Take space to raise cubs on the road to escape

Chapter 21 21. Comfort Yourself
One big, one small, and a dog were among the crowd fleeing from famine. It was quite conspicuous, mainly because the dog was conspicuous, and from time to time they would look at them strangely.

At this time, there are still dogs alive, all pointing to a problem, that is, there is plenty of food for one big one and one small one, otherwise, how could they raise a dog, and it would have been eaten as food long ago.

It's not that Gulan didn't feel these gazes, and there was nothing he could do about glancing at Dahei, so he could only tell Dahei to follow them closely.

Although it was early autumn, the sun was still very hot. The victims who had been walking for a long time were thirsty and hungry and couldn't hold on anymore, so they found a shady place to rest.

An An was already tired and was held in Gulan's arms. She glanced at Dahei who was panting heavily. Gulan, who wanted to continue walking for a while, decided to rest. Dahei needed to drink some water to replenish his strength.

It would be great if there was a livestock cart, at least people wouldn't be so tired, Gulan looked enviously at the family that owns the cart.

Most of these are big families, or from a village, or they can't keep their cars and livestock.

Gulan made up his mind, the first thing to do when he arrived in the town was to buy a livestock cart, no matter whether it was a mule, a donkey, a cow or a horse, as long as it was a cart.

Don't worry about money, not to mention her windfall, there are still a lot of jewelry in the space.

This is thanks to the undifferentiated shopping desire she has developed, and she actually bought a lot of gold jewelry.

But right now, I still have to walk on my legs, hoping to reach a town earlier. Speaking of the town of Gulan, I can’t search for knowledge about this aspect from my memory. That’s right, she is a peasant woman after all!Maybe it's time to find someone to ask.

Don't think about it, let's find a place to rest first.

After watching for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable place to rest. Seeing that all the good places on both sides had been occupied by people, Gulan had no choice but to take Dahei to the farther places on both sides of the official road.

This side is far away from the official road, and few people come here to rest in order to save some roads.

Gulan chose a thicker tree to put down the drowsy little bun in his arms, and Dahei lay on the ground directly, sticking out his tongue and panting continuously, and he didn't forget to look around after being so tired.

An An, who was put down by "Mother", rubbed her sleepy eyes and let out a soft cry.

"Are you awake?" Gu Lan, who was about to put the package behind the child's head, stopped his movements.

"Yeah..." An An opened his eyes and looked at the barren fields around him, "Mother, are you going?"

"Yes, it's already noon. Let's take a break. You must be thirsty. Mother will help Ann get water to drink."

Gulan untied the water bag tied to his belt, fed the little bun and drank several mouthfuls, and then took a few mouthfuls himself.

Along the way, in order not to attract attention, she and An An have been refraining from taking a sip, and their throats are already smoking.

After taking a few sips of water, a cool feeling came over me, and I instantly felt comfortable from my throat to my internal organs.

Then he quickly poured water into the big black broken bowl all night, this guy was also thirsty.

There were not many people in the place they chose, and they deliberately carried people behind their backs. Otherwise, they would probably be tempted to come and snatch them with such a boozy way.

The luck was pretty good. Just after Dahei finished drinking the water, a team of more than a dozen people stopped a few meters away from the big tree where Gulan was.

There was also a tree there, apparently intended to be used as a resting place.

Gu Lan glanced back and looked back. It should be a family. Except for the elderly and children, the rest are adults. Among them, there are as many as six or seven men. This may be why they own a mule cart and are not robbed. , Gulan couldn't help but linger on the mule cart for half a second longer.

It's a family with cars, Gu Lan concealed the envy in his heart, turned sideways to block An An behind him, and at the same time blocked the eyes from the opposite side.

Take out the wild vegetable pancakes left in the early morning from the package, about the size of palms, the mother and son eat one by one, Dahei doesn't have any, Dahei only has two meals in the morning and evening in order not to attract attention.

If it is not too hard to travel, in fact, under normal circumstances, a meal in Dahei is enough.

Although the wild vegetable cakes made in the morning are mixed with a lot of coarse grains, don’t forget that the coarse grains here in Gulan are completely different from the real coarse grains in this world. They are ground very finely and will not hurt your throat at all. It is said that coarse grains are actually no different from fine grains.

Not only that, but for a better taste, Gulan also specially put yeast and milk. It looks dark on the surface, but the actual taste is very good. With chewing, it exudes a faint sweet smell. The little bun has an expression of enjoyment on his face. You can see it.

And the family on the other side who packed up and sat on the ground was also eating the black-faced steamed buns in their hands. For some reason, they saw the little boy on the opposite side eating the vegetable cakes in his hands, which made them feel a little bit overwhelmed. a feeling of.

In fact, the steamed corn bread in their hands is really hard to swallow. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is as hard as a rock.

When there is no shortage of water, it can be boiled in water until soft before eating. Now, before finding a new water source, it can only be slowly ground with teeth and swallowed with saliva, not daring to waste any water.

"Mom, I want to eat...vegetable cakes, corn bread...hard..."

This is a little boy about two or three years old. He is usually considered a sensible child, but he has always had a sharp nose and smelled the faint milk fragrance coming from the opposite side. He watched himself gnawing for a long time before gnawing a little Wowotou, and seeing the child opposite had water to drink, finally couldn't help crying to parents.

The child's mother, a young woman, hugged her son quickly, and comforted her son distressedly: "Hey, Goudan, the steamed corn bread is also delicious. When we find the water source, mother will make vegetable cakes for you, okay? You are a good boy, don't cry."

"Yes, we are men, men should look like men, crying will be looked down upon by others." The young man next to him also persuaded.

"Okay, what's the use of such novels as Goudan?"

The old woman on the side took the conversation and looked at the eyes of the youngest grandson with pity. This child is too young, and it is really difficult for him to eat such a hard cornbread.

As he said that, he turned his face and looked at his wife beside him, "Old man, pour some water for that bastard."

The old man looked at his little grandson, then at his sons and daughters-in-law beside him, nodded, and handed the water bag to the old wife.

Seeing this, the eldest daughter-in-law and the third daughter-in-law wanted to speak, but they were restrained by the men around them. Knowing that their man's temperament hurt their youngest brother, and the dog egg was indeed too small, she curled her mouth and finally didn't say anything. what.

The old lady Li Su handed half a bowl of water to her youngest son, and the youngest son Li Si looked at his mother moved, and made his parents embarrassed again, and said with red eyes, "Thank you mother".

With half a bowl of water, Li Si took out a kitchen knife and ground the corn buns into small pieces bit by bit and soaked them in the water.

With the water, the little boy reluctantly stopped making trouble, and swallowed the steamed buns with water one by one with tears in his eyes.

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