Chapter 5, Space Appears, Hope Lives.(1/3)
Chapter 5, Space appears, hope arises.
Author: Matcha flavored ice cream
Chapter 5, Space appears, hope arises.
"Xiao Le! Xiao Le!"
I don’t know how much time passed before Yang Xiaole slowly woke up.
At this time, his whole body was soaked through, and there was still a faint feeling of pain in his forehead.
But he knew it was the voice of his mother, Wang Qiuju.
Drowsily, he opened his eyes.
What came into view was Wang Qiuju's rough face with anxious tears.
The noisy sound from before has completely disappeared.
"Lao San, are you okay?"
The eldest brother Yang Xiaogang stretched his head and looked over.
Seeing the other person's face, Yang Xiaole almost couldn't help laughing, but he also felt a little angry.
Because the other person's face was covered with bruises and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at my father and mother, although they are better, they are still slightly injured.
My mother Wang Qiuju’s hair was as messy as a chicken coop.
At this time, the other party was slapping him on the face: "Xiao Le, are you okay? Hey, Xiao Le, Xiao Le, come to your senses! It's broken. This child's soul has been lost. No, I'll go find the mistress to take a look at him.
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After saying that, he looked anxious and stood up.
Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled bitterly and hurriedly said: "It's okay, Mom, I just had a headache just now and didn't react."
Wang Qiuju looked at the big bump on her son's head and cursed: "That bitch in the second family can do this to a child."
As he spoke, he began to comb his hair.
Yang Xiaole shook his head when he saw this. Looking at the messy room, he asked Wang Qiuju in front of him: "Mom, where are the things? Are they still there?"
"Don't worry, son, the things are here! How can we let them take away the things after a loss?"
Wang Qiuju looked disdainful, and then murmured: "Just use that thing to exchange for money, so you can go to school, and the remaining money will be used to buy Dagang a wife."
Completely forgetting how embarrassed he looked.
"Gululu!"
When Wang Qiuju heard her son's stomach growling, she hurriedly said: "Does it still hurt? If it doesn't hurt, get up and eat quickly. I haven't eaten lunch yet! I have to go to work in the afternoon! Hurry up and eat."
Although Yang Xiaole was anxious to see what was going on with the jade carving in his mind.
But now is not the time either.
What if something happens!
And he felt like he was about to faint. This was a condition of hypoglycemia.
Yang Guangzhi remained silent and smoked a dry cigarette dullly beside him.
After getting up, everyone came to the main room.
At this time, there were 4 plates of dishes placed on the table in the main room.
Scrambled eggs, green pepper and sweet potato sticks, fried eggplant, pickles and a bowl of miso.
Yang Xiaomei has already brought all the food back and is waiting for her family to eat.
Everyone came to the table and waited for Wang Qiuju to share the dishes.
Mainly eggs.
One bowl of porridge for each person. Yang Guangzhi, Yang Xiaogang and Wang Qiuju were laborers, and they were given thick porridge because they had to go to work for three afternoons.
Because Yang Xiaole was in poor health, he was given thick food.
As for Yang Xiaomei, Yang Xiaoli and Yang Xiaoxi who don't have to work in the fields, they can only eat something a little thinner.
There is no way, there is not enough food, so we have to divide it like this.
Although the other three people held their tongues, they were used to it and didn't say much.
If he asked, he would be scolded by Wang Qiuju again.
While I was thinking, it was time to separate the eggs.
Wang Qiuju looked at the greedy children and sighed.
The eggs were divided into 6 equal portions, one for each person, but she had none at all, only two pieces of green pepper with a hint of egg crumbs.
"Okay, don't say I'm biased, it's all the same today, that's it!"
Everyone felt happy when they heard this.
Yang Xiaole sighed when he saw this, but now was not the time to be polite, he needed to take good care of himself now.
Because he could feel that the jade carving had stopped absorbing him.
Give him a relaxed feeling.
Wang Qiuju scooped up some miso and pickles and put them into her porridge. She looked at the children and her men eating and smiled happily.
Although we suffered a loss today, with those ten dollars, our family can save some food.
I will be able to get my eldest son a wife next year.
The only thing she is worried about now is her third son's health. If he can't go to school, he won't even be able to get a part-time job in the field.
He sighed and ate his food.
While eating, Yang Xiaole also knew what happened after he fainted.
These people were worried that he had been beaten to death. Seeing that he was still a little angry, they stopped looking for anything and left in a hurry.
Yang Xiaolong from the second family was beaten by him.
Naturally, no one would go to the police for a fight like this, and since it was a family fight, even if they were called, the matter would be settled in the end.
After lunch, Yang Guangzhi took his son and wife to work.
It's not the busy farming season now, the grains have all entered the grain-filling period, so all we need to do is water them. If these things hadn't caused such a fuss today, I could have taken a nap at noon.
After he left, the washing of dishes and pots was naturally left to Yang Xiaomei.
The fourth child, Yang Xiaoxi, and the fifth child, Yang Xiaoli, went out to play.
Yang Xiaole, who was left sick, naturally went back to the house to sleep.
He said he was sleeping, but actually he was anxious to see what was going on in Yushan.
After entering the room, I lay down and put on my clothes, looking at the jade sculpture.
After looking at it for a long time, I still don’t know what this thing is for.
After a while of irritation, he muttered in his mind, "What the hell is this? If only it could be used to hit people like in the novel. I wouldn't suffer a loss today because I couldn't get in. It would be great if I could get in."
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As he was thinking, he suddenly felt a suction force coming from the jade sculpture.
Before he could react, someone had already appeared on a hillside.
Yang Xiaole looked at the hillside and swallowed.
Too familiar.
I've been watching it for twelve years.
He clearly knew that this was the jade mountain in his mind.
The platform of Yushan is not small, with a total area of two to three hundred square meters. Three waste fields are adjacent to the slope of the mountain, which is about three-thirds of the land.
There is a small threshing floor with a dilapidated thatched hut next to it.
There is a well and a hut next to the thatched house.
There is also a peach tree at the far edge. At this time, there are only leaves and no peaches.
There is nothing else.
At this time, the surroundings of Yushan were shrouded in a layer of gray mist, making it difficult to see the situation outside, as if the layer of green light was blocking him at that time.
There are a few branches nearby extending through the thick fog.
Arriving at the edge of the thick fog, he carefully picked up a dead branch nearby and stretched it over.
After a while, I felt like I had hit a wall.
Can't go any further.
To be continued...