"Don't worry about it. Anyway, Mom won't let you go hungry." Yuan Chun picked up the bowl and drank all the cornmeal mush in one gulp, then took out a handful of preserved fruits, pinched two and threw them into her mouth, leaving the rest on the table. "These are fruits I picked on the mountain, all dried out, and still quite sweet when you eat them. You all eat a few after drinking the cornmeal mush.
In the evening, Yuan Chun came back early and went to the field to record work points for the villagers.
At dusk, after recording the work points, Yuan Chun went up the mountain again with a basket on her back.
When she returned, her basket was half full of mushrooms and thirty wild eggs. At night, she cooked a pot of egg soup for the children, stir-fried some mushrooms, and cooked a pot of mixed-grain rice.
