Your husband's daughter-in-law is reborn

Chapter 114 Tears down my cheeks (Part [-])
Chapter 114

Everyone looked at Mrs. Zhang and Li, who moved the firewood, who only drank two stewed porridge every day, but wasted his energy like a fool. He was out of breath from exhaustion.

Even the officials who passed by for inspection in twos and threes shook their heads when they saw the situation.

At night.

Mrs. Zhang and Li found some wild vegetables, and washed them in the Xun River near the outskirts of Beijing. It is winter now, and since there is no rain, the river water has changed from its ferocious appearance, and has become relatively calm.

Mrs. Zhang Li also picked up a broken bucket by the Xun River. It was the kind with a leak in the lower part. If you want to use it, she doesn’t know how to repair the bucket. She couldn’t think of a good way for a while, so she just took a piece of tree It was blocked on the top, and I barely fetched some water and poured it back into the pot.

Lu Sanniang was repairing the water bucket outside the shed. Although the shed can reduce the cold wind, the light is too dark. She took the ordinary dagger to cut the branches there, cut out a wooden strip, and then used a stone Drive the wooden strip of the root bucket hole into the hole, seal it tightly, and then pump water in, the water will not leak again, just right.

Zhang Lishi looked at the water bucket that was still in normal use, his eyes were shining, he looked left and right, and was overwhelmed with admiration: "San Niang, this water filling bucket is a technical job. Everyone knows this method. If the wooden block is not done properly, Even if you know how to make it up, you can't make it up, you are really... a pair of skillful hands!"

What Zhang Li thought was that those camping in the suburbs must have a hard time. Even if they have already arrived in Beijing, there are two bowls of porridge for them every day, but those who should be cold still have to be cold, and those who should be hungry still have to suffer. After a while, I never thought that Lu Sanniang would be able to live a life!
look...

There is a simple stove, a bucket, and wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain!Mrs. Zhang and Li returned with three children who picked enough wild vegetables to last for six days.

He was not in a hurry to drink the porridge he brought.

First, the wild vegetables are blanched in boiling water to remove most of the bitterness, then chopped up with a dagger, and then poured into the newly boiled water, and then several bowls of porridge brought back are poured into the pot and boiled. Wild vegetable porridge appeared!
The wild vegetable porridge is ready, but there is no spoon!You can't catch it in the pot with your hands, right?Even if the pot is poured into a bowl, such a hot pot is not suitable for carrying it!

How to do it?

As soon as Zhang Lishi was worried, Lu Sanniang took out the wooden spoon she still kept working hard when she was resting in the shed, and this material was the firewood Zhang Lishi picked up from the mountains!
Zhang Li's eyes widened, he took a big wooden spoon to beat the porridge in the pot, distributed it to everyone, and then distributed a small wooden spoon to everyone, urging in a daze: "Eat."

The three children assigned to the spoons were all eating porridge with wild vegetables, and they were full, but they couldn't help crying while holding the empty bowls, and wept silently.

Thinking they'd still be hungry, they had a chance to eat their fill on the first night!

They thought that this kind of full-bodied experience would never be possible in this lifetime...

"Don't...cry..." Zhang Lishi wanted to comfort the three children, but she herself choked up too. Now she just lives as Lu Sanniang says, and lives numbly. She doesn't dare to think about the future. I was afraid that thinking about it would be full of despair in the future, but I never thought about it...

Looking at the porridge with wild vegetables in the bowl, Lu Sanniang felt very complicated.

Fleeing from disasters and coming to Beijing, the lives of refugees will not be easy, but Lu Sanniang, even if they are in the refugee camp, their life is better than others.

While the others were still huddled in their blankets waiting for the porridge to be served, Mrs. Zhang and Li started to move early.

Lu Sanniang murmured to herself: "The conditions are created by myself."

On the surface, it seemed that she was just talking about the past, but her expression was blank, as if her heart was not here.

(End of this chapter)