Chapter 4

Gu Chunzhu washed the dishes and began to worry when he sat in the room.

This family is really poor. There is only a handful of rice in the rice VAT. In the basket of sweet potatoes, she counted them. There are only six sweet potatoes the size of a palm. There are also things stolen from the memory of the original owner. There is only a small bowl of lard and a half pot of salt.

It's cold outside. With this food, you can eat it for two or three days at most. Su Wangqin didn't say when he would come back. Gu Chunzhu decides that he can't wait to die. There are many wild animals in the mountain. If Su Wangqin died in the mountain, he can't be sure!

She went to the side of the locked mahogany box, opened the lock three times, and opened the inside of the box, which was wrapped in three layers of red paper.

It's a silver hairpin. It's the only dowry Gu Chunzhu brought from her mother's house. It's her sister-in-law who secretly stuffed it into her.

Su Wangqin spent ten liang of silver to marry a fat, lazy and greedy mother-in-law like the original owner. Gu Chunzhu was in a panic for him when he didn't look at the children. The original owner's family was not a thing, like selling daughters.

She didn't have time to complain. She was ready to push the door out before it was dark. She was about to walk out of the door when she thought of the two children who were nestled at the bottom of the wall.

"I'm going out. You wait for me at home and bring you delicious food." Gu Chunzhu turned to the two children who had washed their faces, but were wearing rags that didn't match their faces very well.

The two children's eyes had a wooden look, and their heads moved a little. There was no emotion in their eyes.

Gu Chunzhu pondered it over. Maybe the owner often cheated the children.

She was just about to go out. The cold wind in the door made her hair stand up. Gu Chunzhu turned back into the house again, and gave birth to a plate of carbon, so that two children could sleep on her bed, which made her go out at ease.

Gu Chunzhu follows the route in memory and touches the town.

In the pawnbroker's shop, she was holding a silver hairpin with two weights. The boss said that it was hollow and filled it with earth, only willing to give one or two silver.

Gu Chunzhu grinds his skin to make the boss pay more. At last, Gu Chunzhu comes out of the pawnshop with one or two dimes of silver, just like holding hundreds of millions of silver. He touches it from time to time for fear of losing it.

Seeing that it was getting dark, she went to the grain store and bought twenty Jin of brown rice. She spent sixty Wen and asked the store for a basket to carry. Thinking of Xiaocheng's forehead injury, she went to the drugstore and bought a bottle of gold sore medicine, which cost five yuan silver.

As expected, it was the ancient times when life was hard, and medicine was especially expensive. Gu Chunzhu also bought it. This child can't avoid bumping and bumping when he grows up. It's also the best way to prepare it.

Thinking of the two children's shabby clothes and how many holes they had broken, Gu Chunzhu bought some more stitches and asked the people in the cloth shop for a few pieces of rags. There was only six money left for the silver hairpin.

Gu Chunzhu decided that he could not spend the money at the bottom of the box. He hurriedly prepared to go home. When he passed a baozi shop, he could not help but stop.

"Little sister-in-law, would you like to buy a bun?" The lady selling steamed buns waved to Gu Chunzhu kindly.

Smelling the meat smell of the bun, Gu Chunzhu's stomach stirred. She clung to her stomach and leaned over, asking, "how can I sell this bun?"

"There are only the last two meat, two Wen for this meat." The aunt lifted the steamer up and showed two fat and white meat buns, still steaming.

Gu Chunzhu can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, reach out and touch the silver in his arms. He can buy half a jin of brown rice for these two Wen.

Baozi is really expensive. It's beyond her consumption level.

"Come back some other day." Gu Chunzhu leaves his eyes and raises his steps to go.

"Little sister-in-law, the last two. If you want to take them away, I will charge you three Wen. It's night for you to go back, and the children at home are hungry. I'm famous for my steamed buns. You should take them back to the children to have a taste. " Aunt said Gu Chunzhu's heart in a word.

Ann and Xiao Cheng haven't tasted the taste of baozi yet.

Gu Chunzhu sighed in her heart. She looked down to see that she had a hole in the cloth shoes. When she looked up again, there was a light in her eyes:

"madam, I bought three Wen and two steamed buns, and you gave me a steamed bun."

"I can't afford it. This steamed bread is also made of top fine flour. It costs a Wen to sell one. My sister-in-law is really in a hurry." The old lady's face was white with fright, and she waved her hand quickly.

Gu Chunzhu's face flushed and flashed, all for a living. She continued to bargain: "my two children have never tasted the taste of baozi. If they eat delicious, they will come."

The aunt hesitated for a while, carefully looking at Gu Chunzhu's clothes, which were the cheapest coarse cloth clothes. Maybe I'll eat such a bun once in my life. I think it's a good deed to comfort myself in my heart.

"Come on, I'll wrap it up for you. You can go home soon." She said that she took oil paper and wrapped two buns and a white bread.

Gu Chunzhu handed over three Wen's money and said with gratitude, "thank you, madam. I'll find you next time I buy a bun."Aunt helplessly shook her head, watched Gu Chunzhu's back, and began to close the stall.

It's already night when Gu Chunzhu returns to xiaohetou village. The moon is high in the sky and shining on the road. Gu Chunzhu is carrying a basket on his back and bulging on his chest. She is afraid that the steamed bun will be cold and will cover it all the way back.

Pushing open the door of the house, there was no heat of burning charcoal in the house. The whole house was black and there was no movement. Gu Chunzhu's chest flashed a flash of panic and hurriedly put down the basket and shouted, "Xiao Cheng, An'an."

"We are here..." The weak voice with the kitten is heard from the bottom of the wall.

Gu Chunzhu fumbled for the oil lamp, lit it with a fire hinge, and found that the two children were still leaning against the wall, hugging each other for warmth.

"Why don't you light up?" Gu Chunzhu blames the strange way.

The two children shrunk and did not reply.

Gu Chunzhu realized that the original owner had caused huge psychological shadow to the two children, so he slowed down and explained:

"it's so cold and dark at night, you don't light oil lamps, and there are many charcoal pots. What if you get sick? Come on, don't stay on the ground. Come to bed. "

Gu Chunzhu's words just fell, and An'an at the bottom of the wall suddenly cried.

"Don't cry, what's the matter?" Gu Chunzhu hurried away.

Xiao Cheng tightly wraps up his sister and blocks Gu Chunzhu's sight. He says stiffly, "An'an sleeps and makes his bed wet. Don't hit her. Just hit me if you want to get angry."

Gu Chunzhu frowned, and An'an was still small. He rarely slept in bed. The house burned a charcoal basin again. He slept comfortably. Naturally, he urinated in his dream, which was impossible.

She saw the frightened look of the two children. She felt the bulging things from her arms. She handed them over and said softly, "no problem. Let's see what good things I brought back to you."

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