There is a treasure in the 60's family [MTL]

Chapter 9 Materials

"Zhuzhu, give." , Song Zhizhong took Song Baozhu to the bottom of the mountain, and told her to stand still and not move, and jump to a tree like a monkey and take out a few bird eggs. 

He took out a lighter from his trouser pocket and got it out of nowhere, and he was extremely skilled at lighting the fire and baking eggs.

Three bird eggs, he peeled them all and gave them to Song Baozhu, and he swallowed his saliva and turned his head. In the past few days, in order to save food, he has not eaten enough. 

The rest of the village is also trying to save food rations, and everyone can only eat half full, which causes the children to swarm everywhere in search of food, whether it is the wild fruits in the mountains, the eggs on the trees, and even the small fish and shrimp in the river.

Finding these three eggs made Song Zhizhong very happy.

"Fifth brother, give it to you." Although Song Baozhu's rice has changed from full white rice to cornmeal and 100 rice mixture, she can at least eat enough, and she is not particularly hungry for these bird eggs. 

She ate one by herself, and the remaining two were fed into Song Zhizhong's mouth.

Song Zhizhong was busy spit it out, but Song Baozhu covered his mouth: "Fifth brother, you eat."

"Well, okay, okay, I'll eat." , Song Zhizhong swallowed the two bird eggs at this time, and smacked his lips unfinished at the end.

"Baozhu, let's go home." , I guessed that I couldn't find anything else, so Song Zhizhong stood up and wanted to carry Song Baozhu home.

Song Baozhu shook his head: "Fifth brother, I still have to find something."

"What are you looking for? Tell me, I'll help you find it. Just now when he was baking bird eggs, Song Baozhu bent over and muttered on the ground, he thought Song Baozhu was playing with ants and didn't care.

"Leaves, Lingzi flowers, ground black grass...", Song Baozhu counted a large string with his fingers.

The general secretary didn't ask Song Baozhu what he was looking for these, he touched the back of his head and bent down to find it, whatever it was for, my sister said that if you want to find it, anyway, it's all wild grass and wild fruits, just be happy.

The brothers of the Song family often run around the mountains, and the efficiency of finding them is much higher than that of Song Baozhu, and after a while, Song Zhizhong asked Song Baozhu to find a seven, seven, eight, eight.

"Zhuzhu, the others have been found, the Lingzi flower is on the cliff, I'll pick it for you later, but what is the black grass?" He had never heard of such a thing.

Song Baozhu hurriedly painted: "It's such a long grass that grows under the ground, black and black."

Song Zhizhong shook his head: "I haven't seen it, I've long run out of this mountain, and I've never seen the grass you said."

Song Baozhu is in a hurry now, the main ingredient for making the liquid medicine that kills the pentapods is ground black grass, what if there is no one?

"Host, I scanned it, and there is indeed no black grass in Xiangfu Village." The system speaks.

Song Baozhu was so anxious that he stomped his feet: "Then what should I do, if I can't make the medicinal liquid, my parents, and my brothers will starve." 

The system is just a tool to assist learning, it will only let Song Baozhu learn the things of the database according to the program, seeing that Song Baozhu is in a hurry, it itself is also anxious in the depths of the space like an ant on a hot pot.

Seeing that Song Baozhu was so anxious that her little face turned red, Song Zhizhong hurriedly coaxed her: "There is no black grass brother to find you something else, what is so interesting about the black and black grass, Zhuzhu, do you like this, how beautiful this fruit is red." He casually knitted a wreath and put it on Song Baozhu's head.

Red fruits and yellow flowers, lining Song Baozhu like a mountain elf.

Song Zhi couldn't stop admiring: "My sister is really a fairy." He happily carried Song Baozhu to his home.

Song Baozhu, who was climbing his arm, was cowardly, usually she liked to hear everyone praise her, but now she can't make insecticide liquid, and her family and people in the village and so many friends will be hungry. 

She quietly wiped away her tears, and suddenly said to the system: "System, when I go back, I will learn all the knowledge of pentapods again, and I will definitely find a way to kill pentapods." 

The system hurriedly encouraged her: "The right host, there are always more ways than difficulties, although Curry only collected this one way to kill pentapods, it doesn't mean that there is only this one." The host is so smart that it must have thought of something else.

Song Baozhu nodded firmly: Yes, she is so smart, she must be able to.

After Song Zhizhong sent Song Baozhu home, Song Baozhu said that he would sleep for a while. Song Zhizhong agreed, the sun was so big outside, although he was carrying Song Baozhu on his back, he still dried the beads, and he looked for grass for so long, how tired. "Okay, you go to sleep for a while, the fifth brother will close the door for you, don't run around at home when you wake up and wait for us to come back, okay?"

Song Baozhu grinned, revealing a neat mouthful of millet teeth and nodded obediently.

As soon as Song Zhizhong left, she immediately closed her eyes and entered the study space.

When the Song family returned, it was already evening, and Song Baozhu had been in the study space for more than 50 hours.

"Where's the orb?" , Wang Guifang didn't see Song Baozhu busy looking for her when she entered the door, and only found her lying on the bed sleeping after entering the house.

Wang Guifang sighed in her heart, the fifth child went to the field at noon and said that Baozhu was going to take a nap, why was he still sleeping when it was getting dark? Don't get sick, do you? She patted Song Baozhu gently: "Baozhu, Baozhu, good Bao, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Song Baozhu read all the materials several times in the learning space, and she didn't let go of the corners and corners, and after reading it, her little brain suddenly had a bright light, and she really thought of a way, so she started experimenting in the space.

When Wang Guifang called her, her experiment had just been finished.

"Mom?" Song Baozhu blinked his eyes wide, and suddenly hugged Wang Guifang: "Mom, I know how to kill those pests, and you and your father and brothers won't be hungry."

Wang Guifang thought that she had just dreamed, and at this time she couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality. 

The atmosphere at home in the past few days must have affected the child, she is still so young, so sensible that she wants to solve the difficulties for her family. 

Wang Guifang caressed Song Baozhu's back with pity, "Okay, mom wait for Zhuzhu to kill those nasty insects."

Wang Guifang carried Song Baozhu out of the house. Since Wang Guifang spoke that day, the Song family has never had dinner, and now they are all sitting in the courtyard and are silent.

Today there are a lot more bugs, and the crops are crawling everywhere. Now the insects have gnawed not only the roots, but also most of the leaves, and in two days, the crops should be gnawed away.

The situation is getting more and more severe, the famine is just around the corner, how can Song Dezhu and the five brothers of the Song family hug Song Baozhu when they go home before, and they are not in the mood at this time.

"Daddy, I can kill bugs." Song Baozhu slipped off Wang Guifang's body, stuffed himself into Song Dezhu's arms, and touched Song Dezhu's tightly frowning brows with his little hand, but he couldn't erase it.

Song Dezhu only thought she was talking about a child, and hugged her to her lap, "Okay, Dad is waiting for Zhuzhu to kill insects." 

If the famine really comes, how should such a well-behaved child live, if it was because Wang Guifang desperately wanted a daughter, so he loved the house and Wu, then now, Song Dezhu completely regarded Song Baozhu as a treasure of his heart, as long as he thought that Baozhu like glutinous rice dumplings would also be hungry, his heart hurt like a big hole.

At this time, the village radio suddenly sounded, and the whole village went to the threshing floor for a meeting.