With the accurate letter here, Lin Ying ran to Yifeng to ask him for credit, "Why are you thanking me?"

Yifeng thought for a while, "I'll give you a bunny to eat until winter."

“Not rare.”

"What do you want?"

"I want you to promise me that you will no longer be so impatient in the future, and don't say anything you want to come forward at any time. You have to use this place. Is this a paste?" She criticized with her little head.

Yifeng nodded obediently and was taught, "I will definitely use my brain well in the future."

No matter how anxious you are, you have to wait patiently. Lin Xianliang reported it back. "Your second aunt's brother, the one who drove the ox cart to pick up the person. After going back to settle down, the father and son both feed the cows and live next to the cowshed."

Lin Ying twitched when she heard about living in the cowshed, "Can people live in that place? It's okay to have flies in summer!"

"Why can't you live there? Besides, it's not like the cowshed beside the cowshed. This job is already a very light and cheap job." That is, the villagers in the mountains are simple and no one competes with them. You should know that when the food is light and cheap, you can get less.

Lin Ying was relieved when she heard this and muttered in a low voice, "I don't know if they have enough rations."

"I heard that I brought a lot of them. It has not snowed yet and the ground has not frozen. I am in the mountains again. I can't starve to death with diligence."

Hearing that he brought food rations and someone took care of the production team, his life was relatively light. Yifeng felt relieved and began to worry about why his master hadn't come back yet. "After so long, I don't know if his master has sent the person safely?"

He muttered again: "If I had known it would be so smooth, I would have brought my grandpa and the others over, so I would not have let them leave." It would be better for the family to be together.

Lin Ying rolled her eyes: "It's better to leave. Do you know what will happen in the future? Leave early and be safe."

Less than a week after saying this, Mr. Wu came back in turmoil.

Yifeng's speed was faster than a hundred-meter-long meter athlete. As soon as he heard someone tell him that he saw Mr. Wu enter the house, he ran towards his house. Just as Mr. Wu put down his bag and was about to clean the house, he had already rushed in, "Master, you're back."

When Mr. Wu saw his face, he smiled and said, "Yifeng, are you anxious? Don't worry, Master is fine, those two are fine."

This is what Li Yifeng wants to know the most. He grinned when he heard it was fine, "Master, why have you been there for so long? Did the road go smoothly? Have you seen them go out?"

The master is cautious, and he is so smart that he doesn't mention words like "Grandma and Big Brother".

"It's pretty smooth. Okay, don't ask for specifics. Just know that they are all safe." Old Wu answered him correctly with two simple words and praised him with a smile: "I asked after I arrived at the provincial capital and found out that you brought the old man and the others to Ninghe? Good boy, good looks."

Yifeng was surprised, "Master, who did you ask? Not many people know about this!"

"Silly boy. Cats have cats, rats have rats, and it's hard for the master to come forward to help him, but the master still has many friends with comrades and friends, so it's okay to inquire about the news." After another sentence from Wu, he asked him: "Have they arranged to go to the production team in the mountains?"

"Yes, I said it was a mistake, but it has been resolved. Erying looked for his father," Yifeng explained: "Their family used to live there, Erying's grandfather's house, second uncle and uncle's house both lived there. Erying's second aunt's family is Da Xiangzi's... It's been quite smooth anyway."

Master Wu said happily: "It's good if it's going well, it's good if it's going well."

He didn't tell Yifeng, nor did he tell anyone. In fact, before he came back, he inquired about the place and went over, and secretly met the two of them before he came back. He wanted to tell them about Yang Limei and her son, so that they would not be worried all the time.

When Li Dongze heard the words left by his son, "Let my grandfather and father live well, I will come back to see them." He cried like a child, but after crying, he became much better and had a thought in his heart, that he must meet his wife and son alive.

Mr. Li sighed. He left a way out there at that time and entrusted all of them to his old friends. I hope they can live a good life!

Just one sentence to Yifeng: "Please beware of him and don't let him run here, just pretend we don't know each other. Tell him that we are good and don't worry about it."

Mr. Wu patted Yifeng on the shoulder, "He's grown up!"

In fact, it has only been a year since he became a disciple, and he sighed that this was because of his major events he had done repeatedly.

Yifeng smiled embarrassedly, and Old Wu then stuffed a broom into his arms, "Okay, silly boy, I've finished speaking. Hurry up and help me clean the house. It's been so long since people lived in the house."

Li Yifeng actually wanted to know the specific situation of Brother Maolin and others, and he wanted to talk to his master about his grandfather, but when his master was like this, he knew that he didn't want to mention these things again. Thinking about Erying's warning, he swallowed his words into his stomach. Forget it, since he didn't want to mention it, then he should take it as nothing!

After the two of them cleaned up the house, Li Yifeng saw that there seemed to be no food at home, so he said, "Master, I'll go back and get a few sweet potatoes and steam them and eat them."

Mr. Wu said happily: "What? Are you afraid I'm hungry? Don't worry, I brought the food back." Not only did he bring back some corn flour and sorghum rice noodles, but he also secretly left some for Mr. Li.

He opened the bag he brought back, and it turned out to be two small bags of corn flour, sorghum rice flour, a small bag of white flour, and a small bag of millet seeds.

"Look, Master has food. You kid will eat here today. Master will post cakes and pickles to eat."

Li Yifeng responded, "Okay" and ran away.

Mr. Wu wondered, "What did this kid run away? I'm afraid he'll get poor?"

He took a bucket to fetch water. During this time, Li Yifeng came back and carried a bag with some fresh radish, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and some dried vegetables.

Mr. Wu fucked the water and watched him raise the fire, and then looked at the dishes and couldn't help but laugh, "Silly boy, there are dishes in the master's cellar."

Li Yifeng said happily: "This is my filial piety to my master."

While cooking, Mr. Wu was chatting with him, "Yifeng, you should just take this as the old man. You must not come forward unless you have to. There is a master. In the future, after two or three months, I will go over and take a look. Master knows the place and knows which road is not to be fooled..."

Li Yifeng did not object. Whether it was grandpa, master, or Erying, their original intention was actually for his own good.

He understands it all.

I also appreciate this love.

However, he studied more seriously, practiced martial arts more hard, and worked harder.

If you have the ability one day earlier, you can help your grandfather one day earlier and repay your hearts with Master and Erying.

And this winter is destined to not stop.

From time to time, some people who escaped from famine were among the old and young, all hungry, with yellow faces and thin legs, but their stomachs were very big, and they looked very pitiful.

I have heard that the Northeast is vast and sparsely populated. As long as you are diligent, you will not starve to death. Not only in the Northeast, but also in Liaodong, there are also people who come to the border.

Lin Ying heard that the sauce cubes that had just been made at grandpa’s house were only snatched by someone when he was at home. Grandma chased him out and wanted to scold him, but was stopped by grandpa who came back. Seeing that the man’s belly was bulging, she sighed "poor" and asked grandma to take him two more bran and vegetable dumplings.

"Who has no trouble? Think about our big girl. If it weren't for the kind-hearted person's stuttering, he would have starved to death."

Grandma sighed after hearing this, turned around and took a few chaff and vegetable dumplings and stuffed them to the man, "Don't eat it in one go, be careful to hold on."

There is also a widow in the village who married a widow with children from Guanli.

The people living in Wang Huiyan's family, Damin's family, rented a house in the village and moved out. Jingshan was alone and discussed with Dashan to join them with their brothers.

Only Aunt Lin's family seemed to have decided to make up for them, not only did they not mention the move, but even when Lin Xianliang mentioned this, Aunt Lin patted her thigh and cried, as if they had been bullied.

Often at this time, Mr. Lin squatted in the corner, smoking his cigarette puff, hanging his head, sighing, and looking pitiful.

Wang Huiyan can't be a shrew, and Lin Xianliang is also an honest person. The couple has no choice but to use such a big brother and sister-in-law.

I had to let them live in their own home.

Lin Ying was just unhappy, but she was a little weak, so Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin ignored her at all.

Jingguo didn't dare to be rude to his elders, so he had to expose his anger on Jingcai. He was originally a good little brother, because he was a little unhappy about this.

Of course, the one who made a fuss was Jingguo, and Jingcai didn't say a word.

What can he do? He and his sister were embarrassed. They had already secretly mentioned to their parents that they moved out several times. "Brother Damin and Brother Jingshan have moved out. We are really embarrassed to stay at my third uncle's house."

Aunt Lin rolled her eyes, "What is your relationship with your brother Damin and your third uncle's family? What is our relationship? Your father is his biological brother. If he dares to chase him out, can he drown even if he spits out, do you believe?"

Otherwise, when Wang Huiyan gave birth to a little girl and moved out, Lin Xianliang took the initiative to explain the reason to his neighbors, and Lin Guilan's reputation was not good among neighbors.

Lin Mi begged in a low voice: "Mom, now my dad and I are making money, so we can't afford to rent a house, so let's go out."

"Bah, you only earn that little money, but you can't keep up with what your father had earned alone. If you rent a house, what else can we have left? You guys go and drink the northwest wind?"

Lin Sui said quickly, "You can't eat my third uncle and drink my third uncle's. You are not his parents. My grandparents didn't say they came to eat my third uncle's house."

Aunt Lin cursed, "Why did you turn your elbow out? When did we eat your third uncle? Which eye did you see? We brought back this food, and what did your grandparents give us. What does it have to do with him?"

In addition, when they came back, the second son and his family were not in trouble, but the eldest son was a filial son and would send money and grain every month.

She didn't pay the rent, she didn't take any advantage.

So she lived in peace.

He scolded her again: "Don't be crazy outside with Erying, that crazy girl. If you have nothing to do, go up the mountain to help your third brother pick up firewood."

Lin Sui pouted, "Mom, just be unreasonable!" She ran out of the house before Aunt Lin reached out to hit her. "Erying, let's go out for fun."

Lin Ying came out of the east room, smiled and went out with her, and asked, "What are you talking about in the room again? I heard the aunt scold you."

Lin Sui curled her lips, "Will my mother not scold me one day? My sister and my brother discussed with her to move out, and she said we would have to drink the northwest wind when we moved out." She sighed in annoyance, "My mother is really, alas, I'm embarrassed to play with you."

Lin Ying laughed, "It has nothing to do with you, don't get involved with your child."

Lin Sui glanced at her, "It seems like you are bigger than me. Hello, don't forget, you are younger than me."

Lin Ying said carelessly, "I forgot, I always thought I was older than you."

The little sister went out to play with a joke, but Lin Mi and Jingcai couldn't understand their mother. Seeing that their father didn't say a word, they had no choice but to go out to the mountain to pick up firewood.

Jing Cai said to his sister irritably: "Jingguo doesn't pay much attention to me anymore. Why is our mother like this? It's really hard to understand."

What do you don’t understand? It’s just that you want to take advantage!

It was just his own mother, and Lin Mi could only think about this in her heart, "Forget it, let's help me pick up some firewood to do some work."

The two big ones who have opinions are not only Jing Guo and Lin Ying, but they can’t say that they have ideas, but the mistress is unhappy.

He was not unhappy because his family moved in, and his children couldn't think of those. He was unhappy because the food at home was declining again and again. Now he has eaten porridge with dried vegetables and leaves.

The two families live together and eat their own food.

But Lin Ying could not take out any more grains. The food on the noodles was almost the same. After the dishes such as potatoes, sweet potatoes, radishes were divided, there were not much left. He often had to help the big people and the others. Wang Huiyan washed the dried wild vegetables and dried kohlrabi leaves he picked, soaked them, and chopped them into corn flour porridge.

In fact, when the original owner was there, he often ate this at home.
To be continued...