Ming Zuo

Chapter 365

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the road became more and more difficult to walk.

Huang Zonghui has gone crazy.

The trek from Lingshanwei to the Dagu River saltworks had exhausted his strength.

Now I have to go back to Lingshanwei from the Dagu River Salt Field to adjust the grain, and I only have to take a few breaths back and forth, but I have to run dozens of miles.

Seeing his slow pace, Cheng Xiaoer was a little anxious.

"Mr. Huang, let's hurry up. Otherwise, we won't be able to make it back before dark."

Huang Zonghui was full of resentment.

"If you can't make it back, it will be fine tomorrow. Anyway, the mayor didn't say that the grain must be transported there today."

Cheng Xiaoer's face turned red, and he protested: "This is life-saving food, how can we wait? Brother Chen's injury also needs to be treated quickly, so don't dare to delay."

Huang Zonghui broke out completely, and sat down on the stone by the side of the road, regardless of the wetness and coldness under his buttocks.

"You can go if you want, anyway, I can't go anymore."

Cheng Xiaoer has one leg and can't even raise his head when he meets a scholar.

Huang Zonghui's attack made him a little timid.

Looking at the increasingly gloomy sky, he quickly put on a smiling face.

"You are a Wenqu star, so it's okay if you're not used to walking on muddy roads. The young one runs a lot, but his body is not bad. Why don't the young ones carry you?"

Huang Zonghui just tilted his head and kept silent.

Cheng Xiaoer leaned over carefully, grabbed his arms and put them on his shoulders.Seeing that Huang Zonghui was not struggling, he plucked up the courage to support Huang Zonghui, and walked into the rain again with his head depressed.

The dirt road has been soaked in rain for many days, and it has already softened and collapsed.Even if you are walking on it, be careful not to fall.

Cheng Xiaoer carried himself on his back, and his physical strength was exhausted rapidly.After leaving Li Xu, he was already panting like a cow, his two legs were fighting, and his eyes turned black.

But thinking about Fu Yusun's order, and the miserable situation of the kitchen households in the salt field, he dared not stop.

After resting on Cheng Xiaoer's back for so long, Huang Zonghui somewhat recovered.

This feeling of not having to walk by himself reminded him of the days when he was a master in Zhejiang.

At that time, what he liked most was to invite three or five friends to ride up the mountain in a small sedan chair with a sliding pole during the drizzling season.Tasting the scenery of mountains and rivers in the clouds and drizzle is quite interesting.

It's not like it is now, people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts.

When friends from the past face to face, I'm afraid they won't be able to lift their heads in shame.

The cold icy rain slapped randomly on his face, making his happy reverie unable to last.The only thing that pierced through his eardrums was Cheng Xiaoer's panting sound as if it was being torn apart.

The muddy legs in his eyes were already bending more and more at this time, and his pace was getting slower and slower.Maybe in the next moment, he might fall to the ground.

But it was such an inconspicuous person who walked in the direction of Lingshanwei persistently and firmly without saying a word.

An inexplicable emotion surged in Huang Zonghui's heart, and he suddenly jumped off Cheng Xiaoer's back.

The mountain-like pressure suddenly disappeared, and Cheng Xiaoer came back to life completely.

"Mr. Huang, why are you down? Don't worry, I have plenty of strength."

Huang Zonghui just walked forward, not daring to look at his face.

"I have grown feet myself, can I take care of you?"

Lingshanwei finally arrived.

The two have turned into mud monkeys.

Cheng Xiaoer didn't care about anything else, and asked the guards to quickly prepare the carriage to load grain.

"Little boy, don't you hurry up and change your clothes? If you get sick, you will suffer."

The experienced old man reminded Cheng Xiaoer that he just didn't listen.

"What should I change? There are only two sets of new clothes in total, how can they be soiled?"

When Huang Zonghui came back after changing into clean clothes, he saw Cheng Xiaoer standing beside the carriage, watching the grain being loaded one by one.

A girl ran over in the rain, took out something carefully hidden from her arms and handed it to Cheng Xiaoer.

"Brother, eat quickly, the steamed buns I just steamed are delicious."

Cheng Xiaoer was really tired, and immediately started chewing after taking it.

The buns mixed with wheat bran and bean cakes are steamed very hard to satisfy the hunger.Bite it down, like gnawing a stone.

But Cheng Xiaoer still eats happily.

Seeing Huang Zonghui approaching, he hurriedly handed over the bun in his hand.

"Mr. Huang, are you hungry too? Eat quickly."

Seeing the black steamed bun, for some reason, Huang Zonghui thought of the dung eggs floating in the sewage of the shanty town in the salt field.

An inexplicable nausea gushed out from the bottom of his stomach, which made his face change suddenly, and with a wave of his big hand, the bun was blown away.

"take away."

The bun flew through the air and landed on the muddy ground, getting darker and darker.

Cheng Xiaomei pushed Huang Zonghui back.

"Why are you throwing buns?"

Cheng Xiaoer was terrified, and hurriedly took Cheng Xiaomei back.

"Little sister, don't dare to treat Mr. Huang like this."

Cheng Xiaomei was crying, and ran over to fish out the bun from the muddy water, and carefully wiped the stains on it, but obviously she couldn't clean it, so she put it in her mouth.

Chewing and crying.

"This is grain! How dare you throw grain?"

Huang Zonghui staggered up from the muddy water, and the dry clothes he had just changed turned into a puddle of mud again.

This made him go wild.

"Dogs don't even eat this crap, what's so special? Grandpa drinks flower wine and eats delicious food in Zhejiang, so he doesn't want to eat your dirty thing!!!"

The people around looked over silently, their eyes were no longer the reverence they used to be, they all became strange.

People get angry because they have a guilty conscience.

Huang Zonghui only felt that his clothes were not wet, but stripped naked.

At this moment, he stood naked between the heaven and the earth, as if he was being mocked endlessly.

This feeling of dignity being trampled on the ground made him lose his mind and walked out of the city unsteadily.

The food adjustment team set off.

There were three carts in total, carrying more than a thousand catties of grain.

This is the life-saving food for the kitchen households in the Dagu River Salt Field.

In addition to food, three military doctors also followed with equipment and medicines.

Obviously there are more people, but the whole team is silent.

Huang Zongxi walked silently, stumbled after a while, got up and walked again, and stumbled again.

But the soldiers next to him just watched silently, and no one came up to help him.

As if it were not their companions but air.

Huang Zongxi's heart was also numb, he couldn't figure out why he was here, why he had to suffer this crime?
After running back and forth three times, walking nearly a hundred miles, and the cold and rainy weather, his energy has long been exhausted.

After falling down again, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Just lying on the ground like that, I only felt a burning pain in my stomach spreading rapidly.

He didn't know that this was a human reaction after extreme hunger.He only knew that this feeling was very uncomfortable, and it made him almost go crazy.

But he didn't have any strength at all, and eventually the madness turned into helplessness, as if the world was getting farther and farther away from him.

Just when he thought about just dying like this, his back was firmly supported, and the wind and rain were also weakened.

A familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Mr. Huang, you are a Wenqu star, and you are different from those shameless people like us. My sister offended you, so I will accompany you. If you are not satisfied, I will punish you later."

Looking at Cheng Xiaoer's smiling face, Huang Zonghui twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

Cheng Xiaoer bowed his waist, trying to shield himself from the wind and rain.He took out a handkerchief from his arms, and after opening it, there were still two warm steamed buns inside.

He took one carefully and handed it to Huang Zonghui.

"When I was starving, I thought that if I had a mouthful of steamed buns, it would be delicious. But with the little money I earned from selling salt, I couldn't buy too much rice noodles. My mother only steamed the steamed buns during the Chinese New Year. After eating my mother’s steamed buns, I have the strength to work.”

Huang Zonghui took the steamed bun silently, put it to his mouth silently, when his lips touched the aroma of rice noodles, saliva secreted unexpectedly.

The bun was very hard, and he took a bite with all his strength, and the twitching stomach gave him a happy signal.

The instinct of his body made him swallow unconsciously faster, and the steamed buns that he discarded casually before have now become supreme delicacy.

Yes, the regained body has become Mo's captive.

Huang Zonghui had eaten countless delicacies from mountains and seas, but now the only thing that occupied all his consciousness was the small, unremarkable piece of steamed bun in his hand.

Under the wind and rain, he was as embarrassed as he was, and there might be something else to eat along with the bun.

In the past, Huang Zonghui ate two buns that he would not even touch.

Seeing how delicious his food was, Cheng Xiaoer smiled happily.

"Mr. Huang, run when you have the strength. Take good care of the grain truck and deliver it to the mayor."

Watching him slowly draw his saber, watching the soldiers slowly draw their saber, Huang Zonghui burst into tears.

"Don't go... you will die!"

Cheng Xiaoer pulled his hand away, stood up slowly, and took a serious look at the intact grain truck.

"This is food! Life-saving food!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around, and his body, which was always humble in the past, was as tall and straight as a mountain at this moment.

Even if the shadows of swords, lights and swords flickering in the rain are like waves, he will definitely not take half a step back!

　Thank you Weiai Qinger for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)