If he wakes up tomorrow and he is still dreaming, then he can only pick up firewood.

He didn't want to taste the taste of starvation anymore, whether he hated or angered the demon, he had to fill his stomach first.

"Okay, let's go to sleep." Shaoyin said, taking the lead into the East Room.

Pei Jiufeng shook off the water droplets on her hands and walked into the main room.

The warmth in his stomach made him feel a little lazy. He walked slowly into the house, kicked off his shoes and lay down in bed.

Not only is he not hungry now, but also warm, he sighed and closed his eyes contentedly.

I slept better than ever.

It's a pity that he was shaken awake before he slept enough: "Dagen! Dagen! Wake up! It's time to wake up!"

Pei Jiufeng, who was shaken awake, opened her eyes displeased, and saw a young girl with dark yellow skin, withered hair, and obviously malnourished standing in front of the bed.

The beautiful and beautiful appearance last night was indeed an illusion.

"Got it." He didn't lose his temper, he lifted the quilt and got up, "Where are my clothes?"

Shaoyin threw a coat to him: "The hooks are broken in two places, and I sewed them all up."

As soon as heard it, didn't wash it.

Pei Jiufeng took the clothes, checked them, and saw a few pieces of dead branches.

He didn't say anything, he pulled it off by himself, and put it on his body indiscriminately.

"The burden has also been mended, take the hemp rope and go out now." Shaoyin finished the order and went out first.

On this day, she went to the market to get lucky and picked up some fruits and vegetables that others had discarded.

He went to the door of several big families in the city and knocked on the door, asking them if they wanted to wash their clothes.

He also went to the back door of the restaurant, crowded with a group of beggars, and stared at the people who came in and out to see if there were any unwanted meals.

Pei Jiufeng was picking up firewood outside the city.

He ate half a bowl of rice last night. In fact, he digested it when he slept. There were not many grains of rice, but he was full of water.

But with some strength in the end, he picked up the firewood twice and carried it home in a high pile.

He didn't want to work so hard. But he was worried that he would have to live in the dream for a long time, and he didn't want to taste the taste of starvation anymore. He could do something if he could.

In the evening, Shaoyin came back.

The siblings counted today's gains.

Shaoyin picked up some vegetable leaves that others had thrown away, then did rough work for them to exchange for two nests, and fought with others at the back door of the restaurant to grab an uneaten chicken leg.

Chicken thighs are delicious.

But Pei Jiufeng was silent.

"You can eat it." He didn't look over his head, not looking at the chicken leg that was mostly eaten and only had a little shredded meat.

Even if he dies, he will not eat leftovers from others!

This is his last bottom line!

Shaoyin didn't force him.

The porridge was warmed up, and the sister and brother were separated.

Shaoyin tore off the little meat left on the chicken thigh and put it into his bowl. So, white porridge became chicken porridge.

Of course, it's not someone else's leftovers.

That was just a trick for Pei Jiufeng.

She was eating shredded chicken porridge, which was so fragrant that Pei Jiufeng swallowed her saliva and felt even more contempt in her heart.

It's not that he despised Shaoyin. When he wanted to come, the day was too hard, and she had never read a book, so she wouldn't pay attention to some food.

What he despised was himself, and he was so greedy that he was drooling.

The next day, Shaoyin and Pei Jiufeng went to sell firewood with their backs.

Sold for thirty cents.

"Shall we buy rice?" Pei Jiufeng said expectantly with bright eyes.

Shaoyin took out five cents of money and said to him: "What do you want to buy, go buy it."

Putting the other twenty-five coins away, he turned around and said, "I'll go to Aunt Li's house to pay back the money."

Pei Jiufeng was taken aback.

He chased after him and asked, "What?!"

"Five years ago, our parents went there and borrowed 10 taels of silver for burial. We still have 8 taels left to pay. We have to pay back the money!" Shaoyin said.

Pei Jiufeng's eyes widened, "We are all starving to death, what money do we have?!"

"Could it be that the money from other people's houses came from the strong wind?!" Shaoyin asked back, "It's not easy for everyone, and no one's family has extra food. At that time, people borrowed money from us to bury their parents, and we have to remember their feelings. !"

She pushed him away and walked forward: "Even if we starve to death one day, but before we starve to death, we must pay back the money we owe!"

Pei Jiufeng's eyes were red with anger!

Chapter 57 The tyrant's vase 9 broke out.

In order to pick up firewood, he bent down countless times yesterday, and his waist was about to break!

Picking up the dry and rough branches with the palm of your hand again and again, it hurts! Not to mention that he worked so hard to carry them home, and he was walking on the road with his legs shaking!

He's doing this on an empty stomach! He gritted his teeth and suffered these hardships, what did he want?

Not wanting to eat enough!

But Shaoyin actually wanted to take out most of the money and give it back to others, leaving him only five cents to spend!

He was so angry for a while that his whole body was burning with blood.

He has to torture him! Damn monster!

If he can't find the demon one day, he will endure humiliation and hate for one day. Pei Jiufeng was holding five cents of money in his hand, so strong that he almost shoved the coin into his bones.

After a long time, the roaring anger in his chest calmed down, and he tensed his face and took the five-cent money to the street.

What can five cents buy?

Once upon a time, fifteen cents could buy a pound of rice.But now, after the brutal rule of the tyrant, plus the disaster, only forty-five dollars can buy a pound of rice.

Pei Jiufeng spent three cents to buy a steamed bun with white flour, which he rudely stuffed into the mouth and ate it while it was steaming hot.

It's not that he was afraid of being taken away by someone, but he didn't want to take it back and share it with Shaoyin.

After eating the steamed buns, he did not feel full, but his stomach felt much better and his emotions were comforted.No more hunger and trouble, his reason returned to the cage, and he began to think about how to spend the remaining two cents.