Lian Xiaomin hid in the same place as last time, behind a big tree on the west side, and released her mental power to investigate the situation in the house.
This time there was no light in the house, but the window was open. The person inside was tidying up things in the moonlight, probably to save kerosene lamps.
After finishing the tidying up, I closed the windows and lit the dim little oil lamp.
"Brother Zheng, I'll secretly make you some soft noodles."
Zheng Ying whispered, "Qingping, that medicine is really good. I feel it is effective. I feel much better these days and don't need to eat noodles."
"...Or, keep it. Old Jiang over there is old and in poor health. Give him some fine grains to nourish him."
Qingping looked at the last pack of noodles in his hand, raised his head and said, "There's still rice, why don't you give him some, and you can eat the noodles. Since you're getting better, keep it up..."
"Hey, I ate all of them and you didn't touch a single bite! Don't give me any more eggs, just eat them yourself, okay?"
"Forget it, Old Zheng. I'm not sick or anything. Why would I eat it? I won't eat it."
The water in the small ceramic pot boiled, and the lenses of his glasses were covered with mist. Qingping simply took off his glasses, placed them on the bed, and carefully cooked noodles, beat an egg, and added some salt.
Zheng Ying smelled the unique fragrance of white flour in the air in the room and sighed.
"Tell me, who could have sent me all these good things? And he knew I had stomach problems, could it be someone from the village?"
Qingping glanced at him and continued, "Except for the little girl who comes to cook pig food and feed the pigs every day, what kind of eyes do other people look at us with? They walk away from us and ignore us. I really can't guess who it is for a moment."
Zheng Ying said: "We have good people helping us secretly, which shows that no matter what kind of world we live in, there is no shortage of evil people or kind people."
Qingping agreed and said, "Yes! Take the commune's pigeon committee leader Hu Daguo for example. He was so mean. He looted all the money and belongings we had with us..."
"...That's 800 yuan. He really dared to take bribes and break the law. And your precious pocket watch..."
Zheng Ying frowned and quickly stopped him: "Don't get excited, keep your voice down, money is only a thing outside of one's body, I am just worried that my family will be implicated by me, it makes me feel distressed when I think about it, I can accept any step..."
After hearing this, Lian Xiaomin recalled this Hu Daguo in her mind. Wasn't he the man who was very close to that shorty Cheng Zhi?
After Xu Dawang got into trouble, he got promoted to a deputy director, and he seems to be a good-for-nothing.
She quickly found a small sack in the space and put five bags of noodles, two pounds of millet, a bottle of soybean oil, and twenty eggs in it.
He took out another fifty stomach medicine pills, wrapped them in paper, and put them in.
With a thought, he gently placed it at the door, and then threw out a small stone as usual.
Qingping had just put the cooked noodles into an enamel pot and handed it to Zheng Ying, but he hadn't eaten it yet.
Suddenly I heard a familiar noise, walked over immediately and gently opened the door.
There's another bag of stuff on the ground!
Zheng Ying became excited and walked out the door, not knowing what to do.
Thinking secretly, but not daring to speak out, he could only clasp his hands together, look at the endless void, and say in a low voice: "I don't know which benefactor lent a hand, Zheng thanks you!"
However, the surroundings remained silent, without any response.
Helplessly, he could only silently pick up the bag and turn back into the house.
After closing the door gently, he whispered to Sun Qingping what had just happened.
The two were unable to control their excitement, and their eyes were even filled with tears.
It is not easy to provide timely assistance. Only those who have been imprisoned can have such a deep understanding of this.
They felt an unprecedented strength and hope in their difficult lives.
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The next morning, just after daybreak, Lian Xiaomin, Li Xianghai and Wang Baozhu had already packed their equipment and set out from Daqing Mountain to Yefeng Valley.
Along the way, Lian Xiaomin hung the rope from the rickshaw on his body, waved a hatchet to chop through the thorns and took the lead. The two people behind him each pulled a cart and did the same, following closely.
The person who led the way ahead relied on his memory and chose a relatively easy path for them.
Wang Baozhu is thirty years old this year, in the prime of his life, very strong, and an honest man. He would switch with Xiaomin and lead the way at intervals.
When my brother-in-law Xiang Hai came home yesterday and told us about it, he happily agreed to go into the mountains with us, and even brought a crossbow with him today.
Although my skills are not that good, I have all the equipment.
There are four kids in the family, all so young, with parents above them, and poor conditions. They could use some hard work to catch some prey to provide some meat for the family.
Moreover, Xiang Hai heard that Qiuping's niece was very good at hunting. Although she was young, she was very strong. Xiang Hai admired this child very much.
I have heard from Yufen a long time ago that despite her young age, she is a capable child who can take good care of her two younger siblings.
I didn't expect he has such skills. No wonder. People with skills can do everything, including supporting a family. This time, I'll go and see for myself.
After most of the day's journey, we only ate dry food twice and didn't rest much.
They made great efforts and finally arrived at Vulture Ridge just after noon.
Lian Xiaomin went straight to the cave where the Five Tigers had camped last time.
Put the food and daily necessities you carry with you in the cave first, and pile branches outside the cave entrance to cover it.
With only an empty car, they walked three miles into the nearby Yefeng Valley.
In summer, the Yefeng Valley is lush with trees, the air is fresh, and you can hear birds singing from time to time.
After entering the valley and walking about two hundred meters, the view in front of us suddenly became open.
A river like a jade belt appears before our eyes. The water is clear and gurgling. The banks are lined with green trees, lush flowers and plants, and it is a beautiful sight.
Seeing this beautiful scenery, Lian Xiaomin couldn't help but feel refreshed. It depends on her luck today. She is about to embark on a hunting trip on this river beach.
They first looked for a suitable place, a small earthen slope with a wide view would be the best, both hidden and convenient for observation.
After a while, we finally found a satisfactory place and parked the three electric vehicles behind a slope farther away.
The three men climbed up the slope, ate dry food and rested, while carefully observing the river beach sixty or seventy meters away.
After waiting for more than an hour, finally, a few animals came out of the woods and walked towards the river beach.
The three of them quickly lay down and took a closer look. They saw that they were five sika deer coming to the river to drink water.
This thing is not easy to hit, it runs very agilely.
Lian Xiaomin raised the shotgun, aimed with his eyes, tested the distance, and was sure he could reach it, so he signaled to the two people next to him not to make a sound.
This time she would be testing her hand speed. The Yudai River was a very open area, and the sika deer would start running and jumping soon, so she would have to test her shooting skills and reloading speed.
First, he slowly pointed the muzzle of his gun at a larger buck with majestic antlers.
Then he took a deep breath and gently pulled the trigger.
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