Chapter 1034 Want a willful pornographic maid

All in all, the most basic and essential daily necessities should be ready now.

Looking at the basket of things carried on my father's back, my mother's eyes were obviously secretly amused, as if to say, wow, where did these scavengers come from? It's a good harvest today.

But... damn, this guy, doesn't he forget to tease me with his eyes at this time? But I can't help it. As far as the current situation is concerned, my current image is indeed not much different from that of a scavenger.

He has a thin and strong body, some malnourished stubble on his wrinkled face, his hair that has barely been combed is disheveled, and his bangs slightly touch his eyes, revealing the shrewd eyes unique to the poor, with dry eyes.

Lips always seem to be hungry for food and gold coins.

It has to be said that Moon Wolf's illusion skills are very good. After repeated revisions, he has sketched out the image of a middle-aged uncle who is the most common among the poor class.

Then, there is the classic big basket on the back. After a lot of hard work, it was finally filled with things, including a water jar bought from a dirty old man. It is said to be his proud work, but this

It is crooked and twisted, and looks like a stunted jujube. It makes people wonder whether it can stand upright safely on flat ground. And the large number of cracks on the surface are said to be specially made patterns. No matter how I look at such a jug, it looks weird.

It's like a super failed creation where a child just randomly kneads clay and throws it into the kiln.

Every time my eyes fall on the jug, I will unconsciously have a thought in my heart: If "the poor and miserable life of an unlucky man" were to be expressed in a physical object using surrealist artistic techniques, it would probably be something like this jug.

In a certain sense, if the shape is given to the elves, it may indeed attract the attention of some idiot artist with a unique vision and buy it for a big price.

It's a pity that the reason we bought it was not because of art, but because it was cheap, because this water jug ​​is the cheapest one and it's big enough. The most important thing is that even though there are many cracks on the surface like nerves and blood vessels on a person's body,

But no matter what, it won't leak. Perhaps this is another amazing piece of art.

Then there are three large bowls, bought at the same place. Although I have repeatedly stated that even if you find a stone of suitable size and dig a hole in it, the bowls made seem to be better than these, but as long as

With five more silver coins, I can buy one and get three free, so forget it.

Then there are quilts. This item is an extremely important property for a poor family. With a good one, at least you don’t have to freeze when you sleep. For this reason, my mother just bought a new one——

The truth is that this guy has a mysophobia and refuses to buy anything that has been used by others.

Because of this, the money bag, which was originally no bigger than a fist, immediately deflated as if there was only a layer of air left, making the money to buy pots and spoons very tight. Unfortunately, there are almost no trees in the Demon Fortress. Otherwise,

In fact, you can make a lot of them yourself. Don't look at me like this. At least I can cut out a flat stool without any problems.

Then it was time to buy food. The father and mother had a premonition that there would be another war. Their faces were wrinkled in a serious way, as if they were dead soldiers about to embark on the battlefield. With such momentum, they were not as good as the next market.

How should I put it? As expected, it is full of mistakes that I have never seen before. Hey, what is that thing? It's made of mice strung up with branches...mouse? Uh-huh.

Do we have to eat these things? My mother was trembling, but my father was calm and proudly told his mother in a low voice that he had eaten similar things when he was practicing in the cave environment, but he was isolated by his mother.

On the simple wooden stalls, there are various wild vegetables, or some plant roots of unknown origin. As for meat, in addition to mouse meat, you can also recognize some bugs and the like. Anyway, just look at the appearance.

Even though meat is hard to arouse appetite, it is sought after by many poor people because of its low price.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing, here, here."

Xiao Heitan waved his hand not far away, and his mother's heart beat violently. Then she lowered her head and silently prayed for something. She probably hoped that Xiao Heitan's taste would not be too special. It was agreed at the beginning that except for appearance, everything else

It has to be real, that is to say, whatever Xiao Heitan eats, the two of us have to eat accordingly.

By the way, this proposal was put forward by my mother herself. She has tasted what it means to be trapped in a cocoon, huh.

He walked over and saw that Xiao Heitan was haggling with a thin businessman with a yellow face. The goal of the two of them was to put it in the bag... Well, it's hard to describe. It has the same shape as feed, and the color ranges between

Something between brown and black.

Finally, Xiao Heitan's bargaining skills were successfully used, and with the last silver coin, we bought a small bag of about four or five kilograms of black feed (?).

After getting the last food, Xiao Heitan's expression became alert, and he always intentionally or unintentionally protected the bag I was carrying behind him. Especially when he was walking through the crowd, he was extremely nervous. We found that,

She wasn't being overly sensitive by doing this,

Along the way, there were indeed more than ten malicious and hidden glances passing over us, especially the bags in our hands. They probably gave up because they didn't think we would make a move.

The life of the poor is really not easy. After returning to the cave at the foot of the mine, the tired father and mother seemed to have just fought tens of thousands of monsters and gasped for air.

I always thought that only the life of adventurers was full of danger. I never thought that even if they lived in a demon fortress where they would not be attacked by monsters, the life of the poor would be full of hardships and crises, and it would not be any easier than that of adventurers. Of course,

Perhaps this is also related to the lack of food in the Demonic Fortress. In places like Rogge Camp, the poor are also poor. Even if they are hungry, there are endless wild vegetables outside the grassland as the most basic source of food. They may starve to death or freeze to death.

It only occurs in winter snowy days, and it has never happened in the past few years.

Then, our eyes fell on the bag, after all, this is what we will eat in the future.

"I bought some good stuff, but now many unscrupulous businessmen grind up the dried grass and mix it into the Morgan grass."

Little Heitan muttered like this intentionally or unintentionally, held the bag in his hand, walked to the corner of the cave, turned over a hidden stone, revealing a small pit half a meter deep, and carefully hid the bag inside.

This small pit was made at the strong request of Xiao Heitan. I originally thought it was for something, but it turned out to be like this. Indeed, in this impoverished family, only food must be hidden.

"This way, others won't be able to find out." She clapped her hands, as if she had accomplished something big, and smiled with satisfaction.

From what she just said, we got another piece of information. This small bag of food is most likely some kind of morgan grass, dried and ground into powder. How should you eat this thing?

"I remember that my father used to like to eat flatbread made with Morgan powder." Not long after, Xiao Heitan explained our confusion with one sentence.

"By the way, I'm going outside to see if I can pick some wild vegetables."

After saying that, Xiao Heitan ran outside. The two of us just needed some space to talk, so we didn't stop him.

"I said... can you make that Morgan pancake?" My father looked at me from afar.

"Try it." The mother seemed unsure.

"Anyway, if it fails, I will just use the excuse "Ah, I haven't done it in five years, so my skills will inevitably become rusty"." Father crossed his chest and nodded.

"Wow, playing a mother... no, I should say playing a poor person, there are so many unexpected hardships." The depressed mother said the words that she had promised to never say.

"It's okay, you'll get used to it gradually." My father patted my mother's shoulder comfortingly, but the smile at the corner of his mouth looked like he was gloating.

"Like rat meat, insect meat, etc., you can quickly make it into delicious dishes, and you can eat it with relish."

"Woo~~"

The mother let out an even louder cry, and suddenly she grabbed her father's shirt with tears in her eyes, shaking him violently like a piece of cotton wool.

"Make money, make money quickly. If you are a man, make money immediately. Isn't it your only goal in life, the only motivation to live, and the only value of existence to let us, mother and daughter, live a good life?"

"..."

It feels like I have been set up to play a very sad role as a father.

When her father's soul was about to be shaken out of her body by her mother, Xiao Heitan finally came back. She was holding a small handful of poor wild vegetables in one hand and a tattered pouch in the other.

"I didn't go far, I only picked this point."

With his head lowered, Xiao Heitan placed the scattered wild vegetables in front of us as if he had done something wrong, then picked up another small bag and handed it to us.

"This is……"

Shaking the bag gently, there was a metallic crunching sound, and dozens of silver coins and four gold coins were poured out.

"This money is what I have saved over the years. Oh, there are two gold coins, which were given by a kind-hearted adventurer." Xiao Heitan smiled shyly, squinting his eyes and looking at the two of us timidly.

This is Xiao Heitan’s hard-earned money that he has saved for five years, so of course he cannot accept it!!

I felt sour and immediately made a judgment... But that was wrong. I was Xiao Heitan's father now. I had to think about things from a father's perspective and couldn't take things for granted.

After thinking for a moment, I smiled slightly: "Hey, little Heitan, dad will accept the money. Don't worry, dad will definitely let you live a good life."

Gently touching her mercury hair, the corners of her eyes almost welled up with water.

The next day passed like this. It is worth mentioning that there was dinner. Although it was the first time to make Morgan flatbread, it was a simple thing after all, and it was a little burnt. In the end, my mother made the first cake for the family.

It was an edible meal, really, I could barely swallow it. The parents drank the wild vegetable soup made from the handful of wild vegetables picked by Xiao Heitan, and their faces were filled with tears.

On the third day of the family reunion, before dawn, Xiao Heitan got up and ran out. Of course, this could not be hidden from the perception of his father and mother. They followed him out secretly and walked more than ten kilometers away. They found Xiao Heitan's extremely thin figure.

, lying down on the grass, like a little mouse going out to look for food before the dawn, rustling, hands constantly digging in the mud, the scenery was so dark, she had to almost press her face into the mud to see it.

The thing is to pick off edible wild vegetables under such difficult conditions.

The Demon Fortress is a notoriously barren land. Even in the suburban prairie, it is difficult for wild grass to survive, let alone wild vegetables. On average, several square meters of soil must be searched to find a single wild vegetable that can be swallowed.

Xiao Heitan picked it up inch by inch, and there was no sign of impatience on his face that was stained with a lot of dirt. Every time he found a wild vegetable, he would show a satisfied smile, wipe it on his clothes again and again, and then

As if it were some rare treasure, he carefully stuffed it into his arms.

Seeing this scene in secret, my mother cried on the spot, and my father couldn't restrain himself. In the darkness, the lonely and pitiful figure became more and more hazy.

When Xiao Heitan came back, we just "got up".

"Oh, so what was our little Heitan doing so early in the morning?" I asked, pretending not to know, with my eyes closed.

"Go...go pick some wild vegetables."

He lowered his head and carefully handed out the washed wild vegetables in his hands. The dirt on his face and body was also washed away. If there hadn't been a strong smell of mud, and if we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't have been able to imagine it.

, a seemingly easy and concise answer, and a small basket of wild vegetables held by these thin little hands, which actually contained a child who had been scratching on the dirt for nearly two hours, touching almost all of the grassland with a radius of one kilometer.

pay.

"Hey, little Heitan, you must be hungry. Mommy will go get something to eat right away."

Holding back the tears that were about to fall again, we wiped our eyes. Jeluka took the wild vegetables and quickly turned her back - she was afraid that Xiao Heitan would notice the heavy moisture in her eyes.

The second time she started, Jeluka became much more skilled in her craftsmanship. Of course, it was also related to the fact that the food of the poor was too simple. Just throw the wild vegetables into the pot and put some water to boil. Oil? Seasoning? Fresh meat? Yes.

Salt is already good.
To be continued...