Chapter 4 Nine pounds (1)

"boom----"

A gust of cold wind blew open the outer door, making a huge noise. The cold wind blew in a few snowflakes, and Mu Caiwei shivered.

"It's so cold!"

When Fei'er saw her, she immediately got up and got off the kang. She pulled on her shoes and said, "Wen'er, let's go with my second sister to collect firewood."

"Um."

Wen'er responded and was about to get off the kang. Suddenly she turned back as if she had thought of something. She walked to the quilt at the end of the kang, took out a quilt and placed it on Mu Caiwei's quilt, coaxing her child. Mu Caiwei said: "Eldest sister, you lay down a quilt first. When the second sister and I come back from collecting firewood, the cold will stop at home."

Mu Caiwei felt warm in her heart, reached out and pinched Wen'er's yellow and thin face, stood up and said, "Sister, I'm going with you!"

"That's not possible. The eldest sister's body has not recovered yet and she cannot get off the ground." Wen'er put a pair of small hands on Mu Caiwei's raised shoulders and gave a few instructions like a little adult before getting off the fire bed.

Du closed the door and said uneasily: "Now that the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, the wild beasts in the mountains can't find food, so they all wander around Zhuangzi. Today at the market, someone said that a hunter in Zhoujiatun was attacked by a wild boar and gnawed it. All that's left is the skeleton. Be careful and don't go far away, just pick some up around the village."

Fei'er and Wu'er agreed, found the wicker flower baskets for collecting firewood from outside, and hurriedly opened the door and walked outside.

"Hey, Sister Fei, are you taking Brother Wen to collect firewood?"

At the door, Aunt Zhou was holding a basket, blocking the little brother's way out.

This week, my aunt is a migrant from Mujia Village, and her family makes a living by hunting. Because Mujia Village is close to the mountains, it is convenient for hunting, so the couple moved their family to Mujia Village as soon as they worked together.

Although the villagers in Mujia Village do not reject outsiders, each family has its own homestead. Therefore, outsiders, or those who were expelled from their families like Mu Zhongqing, could only build houses on the ownerless land near the village. Aunt Zhou's house was also built at the west end of the village, not far from Mu Caiwei's house. .

On weekdays, when the men in the family are not at home, Aunt Zhou feels bored alone, so she always falls in love with the nearby Mu family. Du is gentle and easy-going, and is very attuned to Aunt Zhou's thoughts. The two of them have become familiar with each other as they go back and forth. Very good.

"Sister Zhou, why are you so free today?" Mrs. Du came out from the inner room when she heard Aunt Zhou's voice.

Aunt Zhou pulled Fei'er and Wen'er and walked into the house. She said angrily: "When will I not be free? I'm almost idle. It's not like you, a noble man, are busy with things and have to go to the market." Selling hair, and rushing to provide pension money to two immortal people."

Hearing this, Mrs. Du lowered her head, touched her head wrapped in a veil unnaturally, and whispered, "You know everything?"

"Hmph! Selling hair is such a big deal, how can you hide it from others? It's me, from all the villages in the world, who doesn't know, who doesn't know, and everyone is talking about it?"

"Well…."

Hearing that she was being discussed, Du Shi's face was covered with a layer of shame, and she said calmly: "I can't help it!"

Aunt Zhou stuffed the basket into Du Shi's arms angrily and said, "You have no choice but to come to me? Do you regard me as a sister? Besides, how can you cut off your body and skin and receive it from your parents?" What's the point of selling your hair? How difficult is it to make it worth selling your hair? Tell me honestly, are these two old immortals forcing you again?"

Du Shi whispered: "It's not all because of them. Weier fainted from hunger last night. I thought that my hair can grow back anyway. We are not a pretty girl who has not left the court. Why does he care about his shame? Why not cut it off?" The first thing to do when selling was to deal with emergencies, so I rushed to the market early in the morning to sell..."