Farmer's Home

Chapter 22
Saffron fell asleep, and after a while the person lying on the kang opened his eyes and sat up slowly.

He turned his head and looked at the thin boy lying beside him.He looked carefully at the little girl who was leaning against the wall and fell asleep.

His long hair was tied behind his back, and he was wearing patched clothes. He was not tall, with a sallow and thin face.The eyelashes are curved but very long, and the small mouth is still clicked in sleep, maybe it is a dream, and there is something to eat in the dream.

The person sitting on the kang looked at the saffron for a while, his face was warm, and he got up quietly and put on his boots.

He took out something from his waist, put it gently on Saffron's wrist, and clasped it tightly with a "click".

Before leaving, he carried a small bottle next to her in his arms.Since it is said to be his, is there any reason not to take it away?

With the corner of his mouth hooked, he looked at the siblings, and walked out of the room cautiously.And then disappeared into the night...

Saffron was stiff all over, turned over, and fell down on the kang all at once.Looking up, I saw that the sky outside the window was already bright.

Rubbing his eyes, he planned to check on Master Kang's condition. "Huh? Where's the person?"

Saffron rubbed her eyes: "Where did the person go?"

The Tibetan Qingsong next to him heard the sound and sat up in a daze.

"Sister, what's the matter? Huh? Where's this uncle?" Tibetan Qingsong also woke up, rubbing his eyes and looking at the empty field beside him.

Saffron got up and stood under the kang and said to him: "I don't know, I fell asleep just now, and when I woke up, I didn't see anyone."

"Did you go out to use the toilet? I'll go out and have a look." Afterwards, Tibetan Qingsong also got off the kang and walked outside the house.

Saffron stretched and rolled up her sleeves.

"Huh? What's this?" Holding up his arm, he saw that an iron ring on his wrist seemed to be made of steel.

Saffron observed carefully, the small circles that were a little thinner than the chopsticks seemed to be a whole.How did you put it on?Much smaller than your hand circumference.

"When did you run up?" Could it be related to space?Saffron hadn't figured it out for a while, when Tibetan Qingsong ran in from outside.

"Sister! There is no one outside, no one." Tibetan Qingsong said to her sister.

Saffron stood there and thought for a while, then said to Tibetan Qingsong: "Maybe I left by myself."

"Leave? He suffered such serious injuries. Why did he leave?" Tibetan Qingsong picked up the basin and walked out.

Saffron stood in front of the kang and thought to herself, it would be good if this person left, if any enemy found her, it would be troublesome.Anyway, his arrow has been pulled out, and the blood is no longer bleeding.

Then he went out of the house and made breakfast with Tibetan Qingsong.

After breakfast, Tibetan Qingsong asked her elder sister: "Sister, do we want to grow radishes in our land? I plan to ask my second uncle for some radish seeds."

Saffron thought for a while, looked at him and said, "We don't grow radishes, and we won't grow radishes in the future."

Zang Qingsong looked at her in surprise and said, "Ah? That kind of thing, we don't have the money to buy other seeds."

"Don't worry, let's think about it first." Saffron prevaricated.

After packing up all the things, he said, "By the way, did you say that Rizheng's family grew spinach?"

"Yes, I once planted it once a year, but it is not easy to store, and there is no one in the village." Tibetan Qingsong replied truthfully.

"Can't he take it to the town and sell it?"

Tibetan Qingsong thought for a while and said, "No, I grow vegetables for myself, so who will sell them?"

After listening to him talk about saffron, I thought to myself: These people don't even have any economic sense, no wonder this mountain is so poor!
(End of this chapter)