Chapter 135 Chapter 134

While putting Qi Baoer on the ground, old man Qi also turned his head to look in the direction of the cool wind, feeling equally puzzled in his heart.

"It's mid-May now, and the wind is still cool, and it doesn't look like there is a drought."

Qi Bao'er jumped on the ground a few times, looked at her grandfather and father quite speechlessly: "Master, Dad, we have just passed Hefeng Town, so to speak, we have just entered the boundary of Tongcheng."

Yingzhou is not a big state in terms of Qilin Kingdom, but if you look at it from her previous life, it is already half the size of Flower Planting Country, and Tongcheng is the largest city in Yingzhou. The main city has to pass through several counties, a dozen towns and twenty villages in the middle, not counting the ones passing by.

Based on the size of the map drawn by my fourth uncle and the road they walked, Qi Baoer roughly calculated that it took them three days to walk from the village to the pass of the Acropolis and take the nearest main official road. A distance of [-] to [-] kilometers.

Don't look at them walking so tired that they seem to be unable to live, and sometimes they walk for fourteen or five hours a day, but don't forget that every family pushes a heavy cart, and those who don't push the cart are heavy. Hugged again, and brought their children with them.

What's more, being hungry will affect the speed, being thirsty will affect the speed and so on. These objective factors are there.

On average, being able to walk [-] to [-] kilometers a day is the best.

In twenty days, they hadn't actually walked a quarter of the way.

Of the remaining three-quarters of the journey, they had to cross the boundary of Tongcheng, which accounted for two-quarters.

Here it is strange that Tongcheng is said to be cool even if there is a drought, isn’t it a bit early?

The old man Qi and Qi Kang'an looked at each other, and they were a little awkward. They seemed to be happy a little earlier.

Aren't they afraid of drought? Hurrying in a severe drought is really fatal.

Qi Kang'an was so cruel in Hefeng Town this time, he also bought several cans of torch oil from Pang Yuanwai, and even bought all the rags from Buzhuang for him. Now they have to travel at night, so don't worry The problem with the torches.

At night, they passed another village. The village was quite big and located under the official road. But from the official road, there were less than ten houses in the village that were sparsely lit.

Compared with their cotton long team with a torch a few meters away, the dots and dim fires below looked so pitiful.

"Father, do you want to go and have a look." Seeing that the village is not small, let the big guys borrow a place to lean against the wind.

The old man Qi thought for a while and shook his head, "It's not too early in the day, and few houses in the village are on fire. I guess it's not the province, but that there is no one in it at all, and they should have fled like us.

Then designate that the house is locked, shall we go down and break in or something?

Not that far.

Besides, it's not cold today, so just go outside and find a place that can shelter from the wind.

I can leave when I wake up early in the morning, saving a bunch of people from pushing the car down and then out again. "

Qi Kang'an thinks about it too.

After walking forward for about half an hour, there was a leeward forest ahead, and Qi Kang'an ordered to rest here at night.

Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the sea to eat the sea, they are now walking along the road, and all the things that can be used on both sides of the road are good things.

But those with long leaves and high toughness can be pulled and twisted into hemp ropes. If the vines grow around a big tree, it is better, and they can be pulled into thin threads with a knife and twisted into thin ropes.

When they were still passing a large area of ​​reeds, every family cut the reed stalks and put them on the roof of the car to dry. After the reed stalks were dry, they could weave a few mats with thin ropes.

As long as people don't give people a dead end, God will always leave a glimmer of hope for people.

Ye Sanni took out the bed mat and spread it on the floor, and while using a small broom to sweep away the dust that might have stuck to it, she called out, "Father, Bao'er, come here to rest, the straw mat has been spread."

The old man Qi was holding Qi Bao'er and talking to Jun Chenyuan, when he heard Ye Sanni's cry, he naturally asked Jun Chenyuan to go with him.

Yes, in less than ten days, the old man Qi and Jun Chenyuan are already very familiar.

The old man Qi likes to talk to Jun Chenyuan very much. Although this person doesn't talk much, sometimes he can't hold back a fart for a long time, but whenever he speaks, he has unique insights.

Jun Chenyuan, who wanted to snatch someone else's granddaughter back to raise himself, was naturally eager, and he was also willing to listen to old man Qi's words. Although they were all in plain language, his knowledge was no lower than that of someone who had taught him for more than ten years.

"I have passed through three towns in one county. The situation is similar. Either there is no one, or there are only a few left. I suspect that they may all die in the village like those stubborn old guys in my village. "

The old man prayed, "We have been walking for so many days, but we haven't touched a river. I don't know if there was a river before but it has dried up. We didn't pay attention."

Although the wind is quite cool, but the river can't be seen from the front, back, left, and right sides, which makes people feel uneasy.

It is said that places where people live should either be along the river or at least have a small stream. How can they pass two counties and several towns along the way like them, and they don’t see a river?

"There should be a river, so the water won't be cut off here, otherwise Hefeng Town will not be stable."

"It's true, if the drought starts here, people won't run to the Acropolis, they are designated to run to our Canaan City, isn't it closer.

Can……? ? "

If the drought had not spread here, why were the places they passed by either empty or almost empty?
Jun Chenyuan remained silent for a while with a cold face, "Old man, this matter is different, the three of us may not be able to go on with you anymore."

The old man prayed: "..."

Why did you suddenly say you were leaving?

Originally, he was not happy for them to stay, it was troublesome after all.

But he has not been familiar with this place for a few days, and when he heard that he was going to leave, he felt a little uncomfortable.

But people are people who do great things, and he can't stop it and doesn't want to stop it.

He forced a smile and said: "Be more careful in the future, the old man didn't ask why you were hurt in the first place, I have seen your skills these days, you can hurt you like that...,
I didn't say anything and don't touch it again. It's not practical, but you must be careful. "

Jun Chenyuan looked at him sincerely with a smile, and nodded slightly, "Don't worry, old man, we will."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Qi Baoer who was in the arms of the old man again. The little girl's eyes were still dull, and she did not recover soon as she said.

There is a little astringency in my heart, and I don't want to give up.

But he concealed it very well. In the eyes of old man Qi, this person just glanced past his obediently and looked behind him.

Just behind him, Wu Haoyuan and Chen Yi walked over.

The three of them didn't have anything to prepare for, but if they were really leaving, they could still feel the sadness of not knowing whether they would see each other again in this life.

The old man Qi suppressed the soreness in his heart, and hurriedly shouted to Mrs. Tian: "Daughter-in-law, prepare dry food for the children."

(End of this chapter)

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