The little guy was bitten by a snake. He had been afraid of the rope for ten years. In the face of the old man's begging, he was still cruel and steadily shook his head and refused, "Second Grandpa, I'm sorry, I, I, I have nothing to eat..."

My mother said that the lying child is not a good child. She wants to be a good child but has to lie. Therefore, when the little guy spits out this simple rejection, he doesn't dare to look at the person in front of him with nervous and guilty eyes.

As the extra words fell, the old man's face was instantly filled with misery and despair.

He looked at the little man in front of him with a cautious face, cautious face, and almost his whole body was shrinking back to the door;

I looked at the yard in front of me again, the obviously smoke-like chimney;

Finally, the old man shook his head, sighed helplessly, and said quietly: "Stop, let's go!" Maybe this is his life, right?

He deserves to be a starving ghost in his destiny, and he cannot live in peace even if he dies...

The old man who was worried about his heart turned around and wanted to walk with a crutch, but he had only taken two steps. When Duoyu was about to close the door, the old man suddenly turned back and looked at Duoyu. The crutch in his hand slowly raised under Duoyu's gaze, pointed to the chimney on the rooftop of the yard, and the old man slowly reminded him.

"Donian, the world is not peaceful now, so don't open fire in the house. Remember, don't let the chimney smoke in the future!"

"Chirdle? Smoke?".

What chimney? What smoke? This topic is quite jumping! Duoyu was completely confused, tilted his head and confused, looking at the old man who was talking inexplicably, trying to find the answer.

But before she could ask why, the old man who couldn't eat, after he had given her instructions, he didn't plan to wait for extra words. The old man himself was weak and leaned on his temporary crutch and slowly left with a breath of breath.

He was puzzled and puzzled, and he cushioned his feet, leaned his body, carefully judging his little head that was stuck in the crack in the door, watching the old man go away.

A pair of big eyes looked at the back of the house that was gradually moving away, and then looked back at the smokey chimney on the roof of her own house. The little guy stayed for a long time until the old man's figure completely disappeared at the end of the road. Her mind suddenly lit up and she finally figured out the reason.

"Look at me, I'm so stupid!" I thought it too much and gave myself a big brain, thinking that why am I so stupid?

The fire is burning at this moment, and the roof of the house is smoking. Isn’t this an obvious reminder of those bad guys like Damao and his uncle who still have food at home?

Subconsciously, Duoyu was about to run into the house to put out the fire, but before that, Duoyu finally looked deeply at the direction where the old man left, and struggle flashed in his eyes.

He quickly closed the door tightly. The first thing he did when he returned home was to remove all the firewood from the stove hole, lift the remaining half of the bucket of water in the bucket and pour it down with a sensation.

In the thick white mist that rises, there is a bucket with one hand raised, and with the other hand, wipe the cold sweat from the forehead with a small arm.

I am really too stupid. After losing my grandfather, I dared to open fire under such a nervous situation. Isn’t this an old birthday star hanging? The yesterday of Renmajiazhuang is still vivid in my mind. I haven’t even spent the night in the food robbery!

Fortunately, the second grandfather reminded himself, otherwise...

Thinking of the second grandfather, Duoyu felt guilty again.

The little guy looked at the empty stove hole with the remaining heat, and then looked at the iron pot on the stove, the corn, ginseng, pumpkin, flower and leaf porridge that had almost been cooked. Finally, the little guy clenched his fists.

There is no ready-made food at home that can be eaten. Most of the hidden life-saving foods need to be boiled, and after adding water, it will become much more. You can persist for a long time if you eat it slowly.

So in the next days, she would have to make rice, even if she would make a lot of rice at once, just like her grandfather, and she would have to make a fire.

But now the fire is a target for living. Fortunately, the second grandfather who is easy to talk to today is the one who is easy to talk to. If the person who comes again is like Damao and his uncle?

Duo Yu couldn't imagine what would happen if it were like that, what would happen if he finally waited for himself?

No matter how fierce she is, her ability is limited after all, and she is only a small one. She has no chance of winning against a vicious person.

The urgency surged in my heart. I was so hungry that I couldn't eat well, but I couldn't eat well.

I racked my brains and felt that one little head was bigger than two. After thinking about it, finally, Duo Yu's eyes lit up.

Last winter, on New Year's Eve, my grandfather made a stew pot for himself. At that time, my grandfather seemed to use charcoal to stew the meat?

She remembered it very clearly that the two of them had eaten the pot for a long time, but there was no smoke in the room.

What does this mean? This means that burning charcoal can not only cook porridge, but also won’t smoke!

When she thought of this, her extra eyes lit up three points. She quickly stripped the mud in the bowl for a few mouthfuls. She decided that she would go to find charcoal overnight.

But before that...

Duoyu looked at the bowl of mug left on the stove, and made a decision in his heart.

Fill your stomach and fully armed with excess, with a large kitchen knife around your waist and a small basket on your back. There is a bowl of corn, pumpkin, vines, and leaves in the basket, which still has a warm, and is paste.

The backpack was simply covered with something and locked the door. A simple anti-theft device was built in the courtyard gate. Xiao Xiao carried the backpack and walked towards the second grandfather's house in memory.

As for why you don’t lock the door behind you?

OK, although she is small, she is not stupid.

At this time, lock the door, wouldn’t it tell outsiders that there is something at home that needs to be locked and wait for others to come and visit?

You know, when I was looking for the coffin, it was a yard with locked doors. I must go in and check it carefully. Those who didn't lock the doors were not so concerned, and the search was not so careful.

This is what my mother talks about human heart and human nature.

"Second Grandpa, Second Grandpa, are you at home?"

When I arrived at the second grandfather's house, it was already completely dark.

Under the faint moonlight, Xiao Duo, who was reluctant to bring baby's household appliances to light, looked at the yard with no popularity in front of him just because of his super vision. The doors were all open.

Fearing that the few people left in the village were still there, Duoyu did not dare to shout loudly, but just entered the yard lightly, while shouting in a low voice, looking for someone.

As a result, after searching for a long time, I couldn't see anyone. I wondered, "Did the second grandfather left my house and didn't go home?"

He was muttering, and suddenly, an old and hoarse voice burst out from the dark place in front of him, "Oh... who, who?"
Chapter completed!