Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 403
Yang Xinjie: ...

Little Love:…

This was the first time Xu Ruyi encountered such an awkward situation, and she was not used to it for a while.

Fu Xinci sat on a vine, and saw the white mist in the forest, thicker than before.

She was afraid that her little friend would get wet with dew, so she took out another piece of transparent plastic cloth from the space and covered it on the top of the hammock, and fixed it with clips.

Then I found some anti-snake and insect herbs and transplanted them next to the hammock.

After finally getting it done, she took a final look and saw that there was nothing wrong with it, so she simply washed up, got into the hammock, and fell asleep.

"Xinci, how long have we not slept in the same bed?"

Fu Xinci: ...

"Why doesn't Xinci speak?"

"Hush, Xinci seems to have fallen asleep."

The little friends thought of Xinci who rode a horse alone for an unknown distance, did not rest, bandaged the wound to save others, and even set up a hammock...

They couldn't help shutting their mouths, Xinci was too tired, they couldn't disturb Xinci's rest.

Fu Xinci seemed to feel the sympathy of her friends, but she was so tired that she touched the mattress, so she went to interpret dreams with Duke Zhou.

The summer night in the mountains is slightly cool and a little wet.Fortunately, Fu Xinci had a foresight, and the transparent plastic sheet solved this big problem.

After a good night's sleep, when the friends opened their eyes, they saw dew rolling on the plastic sheet above, and they all secretly praised in their hearts, they were kind and foresighted.

Otherwise, their bodies will be wet with dew.

The three of them looked at each other knowingly, then secretly made a gesture of not disturbing Xinci, and quietly got up.

Fu Xinci was awakened by the exclamation coming from down the hillside.

Turning over, watching a small caravan pass by through the gap between the branches and leaves of the forest.

It's just that they didn't expect that when they entered the mountain early in the morning, they would see so many wounded people lying on the hillside in front of them.

The old man in the lead pretended to be calm, and when he saw clearly that these wounded and injured were all soldiers, and they were not as old as his nephews, he couldn't bear it.

The nephew hurriedly opened his mouth to stop the fuss, and bravely stepped forward and asked cautiously: "Master Jun, do you want the little old man's help?"

With Lao Jin's eyes that see through the intrigues of the world, it can be seen at a glance that the old man has a good heart.

Also, if people want to help each other, even if they don't need it, they can't look coldly at them.

After all, icing on the cake is easy, but sending charcoal in the snow is difficult. If a stranger can lend a helping hand to them, they should be grateful.

After Lao Jin calmly changed into what he thought was a friendly expression, he opened his mouth and said, "Thank you, old man, our injuries are no longer serious, we will be fine after resting."

The old man saw that the military man spoke and behaved quite kindly, so he boldly asked again: "Mr. Jun, are you going north or going hard?"

"Hehe, let me tell you the truth, we are all soldiers from Northern Xinjiang, and we are going back to Northern Xinjiang."

When the old man heard Lao Jin say that they were soldiers from northern Xinjiang, he was immediately happy.

"Master Jun, we are also destined, the little old man and his party are also going to the north."

Lao Jin wanted to say: "Aren't you talking nonsense, going north is not going to the north, can you still go to the south?"

Seeing that Master Jun didn't answer, the old man went on to say, "Why don't Master Jun go with the little old man's car? Let's take care of each other."

Lao Jin didn't directly refuse, but said his plan: "We can't leave today, the soonest we have to do is tomorrow."

The old man looked at the mountain in front of him, and nodded without any hesitation, "It's okay, we'll go with Lord Jun."

The old man is now very fortunate that they can meet these military masters here, and with these military masters on the way down, they don't have to worry about it anymore.

Next, the old man cooked a large pot of thick millet porridge with the millet they brought, and everyone had a delicious meal with the mushroom sauce.

Meng Yuwen, who was the most injured, was lying on the ground, but his eyes were not idle, looking for his eldest sister all over the hillside.

When he saw Fu Xinci's figure, regardless of the pain in his body, he discussed with Fu Xinci.

"Big sister, the mushroom sauce you made is so delicious. Brother, I think if you eat two more meals, your injuries will be healed."

"Yes." Lao Jin also agreed with this statement. "My kindness, as long as there is this mushroom sauce, Uncle Jin will definitely be able to ride back on his own tomorrow."

Fu Xinci: That's what she planned too.

"Xinci, do you still have mushroom sauce?" Meng Qishan stubbornly wanted to sit up and talk to his eldest niece, but as soon as he tried hard, the wound on his body caused pain, so he had to give up.

"Okay, don't move, I still have at least two cans of mushroom sauce in my backpack, enough for you to eat for two days."

"Eh, that would be great."

"It's so delicious. When we get back to Yingzui Cliff, we'll go pick mushrooms, pick more, and let Xinci help us make mushroom sauce."

"I think so too, we are heroes who see the same thing."

Fu Xinci: Have you ever asked me about making so many mushroom sauces?

It's just that Qi He didn't want to wait for Sister Fu to speak.

"There are so many people making mushroom sauce, you want to beat the pace. How about this, you bring everything here, and I will cook it for you."

After Qi He's words fell, the teenagers stopped talking.

Looking at the lonely hillside in an instant, the friends followed the captain habitually to look for prey.

The teenagers looked at their backs, not only envious, but still envious.

Qi He was also envious, but Brother Long Teng was right, he had to stay and protect his partner.

Seeing that the military master had finished eating, the old man asked his nephew to take the dishes and chopsticks to the river to wash them clean, while he himself sat beside Lao Jin and chatted.

When the old man knew that the military master in front of him was still a general, his desire to make friends became more obvious.He also introduced to Jun Ye who was in their group.

"The little old man's surname is Zhou and his name is Huanzhang. He is fifty-two this year. This time I have two brothers, a son, and four nephews."

Lao Jin knew that there were quite a few peddlers going north, but there were not many men like Mr. Zhou who had almost the whole family.

The old man could see that the military master had doubts in his heart, so he didn't hide it, "It's all the fault of the little old man's inability to teach his son well, which caused a great disaster. The family business left by the ancestors completely ruined that rebellious son."

The two old men who were squatting beside the carriage and hadn't spoken all this time hurriedly opened their mouths to defend themselves when their brother said that.

"Brother, how many times have we said this, I can't blame Da Lang for this."

"Yeah, those powerful people want our family's prescription, and if they don't give it, they will die."

"But I'm not reconciled." The old man crouched on the ground holding his head in pain.

"Brother, we have to think about the best. Although our family's prescription is gone, the people are still there."

(End of this chapter)