Chapter 17 Do you believe it?
Today is a hidden danger.
It is advisable to plant crops, take in livestock, adopt children, and receive gifts, but it is not advisable to build a tomb.
A Niang went into the mountains.
Jiang Yu carried her sister on her back, holding a small golden bucket in her hand~~ It was a urine bucket.
The shape was a bit like a wooden flower basket, with a round wooden basin at the bottom, and a vine handle made on the basin, like an arch bridge.
While the sun was not too strong, she wanted to water the newly planted trees. She
couldn't water them directly, because watering them directly would burn the trees to death. She
had to add water, about a 1:9 ratio, which was better.
Jiang Mianmian covered her eyes. This small golden bucket was for her exclusive use.
At the same time, she was a little curious, this, this urine of hers, after diluting it, adding water, and then watering the trees, would it have some special effect...
If there is any...
Tsk tsk.
After watering the tree, the elder sister carried her back to the house.
The elder sister continued to do needlework.
Because the sun was a little strong, they sat under the eaves.
Jiang Mianmian was put back into the wooden basin and forced to cultivate feelings with her pet ant.
Other time travelers killed people everywhere with the spiritual spring in hand, but she couldn't even fight an ant with the spiritual spring in hand.
It was so frightening.
Jiang Mianmian lay down and saw the excellent black ant at the edge of the wooden basin, in the familiar old position, and even that position was a little concave. I don't know if it was dug by it, it fits its body very well.
Jiang Mianmian silently stretched out her hand and clenched her fist, stretched out her hand and clenched her fist. As a human being, the difference between humans and animals is that humans can use tools. If she can grab a stick, she dares to move the ant around.
Jiang Mianmian practiced grasping and looked at the ant at the same time. If it dared to get close, she would immediately... cry out.
After a long time, when the ant did not move and stayed in the nest obediently, she turned her attention to her elder sister again.
The needlework done by her elder sister was very ordinary, not embroidery, and there was no fancy thread.
She was probably sewing soles for poor people.
Stitch by stitch, circle by circle, layer by layer, the soles become strong and soft, so that you can walk farther, go to farther places, and walk home from far away places.
As long as you don't look at the needle, it is also a very stress-relieving thing.
Just one circle, much faster than the cross-stitch she has seen.
With this speed of hand, the elder sister must be very good at sewing.
It is crisp, decisive and steady, the gaps between the needles and threads are even, the turns are very natural, and the knots are tied well.
After watching for a while, Jiang Mianmian felt hungry.
Her mother was not around, so she must have eaten rice porridge.
But she remembered that she only had a small handful of rice porridge that day, and she had eaten it for a few days, so she should have finished it.
Sure enough, she cried a few words of "yayah", and then the elder sister put down the needle and thread, touched her butt first, and found that she had not urinated, then carried her on her back, and went to the pottery jar in the house to get fine grains.
It seems that she did not wash her hands during this process? ?
The elder sister picked up the pottery jar and shook it, and it came out a little bit.
Jiang Yu poured the pottery jar vigorously, banging it "bang bang bang" until no powder came out.
Jiang Mianmian was worried that her elder sister would smash the pottery jar.
After pouring for a long time, only half a bowl of fine grain powder came out.
She watched her elder sister carefully add water and stir to prevent any powder from flying out.
It might be the last bit in the jar, and it has been raining for the past two days. It doesn't smell good at all, and there is still a smell.
Jiang Mianmian didn't want to eat it after two bites.
Then, her elder sister did the same as last time, pinching her mouth open while she was not paying attention and feeding her a spoonful.
People cannot fall in the same place three times.
Jiang Mianmian was ready to resist, but this time she was well prepared and would never open her mouth.
Her mouth was pinched open again, and another spoonful was poured into her.
She... was so wronged, and she felt that even torture was not as miserable as her.
She didn't dare to open her mouth to cry, for fear that if she did, her elder sister would pour the rest into her mouth.
She pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face.
Jiang Yu was puzzled. Fine grains were so delicious and fragrant, why didn't her sister like to eat them? She wanted to eat them even in her dreams.
Because her sister was firmly resisting, she couldn't use any tricks, and didn't dare to pinch her chin again, for fear of breaking it.
Her sister's head felt a little hard...
Jiang Yu changed her words and persuaded her, "Let's finish the remaining two bites, dear. You see, before you ate fine grains, you were dark and thin, just like the cicada monkey on the tree..."
Jiang Mianmian was horrified after hearing what her elder sister said. What the hell is a cicada monkey? How ugly and resentful is she?
"Look, you've become fair and tender after eating fine grains. Fine grains are good for you. Just think about that person yesterday, Jiang Wan. Although she pretended to be pretty, she grew up eating fine grains. She looks good, right? Our sister also eats fine grains and looks good like that. No, she should look even better."
The more Jiang Mianmian listened, the more tears she shed.
Not only because the rice porridge was not tasty, but also because she felt inexplicably sad.
She couldn't help it and opened her mouth to cry.
Then her elder sister fed her the last bit of rice porridge.
What's worse, because there was less rice porridge today, her elder sister didn't even want to drink the water for rinsing the bowl, so she gave it to her.
Jiang Mianmian drank the water, and her tears fell into the bowl.
Halfway through the drink, she burped loudly.
It wasn't because she was full, but probably because she was angry and anxious.
Jiang Yu saw that her sister was burping, so she stopped feeding her water. Her mother said that burping means she is full.
So she decided to drink the remaining half bowl of water for rinsing the rice porridge bowl.
Because it was hot, it couldn't be kept.
The Jiang family's food education taught that food should not be wasted and that you should eat what you can.
Jiang Yu's eyes widened after taking the first sip.
She felt it was so fragrant and delicious.
"Hiss" Jiang Yu inhaled, just like when she was peeling her toe skin.
Could it be because she didn't scrape the bowl clean just now? But the water was already clear.
Jiang Yu drank the water in the bowl in one breath, and poured another bowl to drink.
After taking a sip, it had no taste.
Jiang Yu suddenly put the bowl to her sister's mouth and coaxed: "It smells good, take a sip, just one sip, it smells especially good."
Jiang Mianmian wanted to roll her eyes on the spot.
The wisdom of the ancients cannot be underestimated. Even her careless elder sister wanted to coax her.
Jiang Mianmian cooperated and took a sip, then closed her mouth.
Jiang Yu held the bowl reverently, and then opened her mouth to drink the water in the bowl.
After taking a sip, smacking her lips, it seemed that there was no taste
. Sure enough... it was just water, without any fragrance.
She just thought she had discovered something magical, that the bowl touched by her sister would taste better.
Jiang Mianmian thought her sister was too idle.
So she peed. She
looked very proud after peeing. She was only over a month old, but she had such strong control. She had a bright future and could look forward to it. She could pee whenever she wanted...
Then she cried twice, holding her fingers in her mouth, and looked at her sister changing her diaper with a naive look on her face.
Jiang Yu changed her sister's diaper, and seeing her sucking her fingers cutely, she couldn't help but lean over and kiss her on the cheek.
Jiang Mianmian was caught off guard by the kiss, and her little face turned red.
This sister is really nice.
...
In the mountains.
Qin Luoxia knocked and beat with a long stick all the way.
She put all the suitable wild vegetables into the basket.
She met another villager and said hello.
Gradually, she walked deeper and deeper.
The grass on the road became more and more lush.
Qin Luoxia then took out the spearhead from under the basket and assembled it.
The spear was pointed, hollow in the middle, and had a blood groove. It was nearly as long as her elbow. It didn't look like a hunter's spear, but rather a military standard. Looking closely, there was an engraving inside.
When she got the assembled spear in her hands, Qin Luoxia seemed to have transformed from a woman who had just given birth to a fierce soldier in the army, with a mighty feeling.
He had a round face like a Bodhisattva, but at this moment he was full of murderous intent, like a ferocious beast.
His speed also increased, and soon the whole person disappeared into the dense forest.
Only occasionally a bird flew startled in the forest, indicating that something was passing by below.
In the evening.
The birds flew startled one by one.
Qin Luoxia appeared with a black long-haired wild boar on her shoulder.
The spear stained with blood, and her palms felt a little sore.
She had a fierce face and was extremely serious.
In fact, she was a little confused.
She remembered that when her mother was alive, she always talked about her father to her, saying that her father was a peerless hero who charged into the battlefield and swept through thousands of troops. She said that she was guilty of not leaving him a son, otherwise he would definitely inherit his ability.
Could it be that after giving birth to her third child, she suddenly inherited her father's bravery and invincibility?
She originally wanted to go into the jungle to hunt some pheasants or something, but she never expected to encounter a wild boar.
She was so scared that she raised her spear and stabbed randomly. She
never expected that she would stab the wild boar to death.
She had a fierce face and was very worried. How should she explain this to her husband when she goes back?
Last time, the little black bear said that it bumped into me, but my husband didn't believe it...
If this wild boar said that it bumped into me, would my husband believe it?
(Mother: Qin Luoxia)
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