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When the sun completely set, another two hours passed before he returned to the thatched hut. This usually simple and crude man's eyes were bright and full of spirit. His body was covered with sweat, and he emitted an unpleasant smell.

When he stepped into the house, he saw his wife and children sitting in the kitchen. On the table, there was the potbellied pot that usually served porridge to cheap mothers. There was also a large bowl covered with another big bowl, obviously to keep the food as warm as possible.

He grinned at his wife and children with the simple joy of a peasant.

As the saying goes, wife and children heat up the brick bed, this is many of the people at the bottom of the bottom, a lifetime of pursuit of the pursuit of happiness.

But he didn't notice …

The room was filled with a quiet and faintly depressing atmosphere. Even the normally lively and lively Little Yang sat quietly and orderly. His big round eyes blinked as he stared at the pots and bowls on the table, but his small body did not move.

Especially those who were hungry.

Therefore, the moment Qi Mo's cheap father stepped into the room, he immediately stretched out his hand towards the table with a cold sweat and said with a smile:

"Child's mother, you don't have to wait for me. After you've cooked it, eat it first. Don't be so hungry! "

Who knew that the gentle and gentle woman who had always taken the initiative to help her husband and children with their food and soup would not return to her husband or accept his help.

However, she just sat there quietly with her hands on her chest and her head slightly bent. There was only a thin candle in the kitchen, which was placed in a corner of the table.

His posture, however, was as elegant and perfect as ever.

Finally, his lucky father realized that something was wrong. He paused for a moment, stretched out his hand on the table, stood up, turned his head and looked at his wife and said:

"Child's mother, what's wrong? What happened? "

His voice was much softer than usual, and his tone was even more delicate. His expression was filled with doubt and concern.

No one answered.

The atmosphere became even more oppressive. Yang Yang no longer looked at the dishes on the table that he drooled over. He lowered his head, and his small hands twisted into fists as he played in silence.

"Dad, I'll tell you."

A crisp and soft voice broke the silence. Qi Mu gently stood up and smiled.

Yang Yang raised his head to look at his sister, then lowered his head to continue playing with his fingers, his expression clearly relaxed a little.

"Dad, when I went up the mountain today, I brought back some things. Look, this is Yellow Quail Vegetable, a kind of wild vegetable that our family ate before, right?"

Qi Mu turned around and dragged the basket that was placed in the corner of the kitchen and placed it in front of his father. He opened his mouth and spoke in a clear and calm manner.

At that time, Qi Mu was still young, even younger than Yang Yang now. The house had no beams, and the children's mother carried a basket on her back with Little Qi Mu in it. Her body was thin, and she went up the mountain with the village women to find something to wrap her stomach with.

However, because the dish was non-poisonous and extremely bitter, and because there were many dishes on the mountain, the dish was the reason why he'd survived those days.

Thinking of this, this crude man felt a wave of sadness in his heart. What a good daughter-in-law, what a cute daughter! Yet, she was following him and leading such a life.

Seeing her father nod his head, Qi Mu took out another item — — Big Mushrooms, the fattest and most beautiful one she had worked so hard to pick.

Before Qi Mu could speak, the father's expression changed and he sighed. However, he still remained silent and waited for his daughter's words.

Seeing this, Qi Mu was slightly satisfied in his heart. At the very least, this cheap dad, even if he couldn't accept it, like his cheap mom, he still planned to listen to what she had to say, didn't he?

Luckily, this wasn't a typical autocratic family from ancient times. Otherwise, she would have been reincarnated as a deity. No matter how capable she was, she wouldn't be able to say anything. There was no need to talk about that. He had to get rid of his hunger and become rich!

"This is a mushroom, also known as the village colloquium," the floor of the house, the growth of small, house-like things. I know, what are my parents thinking? A basement is not something that can be eaten, right? " "Seven Mourns said word for word with a smile on his face." I've heard that this thing has killed people before. "

With that, the mother finally raised her head. Her eyes were red as she scanned over Qi Mu. She seemed to be relieved and lowered her head, not saying a word.

So, this child knows, the mother thought, relaxing a little. As long as her daughter is not determined to eat it, it's fine.

On the other hand, Ji Yunshu's father was confused. He didn't understand why his daughter brought him home after knowing that it was inedible.

Forget it, since the child has grown up, perhaps it was brought back to play. What kind of scheme is this! Poor Dad thought.

Yang Yang sat in the chair, his neck stretched out. He carefully looked at the things in his older sister's hands, his young and tender face full of curiosity, but it was not like usual. When he saw what he liked, he would run over like a wisp of smoke and play with it in his hands.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare to …

He was very interested in that room, so he wanted to take one to play with. But his mother wouldn't let him!

His mother did not look too good today, so her tone of voice was rare. It carried a little sternness and a dignified tone, and her face was no longer as beautiful and gentle as before. A pair of red eyes stared at him as she scolded him. He also felt wronged and sad …

He had been thinking about what he had done wrong. That was why his mother was unhappy!

He thought for a long time.

In the end, he felt that his mother was unhappy because he was walking too slowly when he returned home in the afternoon! Before his mother took him away, she told him that she was going home to find her elder sister. She said that she was afraid that her elder sister would be scared while she was at home, so they had to leave quickly.

At that time, he very sensibly nodded, and agreed. He also wanted to quickly meet his sister! He did not want his sister to be scared by him alone!

However, his mother left really quickly. He practically jogged along with her the entire time. It was true. He was so tired. That was why he insisted on his mother's hug. It wasn't intentional!

Next time, he must leave a little faster. He couldn't let his mother be angry! Little Yang Yang thought.

As he looked at his family members, each with a different complexion, especially his mother, whose eyes seemed to have turned red, Qi Mu was puzzled, but he didn't show it on his face.

Now was not the time to dwell on this.

"Does father still remember the matter of me taking me to the market in the past? Daddy picked up his own vegetables, chickens, ducks with a carrying pole. I went to the town with my aunt to sell, when I was young, pester father, also want to go with, daddy loves me, then take me along! "After father and aunt finished setting up the stalls, I remembered the location of our stalls. After saying a few words to father, I turned around and went out to play."

Qi Mu swallowed his saliva. He felt that being a lawyer wasn't an easy thing to do. A day of talking was not easy!

She still liked to be a quiet person. For example, she liked to do math, research, and read literature …

"That day, I met an old grandpa who was also selling vegetables. There was a house on his stall. I looked at it very elegantly. I also saw a woman wearing good clothes buying a lot! He also said: This thing doesn't look too good. The soup is indeed very good! My lady and young master love to drink it! "

"So, I went to ask the old grandpa. The old grandpa is very nice, so he told me that this is a basement. Rich people love to use it as seasoning and also use it as food! He was still that youngest grandson of his. If he had the ability, he would marry a girl from the capital. Only then would that girl know! As such, his family had been picking these lately. He was too old to do anything else, so he was responsible for selling them. However, many of them refused to sell, refusing to acknowledge his value! "Only those big families who have seen the world know that this house is a good thing."

"Girl, you look pitiful too. Your family background is definitely not that good, so I'll tell you the truth. Look! Those beautiful ones on the mountain are bad for people, they can't be eaten! Go back and tell your master that I will treat it as a good deed and leave your grandson some good fortune, someone who has half his body buried in the ground! "

A vivid imitation, the tone of an old grandpa she had made up.

Only the ones at the front, when she went into town with her father and her aunts, were the real deal. The rest, they were all just nonsense. Of course, the mushrooms themselves were edible!

It was just that the ancients were superstitious, if they did not find a good reason, even if she was her own daughter, her parents would not believe her. It was more likely that they would take her as an evil spirit and possess her.

Seeing his parents nod in understanding and trust, Qi Mu felt the burden in his heart lighten a little. It was good that he could listen, and good that he could …

Qi Mu continued to speak.

"Even this dark stuff is edible that old grandpa told me about!"

Qi Mu raised the taro that he just happened to be able to hold in his hand with a smile on his face.

She felt that she could probably eat the mushroom, sweet potato, and wild vegetable porridge on the table next, along with the cake that her mother had made. The smile on his face could not help but deepen.

Unexpectedly, when his parents saw the taro, their faces turned fierce.

The peaceful atmosphere became a little tense again...

Qi Mo wanted to cry, but there were no tears. So what? Let's not let anyone eat!

After so many years of habit, her face was calm and composed as she waited.

He lightly bit his lips, suppressing the dissatisfaction and fatigue in his heart …