The Leisurely Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-law

  Chapter 744 Non-human footsteps

Zhong Er, who lives in the north of the city, rolled over and sat up: "When you fall asleep, put him in the bed, don't walk around, develop this ruffian, and when you sleep, you have to hold him on your body to fall asleep. It's troublesome."

Wu went to the kang with a sad face, hugged the child and fell asleep, caressing the child's withered and yellow hair lovingly, and said to her man: "What should I do if this child continues like this, the milk is not enough for him to eat, so he can only drink rice soup , but only drinking rice soup can’t keep up with nutrition.”

  A few days ago, I didn’t even have to drink rice soup. The baby didn’t have enough milk every day and could only cry from hunger. At the end of the crying, he didn’t even have the strength to cry, so he could only sob softly!

  Adults are just full of water, and even if they can’t eat enough, let alone think that she will have enough milk to feed.

  Only in the past few days, the whole family went to battle in troubled waters to grab some food, and the family only had food for the pot.

   "What do you think? Even if I have money in my hand, I can't buy food these days, let alone buy meat for your milk."

  Zhong Er irritatedly stroked his unwashed hair.

   What is the most precious thing in a disaster year? Even a three-year-old child knows it's food.

  Their old Zhong family has rooted in this border for generations. Although they are not considered wealthy, at least they can live comfortably in normal years.

  Nowadays, the sky is closed, the world is difficult, there are continuous military disasters on the border and years of disasters, natural disasters and man-made disasters are nothing more than this!

   The first to suffer are these ordinary people.

  Their old Zhong’s family was well-off in the border area, and the situation was not the worst. At least the whole family’s life was saved, and the whole family survived neatly.

  Many villagers in the surrounding area were not so lucky, and it is not an exaggeration to say that some of them were ruined.

  Some are even extinct!

   "The family moved a lot of food from there in the past few days. If you don't start tomorrow, you will eat nothing? Only when you are full can you save food for our baby."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wu understood Zhong Er's meaning but still patted her cheek helplessly, and said in a deep voice: "Look at my current body, I have suffered such a huge loss, I can only settle with a full bowl of rice. ? This body is already short of money after pregnancy and childbirth, plus the lack of food and drink in the famine, and the lack of make up in time after giving birth, can the rations of the baby be secreted by eating dry rice in this short period of time?"

   "Then what else can I do?" Zhong Er thought he couldn't make him turn into meat, could he?

   Besides, he doesn't know how to use magic tricks either!

   "If I can stew ten or eight old hens to supplement me, maybe our baby's rations will not be a problem." Wu's sunken face showed a smear of honey juice, and he casually sucked it down his mouth.

  Zhong Er closed his eyes in despair and fell back: "It's getting late, let's go to sleep."

   "This is not discussing our baby's rations." Wu was not reconciled.

   "Don't even think about ten or eight old hens, the mother of the child should go to bed quickly, maybe you can eat it in your dreams." Zhong Er's eyes almost rolled to the sky.

   The husband and wife quarreled before going to bed.

  Wait after Mrs. Wu blew out the oil lamp, she lay down enduring the soreness all over her body. In the dark, she reached out and touched the child's skinny hand, and her eyes were sore again.

   I don't know how long it has passed, but when Mrs. Wu was about to fall asleep in a daze...

   "My mother, wake up!"

   "What's wrong?"

  Ms. Wu thought the child had kicked the quilt, so she held back her drowsiness without opening her eyes and raised her hand to touch it.

   Suddenly lost his temper: "Don't make noise! ​​Can you let me sleep well?"

   "Oh! Wake up! Wake up!"

   "Annoyed, I'm starving to death! When I wake up, will I have meat to eat or bones to eat? Are you responsible for the burning of my stomach?"

   "Hush! Listen..."

   “…Is it my stomach rumbling, or yours rumbling?”

   "Outside..." Zhong Er covered her mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Listen, what sound is it in the middle of the night?"

   Neat and messy!

   Sounds like footsteps but not human...

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