Take space to raise cubs on the road to escape

Chapter 72
Next, he took out the antiseptic wound medicine from the space, and bandaged him with medicine. After everything was done, seeing the culprit who wasted his own wound medicine and two rolls of gauze, Gu Lan felt very distressed. Looking back, this person must have woken up More compensation is needed.

After thinking about it, he took off the slightly damp trousers of the man, and then took out the quilt to cover his body.

As for the sword in the man's hand, the clothes and the things he was carrying were put aside, Gulan did not move.

After finishing everything, he fed some water before jumping off the carriage.

"Father, is that man okay?"

"Okay, are you in a hurry?" Gulan looked at his son.

An An shook his head, he was not in a hurry if someone was with him.

"Hey, let's start making lunch. You must be hungry." Gu Lan's eyes fell on the children.

An'an nodded naturally, while the eldest and the second were smiling shyly.

"Big ya, cook the porridge, and I'll clean up the pheasants."

Da Ya nodded naturally, then pointed to the hot water that had been boiled with white smoke, reminding the master.

An'an showed them the pheasant in the basket just now, and Da Ya started to boil hot water with great eyesight. If she was not afraid that the master would blame her for making her own claims, she would have already started to shed the chicken.

She knows how to kill chickens. Before fleeing the famine, she was doing all the work at home, and she also did chicken killing, but it was not their turn to eat, not even soup.

"Well done," Gulan boasted.

No one is unhappy to be praised, and the same is true for Da Ya, who smiled shyly and followed Gu Lan's instructions to cook porridge in a good mood.

Next, Gu Lan and his son took out all the pheasants in the willow basket and tidied them up.

The blood of the dead pheasant does not need to be released, and the blood is almost gone. It only needs to be scalded and plucked.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of water now. There is a small stream not far to the north of the ruined temple. After the heavy rain last night, the water level has risen a lot. Otherwise, this project would be really difficult.

With ready-made hot water, a few pheasants were quickly picked up by Gulan and An'an.

Regarding An An's initiative to help, Gu Lan has always not stopped, but also encouraged her very much. She doesn't want her son to grow into a boy who stretches out his hands when he wears clothes, opens his mouth when he eats, and finds his mother when he has something to do.

Her son doesn't want to be a big shot, but at least if he is a man with wisdom, brains, responsibility, daring to take on responsibility, not afraid of troubles but also knows how to love others, then she won't have to worry about it for the rest of her life.

The packed pheasant was directly chopped up by Gu Lan. She did not forget the delicious stir-fried pheasant promised to her son in the woods.

Then Gu Lan gave everyone in Lijia Village another taste blow.

It was so delicious that they couldn't eat what they had in their hands.

After it was done, Gu Lan brought a large bowl to Old Man Li as a thank you for helping to take care of the carriage and the two children, otherwise she would not have been able to catch these pheasants.

Old man Li was originally embarrassed to keep it. After all, he just took a look at it along the way. It didn't take much effort, but he accepted it cheekily after seeing the gluttonous appearance of his grandchildren.

An An ate a delicious stir-fried chicken nuggets as she wished. It was more like Chinese New Year. Although they didn't eat anything good during Chinese New Year, they felt different.

Maybe it was stimulated by the Gulan pheasant and most people's spirits recovered after a short rest.

After noon, many people went to the forest behind the ruined temple.

Not to mention, in half a day, several families really caught pheasants and hares.

Li Da and his younger brothers also caught a fairly fat hare, but it was a waste of their efforts, and their bodies were muddy, but they were happy.

In the afternoon, Gulan fed the men several times of water respectively, but they were still in a coma and had no signs of waking up for the time being. The heat had already dropped a lot, and it was estimated that two more meals at most would be enough.

After dinner, Gulan got on the car again, and it was time to feed the medicine.

Just when she had just fed the medicine and wanted the man to put it down, the man's eyes moved slowly.

Under the faint oil lamp, the man slowly opened his eyes, and looked closely at Gulan who was holding him.

The time was chosen too coincidentally, there was no flamboyant thought or surprise, Gu Lan only had two words in his mind at the moment: "It's so dangerous".

Fortunately, she woke up after she finished feeding the medicine, otherwise, unlike the dark pills of this age, her snow-white medicine is really hard to explain.

After silently rejoicing in his heart, Gu Lan looked at the man leaning on him.

Maybe it was just waking up, these eyes were a little dazed and confused, just as she thought, they were very beautiful eyes.

Although it is a single phoenix eye, it is the kind of red phoenix eye that is narrow, narrow and slightly slanted. To be precise, it is more like a peach blossom eye.

It's a pity that with such beautiful eyes, the blurred feeling disappeared in just a few breaths, and quickly became clear after blinking a few times involuntarily, looking at Gulan in surprise, and then full of confusion.

"You're awake." While speaking, Gu Lan gently moved him to the carriage to sit next to him, and said calmly.

The man didn't speak, and seemed to be digesting what he saw. He stared at Gu Lan in a daze, with confusion in his eyes as lonely and dark as an ancient pool, but a very shallow light slipped through the depths.

It took a while to speak, "Where am I? Who are you...?" And he was so surprised that he completely ignored his naked appearance.

"You are in the carriage." Gulan looked at the enclosed space around him, isn't it obvious?For a moment, he was speechless, and then said: "My surname is Gu, and my name is Gulan."

"Gu... Lan" The man looked at Gu Lan suspiciously, as if lost in thought, then suddenly lowered his eyes and rubbed his head with a distressed expression.

"Then who am I?" The man muttered to himself, then raised his eyes to Gu Lan, "Then do you know me?" There was panic in his eyes, as if he really didn't remember who he was.

Gu Lan looked into the man's eyes firmly, but there was only panic in the dark eyes at the moment, and the bottom of the eyes was pitch black, and nothing could be seen anymore.

Could it be that his head hadn't followed because he was confused by the high fever before.

Could it be that he was stupid, but he doesn't look like him, but there must be no sequelae. She doesn't want to take in another person, Gu Lan frowned.

What was the matter really thinking about? From this day on, there was another burden around Gulan, but Gulan didn't realize it yet.

Gu Lan shook his head, "I don't know you. I picked you up deep in the woods. You were in a coma at the time. You really can't remember who you are at all?"

Gu Lan stared at the man, could such a coincidence happen?How come I don't quite believe it.

The man nodded blankly, his mood was very depressed, and he kept holding his head with his hand, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Headache," Gulan asked.

"It hurts" the man nodded.

"It should be the sequelae of high fever. When the fever subsides, the pain should disappear."

"I really don't remember anything? I don't know how I got hurt?" Gulan asked again unwillingly.

"Am I injured?" He moved suddenly while excited, and then a sharp pain hit, and the man realized that there was a thick layer of cloth wrapped around his body.

"Don't move, it's bleeding, I don't want to ask." Gulan quickly pressed him down.

The man stopped moving, leaned weakly on the carriage, closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking hard, but to no avail.

The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt, and I couldn't help but punched my head a few times, as if this would relieve the pain, but Gulan stopped me.

"Okay, don't think about it, you just woke up, maybe sleep, and you can remember it tomorrow."

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