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nSu Hua scratched his head and asked in confusion, “Dad, what’s a jinx?”

nSu Sanlang’s face was filled with pain. Tears rolled down his cheeks and fell to the ground. He didn’t answer his son’s question because his heart ached and he couldn’t speak.

nHe was even more afraid to look at his son, afraid that they would be scared and uneasy if they saw him crying. Because he was their mountain that supported them and protected them.

nSu Sanlang quickened his pace. Su Chong and Su Hua quickly forgot to wait for an answer and jogged after him.

nSu Sanmei carried Su Xiaolu and walked very quickly too.

nSu Xiaolu could not sleep. She was afraid that her frail sister would fall and send her flying. Fortunately, although her sister was skinny, her steps were steady.

nAlong the way, many people from the same village came out to take a look, but no one said anything.

nSu Sanlang did not have the time to talk to anyone. The Su family’s old house was at the end of the village, and it was quite a distance away from the exit.

nThe house was behind the village. Behind the house were a few acres of thin land that stretched up to the mountain forest. They were covered in weeds. In the future, this would be the source of food for their family.

nThe roof of the old house was a little broken.

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nThe earthen walls were also broken in many places. There was also moss on the walls, and the wooden door was so rotten that a three- or five-year-old child could have crawled right through it.

nThe only good thing was that the light was bright.

nAround the house, the weeds were thigh-high. The old well was also overgrown with water plants and the water stank.

nThe old house, abandoned for decades, had once again welcomed a new owner.

nThere was melancholy in Madam Zhao’s eyes. Su Sanlang smiled at her and said, “Have a good rest first. You haven’t eaten anything today. Let’s clean up the house tomorrow. I’ll go start the fire to wash the rice and start cooking first. Let’s have a full meal today.”

nMadam Zhao said worriedly, “Sanlang, I’m not hungry. We don’t have much food, and winter is coming. We have to eat sparingly.”

nThe food was distributed well, so Madam Zhao did not want to eat too much.

nHowever, Su Sanlang smoothed Madam Zhao’s hair and said, “Don’t worry. There are many things in the mountains. Our family will definitely be able to live a good life. We have to eat our first meal and start off well. In the future, we will eat our fill every meal.”

nMadam Zhao could not refute him. She could only nod with red eyes. “Okay.”

nWhether they could survive through this winter or not, they were together as a family, alive and dead.

nMadam Zhao was still very weak and could not get out of bed, but she was worried about her family.

nShe heard Su Sanlang calling for Su Sanmei to cook together. She heard Su Sanlang calling Chong and Hua to remove the weeds in the courtyard and let the two sons compete in pulling out the weeds. Whoever won would be able to eat an extra piece of meat tonight.

nThe brothers were competitive and worked hard.

nShe also heard a chicken crowing outside the house.

nSoon the smell of fire rose.

nMadam Zhao looked down at the sleeping Su Xiaolu gently and murmured, “Simei, we can definitely get better, right?”

nThe sun was setting in the west, and the red dusk was stunning. Madam Zhao looked at the light that shone in and thought that it was extremely beautiful.

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nIn that home, the family had lived in the back room, backlit and dim, and they had never seen the glow of dusk.

nHow beautiful.

nAfter dark, Su Sanlang cooked bacon soup and fragrant white rice. He scooped a large bowl of rice for Madam Zhao to eat.

nSupporting Madam Zhao to sit up and eat, Su Sanlang said guiltily, “There are two chickens, one male and one female. The hen hasn’t laid any eggs yet. Otherwise, you would be able to eat eggs. Next year, we’ll have a nest of chickens. When the time comes, I’ll kill two chickens for you to eat.”

nMadam Zhao had just given birth and needed nutrition, but he could not give her anything.

nMadam Zhao smiled and said, “I don’t like to eat chicken. We should keep it and sell it for money to make clothes for all of you. You gave me so much rice. Have you eaten? Do the children have enough to eat?”

nAlthough the days were hard, with Su Sanlang treating her well, her heart was always sweet.

nThe couple smiled at each other.

nAs they spoke, Madam Zhao couldn’t eat anymore. “Go get a bowl. My appetite is small, so how can I eat so much? I’ll share half of it.”

nSu Sanlang’s eyes were red. He choked slightly and said, “Eat. I cooked four bowls of rice. There’s more than enough for all of us to eat. My little girl hasn’t had any milk yet. She must be starving too, and you have to feed two people alone.”

nSu Xiaolu was really obedient. If Doctor Wu had not said that she was fine, Su Sanlang would have thought that the child was not healthy.

nThis child seemed to know what the situation was at home. She woke up a few times and did not cry. She could continue to sleep after changing diapers and drinking some water.

nMadam Zhao did not continue to decline and started eating.

nBut she also pushed Su Sanlang out to eat. He smiled and nodded and went out. Before he left, he said, “Just eat. If you don’t have enough, call me. There’s still plenty in the pot.”

nMadam Zhao nodded with tears in her eyes.

nShe ate carefully, not daring to drop a grain of rice. Everyone in the family had eaten their fill.

nNot long after Madam Zhao finished her meal, she started feeding Su Xiaolu.

nSu Xiaolu was very cooperative. After starving for most of the day, she was finally full.

nAfter the meal, Madam Zhao felt better. Before she went to bed, Su Sanlang brewed medicine for her to drink. Madam Zhao naturally knew that this medicine was not easy to come by, so she drank it all.

nIn the house with two rooms and two beds, the exhausted family fell asleep.

nLate at night, Su Xiaolu placed her hand on Madam Zhao’s lips and continued to feed her spiritual spring water.

nMadam Zhao woke up in a daze and was shocked. She quickly pushed Su Xiaolu away and muttered, “I’m so full tonight. Why am I eating your little hand again?”

nWith that, Madam Zhao got up and changed Su Xiaolu’s diaper. Then, she wrapped her small hands in it and tied her up gently with a cloth rope.

nSu Xiaolu was speechless.

nShe had miscalculated.

nMadam Zhao looked at the obedient Su Xiaolu and couldn’t help but kiss her cheek. “Simei is so obedient.”

nAfter wrapping up her daughter, Madam Zhao fed Su Xiaolu again before she went back to sleep.

nSomehow, she felt comfortable. Her body was not heavy at all.

nThe stuffed Su Xiaolu burped and fell asleep too.

nShe was still a baby, so naturally she slept most of the time.

nWhen dawn came, Su Sanlang rose early to light the fire and cook.

nThere was still a winter to survive through, so today’s meal would not be as good as yesterday’s. In the rice, there were ground golden jade sticks, and the soup had little oil in it.

nSu Xiaolu watched as Madam Zhao ate.

nShe recognized rice. It had a long history. The thing in the rice should be corn. The earliest record of corn in history was in the 34th year of the Jiajing Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty (Gong County Records). It was called jade wheat.

nThese were all ancient people, but she did not know which dynasty it was.

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