Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 22 I really don't see it

Seeing the little girl's actions, Meng Qingping sighed lightly.He should have thought a long time ago that in a family like the Meng family, anyone who is not available will be ignored.

Coupled with the hardships on the road to exile, the child understood the difficulty of survival at a young age.

Seeing Ertang's grandfather looking at him, Ke'er murmured, "Second Tang's grandfather, Ke'er also wants to go out to pick up branches." After speaking, Ke'er walked outside.

Just at this moment, a dull thunder struck, the little girl trembled, turned around and wanted to run in the direction of her mother.After only two steps, the little girl thought of something and stopped slowly, turned around and looked pitifully at the second hall grandfather.

The little girl's every move fell into Meng Qingping's eyes, he waved the little girl over, "Ke Er, sit down, it's going to rain outside, don't run around."

"Well, Ke'er listens to the second hall's grandfather." The little girl agreed, and obediently walked over and sat next to Yu'er.

At this time, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, Fu Xinci told them not to pick it up anymore, "Let's go back quickly."

"Okay." Qi He was the first to agree, and he swiftly ran towards the temple with the dry branches he picked up.You can't run away, the sound of thunder is really scary.

Seeing that his sister was also frightened by the thunder, Qi Shan hurriedly pulled his sister with one hand and ran back, beckoning Qi Tian to follow.

"Hey, I'll be here right away." Qi Tian couldn't bear to part with the few dry branches in front of him, so he picked them up before running back.

When the group of them ran into the temple gate one after another, they turned around and saw a huge fire snake scurrying in midair, a thunderbolt that shook the ground and exploded in midair with a "click", followed by heavy raindrops crackling. hit the ground.The long-dry land suddenly raised a cloud of smoke and dust, and was wet by the rain in an instant, and disappeared.

There was thunder, and Yu'er and Ke'er were so frightened that they pressed their small bodies against their grandfather's body and dared not move, and Qiren also rubbed against the second uncle in fright.

At this moment, seeing his brothers and sisters came back, he watched them sit over quickly to embolden him with anticipation.

Fu Xinci immediately handed the dry branches she had picked up to her grandfather, and asked him to put the dry branches behind him.

She had just glanced over and found that the roof of this dilapidated temple was dilapidated in many places. It was impossible to hold such a heavy rain, and it would definitely leak.After she compared it around, the roof above the one her grandfather found was fairly dense.

She also admired her grandfather once again from this small walk.

Seeing Fu Xinci's actions, the Meng siblings followed her example and handed over the dry firewood they had picked up.

Qi He didn't understand, and asked, "Sister Fu, why did you put all the branches behind Grandpa Meng?"

"We have to guard against some lazy people who want to get something for nothing." Before Fu Xinci could speak, Qi Shan explained Qi He's confusion.

"Well, it seems that there are such shameless people." Qitian didn't need to name names, everyone had already listed a long list of names in their minds.

Along the way, these people kept refreshing everyone's three views, and it was hard to forget.

"We have to watch it carefully. It's not easy to pick up some dry firewood in this heavy rain. Grandpa Meng, it's better for you to sit on the dry firewood." Qi He felt that Grandpa Meng is an adult, and sitting on those dry firewood can reduce the risk of being tortured. Those shameless Meng clansmen snatched the chance.

"Brother Qi is right. Grandfather should sit on the branch. The ground is too cold." Inspired by Qi He, Fu Xinci also agreed with his grandfather sitting on the branch, and the other children also followed suit.

"Okay, okay." Meng Qingping saw a few children urging him in a hurry, but he didn't refuse. He smiled and sat on the dry branch according to their wishes.

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The voice of talking was gradually covered by the sound of rain, and everyone looked out of the temple gate in unison, and everything they looked at was wet.

There seems to be only the sound of "squeaky" rain in the sky and the earth.

Looking at the pouring rain, many members of the Meng clan suddenly thought that it would be good to take a bath in the rain.

They peeped and saw that the officials didn't pay any attention to them, so they rushed into the heavy rain together in twos and threes, enjoying the washing of the rain to their heart's content.

"Ah, it's so comfortable."

I don't know who it is, a sentence overflowed from the mouth, and everyone immediately agreed.They haven't showered for more than a month, and the dirt on their bodies not only conceals their original appearance, but also the stench can suffocate people to death.

Thinking of smelling the smell emanating from my body every day, I feel dead.

They were born in the nest of wealth, and the days before were not to say that every day was delicious, but it was almost the same.

As they are now, they didn't take a bath for more than a month on the road of exile, and they would never have dreamed of it before.

Standing in the heavy rain, being washed by the rain, the kind of silent comfort is unprecedented.

It's just that when someone saw streaks of black soup flowing down their cheeks and body, they couldn't restrain the despair in their hearts anymore, covered their faces and squatted on the ground, crying loudly.

If there is one who takes the lead, there are those who follow. In a blink of an eye, no matter whether it is standing in the heavy rain or sitting in the ruined temple, the members of the Meng clan burst into tears, loudly and deafeningly.

Fu Xinci was dumbfounded, and thought: What's wrong with these people?Why do you cry when you say so?

Also, with so many people crying together, is it possible to apply for a Guinness World Record?

Just think about it, the Guinness in the apocalypse has long been a distant memory for people.

"Ugh."

For some irreversible things, Fu Xinci symbolically regrets for a moment, and the depression is fleeting.

In her heart, she began to criticize the members of the Meng clan again. Gossip is a woman's nature, right? She also found a small reason for herself.

What about the reservedness of the ancients?

Before the end of the world, she had read a lot of ancient Chinese novels. The novels described not only touching love stories, but also the way of life of the ancients, how the ancients valued appearance and face.

And the Meng clan people who were crying with snot and tears mixed with rainwater in front of them couldn't match what was described in those books.

I really didn't see it, Fu Xinci was slandering alone.

If the members of the Meng clan knew what Fu Xinci was thinking, they would definitely turn their noses up.It's all up to this point, what's the point of saving face, the lining is gone, it's good to be alive.

Fu Xinci, who was thinking wildly, was like a baby who had never seen the world, looking at this and that.

Before she could figure it out, she was disturbed by the sobbing next to her. It turned out that Meng Xiaohe and Ke'er were also weeping.

Fu Xinci, is today a crying exhibition match?Everyone showed off their crying skills to their heart's content.

It's just that the sound comparable to howling ghosts and wolves would have scared the wolves away if the sound of rain hadn't dispersed most of them.

(End of this chapter)