Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife

Nanzhi didn't care about the mud on the dog's clothes, and excitedly hugged him into her arms.

Dog, there is food.

The dog looked at the thorn-covered thing in his mother's hand with a blank look on his face.

Are you hungry? How to eat this thing?

He looked at the strange things falling everywhere on the ground, and picked one up. He felt the pain in his palm when he held it in his hand.

Dog, this is called chestnut. Nanzhi said, placing a thorny ball on the ground and hitting it with the back of a knife. Several smooth chestnuts rolled out of it. It tastes sweet, crispy when eaten raw, and glutinous when cooked. It can be used as food.

The dog blinked. He had eaten this little naked fruit before. Grandpa Zheng gave him a few last year. It was more delicious than sweet potatoes.

Knowing that this thing was edible, the dog quickly started picking up the thorn balls on the ground, which made Nanzhi feel a little distressed.

Dog, be good. Grandma will smash the thorn balls, and the dog will pick up the chestnuts, okay?

The dog paused for a moment, as if thinking about whether it would be faster. After a few seconds, he nodded: Okay.

This area is full of wild chestnut trees, which are very large. Nanzhi smiles in her heart when she sees them. Although the wild chestnut trees are smaller, they are more suitable for their current situation than Granny Ding anyway.

Chestnuts can be used as a staple food and can be stored for a long time.

One big and one small picked up chestnuts silently, and waited until the sun was about to set in Nanzhi before they stopped.

I smashed a few thorn balls and cracked open the chestnut shells with a hatchet. I followed the dog and ate some to fill their stomachs before sitting down to rest.

I looked at the more than 30 kilograms of chestnut branches in the basket, dug some granola dices and put them on top to cover them. After thinking about it, I pulled some dead branches and spread them on top.

After making sure that the chestnuts were well hidden, I led the dog down the mountain again.

The two of them walked a little slowly on their way home after a busy afternoon, especially Nanzhi who felt a burning pain in her shoulders while carrying a backpack weighing more than 40 kilograms.

The original body was too thin, and the rope might have worn out the skin when pressed against the bones.

It was already dark when the two returned to the village, and they didn't meet many people along the way.

I only met Wu when I came home.

Seeing the two women carrying the baskets on their backs, Wu was a little suspicious. The baskets seemed a bit heavy and she didn't know what was in them.

Nanzhi didn't pay attention to her when she passed by, and just led the dog home, pretending not to see her.

Bah, what do I think? She hides a little bit of mother-in-law like that, who cares? Looking at Nanzhi and the dog walking away, Wu spat in a low voice.

She thought she was looking for something good, but it turned out to be some Yanbu Laji mother-in-law, and they were hidden tightly with branches.

He snorted coldly before turning back to the yard.

After entering the courtyard gate, Nanzhi quickly locked the door and followed the dog into the room carefully.

She didn't plan to put these chestnuts in the kitchen, she had to hide them in the house.

More than 30 kilograms of chestnuts were spread on the ground, and the dog's mouth almost reached to his ears. With so many chestnuts, grandma would not faint again.

Finally, after hearing the dog's stomach growling a few times, Nanzhi came to his senses and went to cook.

When it comes to cooking, it just means boiling two sweet potatoes and then mixing them with a bowl of diced pork.

After telling the dog to stay in the house, Nanzhi grabbed another handful of chestnuts before going to the kitchen.

There were two smaller sweet potatoes left, and she was afraid that the dogs wouldn't be full.

After the sweet potatoes and chestnuts were cooked, Nanzhi cooked a bowl of washed mother-in-law cubes, drained the water, sprinkled with a little salt and soybean oil, and mixed it well to make a dish.

She also wanted to eat hot stir-fry, but now there was only the bottom of a bowl of oil left at home.

With the chestnuts and cold Popo Ding, the dog was even happier than at noon. Perhaps it was because this body had not eaten anything else for a long time. The slightly salty Po Po Ding made Nanzhi very satisfied.

After dinner, the two of them drank a bowl of sweet water boiled with sweet potatoes before washing up and going to bed.

Nanzhi took the dog out early the next morning. She wanted to take advantage of the moment to pick up more chestnuts and put them back.

There were a lot of wild chestnut trees on the mountain, and she and the dog would definitely not be able to swallow so much. It was better to tell Li Zheng and let other people in the village get some as food.

But she had to save enough money for her and the dog first.

Because he was going into the mountains, Nanzhi let the dog wear yesterday's dirty clothes.

It was still early, and the two of them didn't feel too hot while walking. Finally, when they reached the chestnut tree, they were sweating again.

Nanzhi wiped the sweat from the dog's face and sighed.

The weather is really hot now, and it's better on the mountain, with the shade of trees. I'm afraid if I don't wipe myself down, I'll get muddy balls.

She also wanted to take a bath, but the water output from the well at home was no longer what it used to be. Even the small river outside the village had lost most of its water level because it diverted water to the fields.

Last night she resisted the urge to take a shower.

Now feeling the stickiness on her neck, she collapsed.

But compared to being clean, staying alive was more important. After a moment of daze, she started the mechanical action of smashing the spiked ball again.

The dog still picked up the chestnuts obediently as usual, and would chat with Nanzhi from time to time, telling him what he dreamed about last night and what he had just seen. Looking at the dog who kept talking with his small mouth, Nanzhi suddenly had an idea. flash.

She seemed to know why she felt something was wrong yesterday.

Thinking about it, she tentatively touched the mud on the ground. It was not as dry as on the mountain to the west of the village, but was slightly moist.

Compared to the area outside Dongshan, the soil here is obviously wetter.

Many of the trees on the west side of the mountain have been sunburned to the point of death. When she entered the mountain yesterday, she felt that the trees on the east side were growing more vigorously. Although the difference in the outer perimeter was not too big, but in general, As we walked further in, it was obvious that the plants were growing more.

Could it be that there is a water source somewhere?

With this conjecture, Nanzhi felt that her heart was beating hard, as if it was about to burst out.

But she didn't say anything and continued to knock the thorn ball. The weather hadn't warmed up yet. After loading the chestnuts, she would take the dog to look for water.

Thinking about something in her mind, Nanzhi's movements obviously sped up. In less than two hours, he filled the backpack completely, leaving only some space for the mother-in-law.

I put the backpack on the south branch under the tree and prepared to take the dog around. Maybe she would be able to find water.

After wandering around for a long time, Nanzhi still found nothing, only some purslane.

Looking at the wild vegetable Nanzhi in my hand, I sighed in my heart. Purslane is cold in nature, so the dogs definitely can't eat it now. I'm afraid I can't eat more due to my current body condition, and the purslane salad requires a lot of minced garlic. I think of the small vegetable field at home. Not even a blade of grass grew, and Nanzhi's stomach filled with sour water.

I patted the dust on my body and was about to call the dog away, but I saw him digging in the soil with his little butt stuck out.

Dog, what are you digging for? Nanzhi asked.

The dog's little hands were stained with black soil, and he grabbed a mushroom and shouted: Mom, there are mushrooms here.

mushroom?

Nanzhi's head is full of questions. Can mushrooms still grow here after a drought for more than half a year?

When she stepped forward and took the mushroom from the dog's hand, Nanzhi blinked, was this a straw mushroom?

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