice down. Are you at home? Why are you making noises while eating?" Zhou Dahai slapped her angrily.
"Where are the bones? Don't spit them out, otherwise the Yi family will find out and our plan will be ruined." Zhou Dahai reminded her.
Du Cuihua felt guilty. She had just spit out two mouthfuls of bones. It was dark, so who knew where they went? Oh, forget it, never mind. She didn't believe the Yi family would be so considerate. Wouldn't their family spit out bones in the kitchen when eating chicken feet? "Okay, I get it. Dad, this tastes really good. Let's pack some up and take it back for Dada." Du Cuihua was still thinking about Zhou Dada who was sleeping at home.
"Okay. Take a little less each time, a little from each jar, and take them according to the order in which they are arranged. This way, others won't be able to tell." Zhou Dahai was more observant and found that Yi Yami always arranged the braised food in circles.
Du Cuihua searched her pockets but didn't find any extra cloth bags. Taking a bowl would be too obvious, and it would be difficult to climb the wall.
He had no choice but to take off his own bag and Zhou Dahai's bag, then put the two piles of dead rats together and shook them. Although he felt a little disgusted, he still comforted himself, "It's not clean, but I won't get sick if I eat it."
Then Du Cuihua quickly got started and cooperated with Zhou Dahai. They took some food from each jar, put it in the bag that had just been shaken, wrapped it up layer by layer, and put it in their arms.
"Okay, dad, do it." Du Cuihua said to Zhou Dahai in a low voice.
Zhou Dahai picked up the dead rat with chopsticks. He had already moved some braised food to a different place in advance, put the dead rat down, and then put the braised food back in place.
This was done in every jar, the lid was put on, stones were pressed in, and everything was restored to its original state.
After confirming that there was no problem, Zhou Dahai and Du Cuihua tiptoed out of the kitchen.
As soon as I reached the shadow of the wall, I saw Yi Laoer coming out with his loose underwear in his hands and his upper body naked, his eyes still half open, walking towards the toilet.
After draining the water, Yi Laoer washed his hands and walked towards the kitchen.
"Why is the kitchen door open? Did Xiaomi forget to close it?" Yi Laoer asked in confusion.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, he checked that every jar was covered tightly, and he felt relieved. He had just smelled the fragrance of braised food in his dream. He woke up because he had to pee, and he didn't get up at night, so he came to take a look. The braised food was the family's source of income, as important as the land. He felt uneasy if he didn't take a look at it every day.
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