Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

    "Why doesn't Xiaobao eat? No appetite?"

    Mu Xing raised his head and saw everyone looking at him worriedly.

    Mu Xing shook his head, shook off those inexplicable thoughts, and raised a smile: "No, it's delicious."

    He said solemnly, "Next time, auntie, don't make it for me alone, Xiaobao will eat with you."

    Seeing that the younger son was fine, Mrs. Zhang calmed down and ignored his words. He only said in a coaxing tone of voice: "Xiaobao is still young, the child must eat well to be fast. Grow up soon. When Xiaobao grows up, he will no longer want to eat rabbit legs. "

    Liar, Sister Jiajia and the others didn't have it when they were kids. Mu Xing said in his heart.

    After saying this, he instantly realized that his thinking just now was really like that of a three-year-old child.

    Mu Xing shivered a little, shook his head again, and got rid of all the strange thoughts.

    Don't think too much, since now you are Mu Xiaobao, then be a good Mu Xiaobao.

    Since the whole family has to open a small stove for themselves, then find a way to make the life at home better, and everyone can eat delicious food.

    The big yellow dog outside the house suddenly barked, followed by footsteps and familiar voices.

    "Mother, Xinglan, I'm back."

    As soon as Mrs. Zhang got up, two people came in from outside, it was Mu Dazhu and his eldest son Mu Jiawang.

    "Look at what good things I brought you." Mu Dazhu carefully took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, opened it, and placed it on the table.

    Mu Jiafeng probed to look and said loudly: "It's braised pork!"

    "It's the rabbit that Xiaobao caught!" Mu Jiajia said first.

    Mu Xing: "…"

    This made him blush, and he explained: "It was the rabbit that he killed."

    However, Mu Dazhu praised loudly as if he couldn't hear his explanation at all: "Wow, that little treasure is really amazing, he can catch a rabbit at such a young age."

    Mu Xing: "…"

    In the evening, Mu Xing was hugged by Zhang and washed his hands and face, put it on the bed, and put a small quilt on his stomach.

    Before Mu Xing slept with her husband and wife, and when she was three years old, she insisted on sleeping with her brothers, even pretending that she was a man.

    Zhang shi was worried and funny. Seeing that Mu Xing insisted, he got up in the middle of the night and peeked a few times, and he just followed his wishes when there was nothing to do.

    In ancient times, there were no nocturnal activities, so the lights should be saved. Basically, everyone went to bed as soon as it was dark.

    Mu Xing lay on the bed thinking with his black eyes open.

    In the first three years, he was young and always sick. The whole family looked at him like eyeballs, and he never even went out.

    But since he turned three years old, Mu Xing can feel that his body is much better than before.

    The heavy sense of powerlessness subsided a lot. After returning to Xiaoxi Village in the previous life, the feeling of enhanced five senses slowly returned.

    At this moment, he could even hear Mu Jiajia shouting in the next room, and Aunt Mu was coaxing her and beating her fan.

    Mu Xing listened to it for a while, and sleepiness came up.

    He thought fascinatedly: Now that he is in better health, he can follow Aniang to the mountains tomorrow to see if there is anything good. I heard that a few years ago, someone in the village dug up an old ginseng in the mountains, and bought a house in the town and moved there.

    The next day, Mu Xing was woken up by Mrs. Zhang, rubbed his eyes, dressed himself, and put a warm handkerchief in his hands.

    In this weather, everyone else in the family is scooping cold water from the water tank to greet them on their faces. Only Mu Xing, Mr. Zhang would boil a little hot water for him to wash his face when making breakfast.

    Mu Xing finished his shower and almost finished his meal.

    His routine is a bowl of white porridge that is easy to digest. The others are very hungry, and the side dishes are pickles that Zhang's own pickled.

    Mu Xing listened to Mu Dazhu and Mrs. Zhang chatting about things in the fields, nothing more than that the harvest was not good, the taxes were high, and the farmers were having a hard time.

    After he drank half a bowl of porridge, he asked, "Are you going to the mountains today?"

    Mu Dazhu said: "Go."

    Generally, Mr. Zhang digs wild vegetables and fruits outside the mountains, gathers some firewood, and then cuts some grass to feed the most valuable old hens in the family.

    Mu Dazhu and a few young men from the village went to the deep mountains to see if they were lucky enough to hunt some good things and sell some money to subsidize the family.

    Mu Jiawang and the others will go out with Mrs. Zhang if they have nothing to do, so they can help a little bit.

    Mu Xing said: "I also want to go with A-Niang."

    He knew that the place where Mu Dazhu and the others went was too dangerous for him, but there was no problem with the place where Mrs Zhang went.

     Mrs. Zhang really refused: "Xiaobao is still young, wait until she is older and go with A-Niang."

    Mu Xing knew that the usual way was useless.

    He spurned himself in his heart, abandoned his shame, and raised his head again, his big eyes flashed with water, and he looked very aggrieved: "But the third brother said that he is as big as me At that time, I would have already run around the mountains with bare buttocks."

    Mu Jiafeng: ? ? ?

    He looked at his younger brother suspiciously, thinking in his heart, did I say such a thing?

    Before he could understand, the sharp eyes of his mother had already swept over, and Mu Jiafeng only felt a chill on his body.

    Done!

    Zhang Shi gave the monkey a fierce look, and when he looked at Mu Xing again, his tone was much softer: "Xiaobao, don't imitate your third brother, he has been beaten since he was a child."

    Mu Jiafeng: “…”

    Mu Xing didn't speak, just stared at Zhang shi.

    Such a well-behaved child stares at you so eagerly, who can stand it?

    In short, Mr. Zhang couldn't stand it.

    Thinking that the mountain is cooler than home, she compromised: "Okay, after dinner, you can go with A-Niang, first of all, don't run around, if you are tired and uncomfortable, you must Tell my mother, don't hold on."

    Mu Xing nodded quickly.

      Very cute, sad because this child can't wait so much, because of his health, he didn't even take a few steps out of the door.

    Mu Xing followed Zhang and three brothers and sisters into the mountain.

    He started out with the mentality of seeing if he could find something good, but this kind of thinking is just like when modern people buy lottery tickets, they always think about winning the lottery.

    I had the mentality of winning the lottery, but I didn't have much expectation.

    But at this moment, he looked at the bright red flower in front of him and fell silent.

    He lived alone in his last life, raised many flowers and plants, and knew a lot about plants.

    This is the flower of ginseng, right?