Having eaten my ration, I took a water bucket with a handle and headed for the river. Walk carefully through the woods so as not to fall. I was looking for food while walking.
Observing bushes for nuts and observing trees for mushrooms. In order to earn the lost credibility, I plan to do other work besides drawing water. There is also a desire to drink soup with as many ingredients as possible.
As I proceeded while looking around, I saw a mushroom growing on a tree. Yay, I wish it was an edible mushroom.
When I hurriedly approached it, I saw a dark brown, ruffled mushroom. I’ve seen this before, but I don’t know the name, but it’s an edible mushroom. I wrap a mushroom about half my face in both hands and gently pull it out while shaking it.
There were a few mushrooms left, it’s a pity that I failed. Put the collected mushrooms in the water bucket and look around for nearby trees. Because if you find one mushroom, you may find the same mushroom nearby. It’s probably because the mushroom fungus is transferred to other trees.
Looking around carefully, I found it again. The mushrooms this time are a little smaller than the mushrooms I picked earlier. A little disappointing.
Take it out carefully and carefully so as not to fail this time. Well, this time I was able to remove it successfully with only a scar left. I’m happy and smile a little.
“Fufu, I hope I can get it clean again next time.”
It feels good to be able to clean something like this, and I feel great. I hope I can find a lot of food in this condition.
Like that, I went through the forest and collected mushrooms.
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After that, I found mushrooms twice and finally reached the river. Large and small stones are rolling around the river and it is very difficult to walk. When I thought about drawing water from the river, I noticed something.
“Oh no”
I forgot to put the mushrooms in the water bucket. At this rate, we will not be able to draw the most important water. Ah, I took it without thinking.
I have no choice but to get rid of this mushroom somehow. As I crossed my arms and thought, a sudden thought came to me. That’s right, let’s make a shawl basket.
I returned the way I came and approached the forest. Looking around, I found what I needed, ivy. Place the water bucket and pull the ivy out. After repeating this several times, I got several long ivy.
“Okay, let’s knit”
Sit down on the spot, cross the ivy and weave it. When the ivy is multiplied, it rolls up, and when another ivy is multiplied, it rolls up. I don’t know the correct way to do it, but anyway, I’m going to shape the mushroom into a portable shape.
As you weave it diligently, it gradually takes shape. It was a little ugly and had some loosely woven and large holes. Still not a hole big enough for a mushroom to fall into. Aiming for the shape of the basket while confirming.
I used up all the vines I had picked up and made an impromptu basket.
“Fuu, how about this?”
Finally, connect the ivy on the shawl… and you’re done. A grid-like basket was created that was about the size of my head. The hole is getting bigger at the beginning, but it doesn’t seem to be a problem. I think it came out well for the first time I made it, I did it.
I immediately moved the mushrooms that were in the water bucket into the basket. Put it all in, lift it up, and shake it. I became happy again and my face started to smile. It feels good when something goes well.
I put the basket over my shoulder and turn it around. Then the basket hits my waist. I think it turned out to be a nice length. For the time being, if you can’t use it as it is, it’s better to process it a little more.
All right, now you can draw water. I walk carefully so as not to fall over the place where the stones are rumbling again. As we got closer to the river, the stones became smaller and easier to walk.
Enter the river with your shoes on, tilt the water bucket, fill it with water, and lift it up. Hmm, it’s pretty heavy. I climbed out of the river and put it on the stone once. It looks like it holds 4 or 5 liters.
Carrying this around for 30 minutes is a lot of hard work. It seems that it will take even more nerves to bring it without spilling as much as possible. Fetching water was a tough job… No, that’s why you should do it. I can’t help but feel discouraged here, my life depends on it.
“Fuu, are you sure you want to go?”
Hold it with both hands and lift it. I can’t get overwhelmed in a place like this. Earn trust and aim to improve your life this time.
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An hour has passed since then. After all, I could not reach the square in 30 minutes.
“Huh, we’re finally here”
Fetching water is hard work. It was naive to think that carrying heavy things for such a long time was such a difficult task. I’m tired of concentrating my nerves to keep the water from spilling out. I understood why only adults were doing this job.
Taking a breather, he walks to the edge of the square. There is a simple covered stove and a water jar. I always make ration soup and boil potatoes in this place.
When I open the lid of the water jar, I use all my strength to lift the water bucket and pour water into it slowly so as not to spill it. Ugh, my arm hurts… but it’s just a little bit more. After a while, I was able to put all the water in the bucket.
“Phew, the mushrooms I picked up are the rest.”
Close the lid of the water jar, put the water bucket down and walk to the food warehouse in front of you. An old watchman was sitting there, staring blankly up into the air. When I approached him, he suddenly came to himself and turned his face to me. Her expression became a little stern as if she was wary.
“What can I do for you?”
“Um, I got this, so please use it tomorrow.”
I took the basket that was around my waist and held it out in front of me.
“Oh, I understand. Thank you for your hard work.”
With a curt attitude, I quickly take out the mushrooms from the basket. Then she opens the food warehouse door and goes inside.
The impact of my parents not helping out with the village work is more serious than I thought. The information must have spread within the village, and people have become cold like this.
Faced with reality, I felt lonely and my chest tightened.
(Can I lose in a place like this?)
It might have been good to remember my previous life at the last minute. I clenched my hands as if to summon my strength and approached the water bucket that was placed near the water jar. There’s only one more time to draw water, so let’s do our job well.
I started walking towards the river again.
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