After waiting for them to leave, Wang Niuguang moved neatly and quickly extinguished the fire, Xiao Lan just watched, comforted Wang Ya, and did not speak. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The two of them had a tacit understanding, and they didn't have the choice to take out the things in the river immediately.

When Wang Niuguang put out the fire, Xiao Lan asked, "Where is your grandma?" Why are you here.

Wang Niuguang has been helping Xiao Lan on the way to the county seat, whether it is carrying a bamboo basket or taking care of Wang Ya, he has done his best.

To survive in such a world, he is either smart or despicable, Xiao Lan knows that Wang Niuguang is the latter.

Wang Niuguang separated from Xiao Lan as soon as he entered the county, and when he came back this time, Xiao Lan was naturally a little happy in his heart, but he also wanted to ask about his situation.

"I didn't find it, I didn't even see the people in the village, maybe they haven't arrived at the county seat yet. Then I didn't know what to do, so I came to you first. Wang Niuguang said these words, obviously with a sense of loss.

Xiao Lan nodded and continued to ask, "What happened to the production team just now?"

Speaking of this, Wang Niuguang looked resentful and said everything he knew in one breath: "Now there are many refugees in the county, and it is difficult to manage. They put all the refugees in the county commune, handed over all the grain, and killed them if they hid them, which really has no conscience!"

"Where did you know this?" Xiao Lan frowned and continued to ask.

"When I was looking for grandma, I asked some people. Wang Niuguang replied.

"All the food has to be handed in?"

"Yes, as long as they enter the county, they will be in charge, so there are many people outside the county who do not come in. Some people had come here to escape the famine, but they had to hand over the small amount of food they already had. ”

Xiao Lan finally understood the general situation, since the refugees came here, and if they ate what they ate here, they should be under the management of the commune in the county seat, and they had to hand over all their food.

This is nothing short of blatant snatching food from refugees.

He and Wang Niuguang also held the hope that they could be saved when they came to the county seat, but now the hope almost turned into despair, if it wasn't for Wang Niuguang's timely arrival, Xiao Lan might have been arrested and then killed.

Sitting in the darkness and silence, they were afraid that the production team would come later, so they did not immediately take out the things in the river, and they sat like this for half an hour.

It wasn't until Wang Ya was really hungry that Xiao Lan took something to eat from the river, and the two of them fell asleep after eating, except for Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan didn't fall asleep this night, and thought more.

In this quest world, all of his strengths are limited, and only passive skills occasionally come into play. This task may not be difficult, but from his point of view, it is different.

In the Great Famine, you have to have basic survival skills, and Xiao Lan doesn't know anything about it.

None of the previous quest worlds have experienced the feeling of hunger. Even in the poorest times, they can still meet the daily three meals. Now, they are all replaced with two meals a day, barely sustaining, and at the current rate, all the food stocks will be eaten in seven days. Now he doesn't know how to find food, what to eat to live, and how to live.

I didn't pay much attention to the training and learning of such skills, but now I suddenly came to the Great Famine, and it was chaotic and difficult to survive.

A sense of uneasiness hit, and for the first time, Xiao Lan had the idea that the task could not be completed.

The morning sun appeared, the night had passed, and the river by the pavilion was flowing slowly.

As soon as the morning dawned, Xiao Lan quickly packed up her things.

Xiao Lan thought about it all night and decided that he still had to leave the county seat and couldn't continue to stay in the city, but he didn't dare to go too far. In the end, after weighing it, it was decided to wait in the area outside the county seat for a while, and wait until the destination was found before leaving.

Wang Niuguang walked out of the pavilion early, saying that he was going to the production team in the city to receive porridge. After Xiao Lan cleaned it up, Wang Niuguang also brought back the porridge, along with the broken bowl he had taken before.

Wang Niuguang held the porridge, trotted over, and said to Xiao Lan with a happy face: "Grandpa, I'm going to have porridge!"

Xiao Lan didn't expect that he could really bring the porridge back, he got up late before and was in a hurry when he went out, Xiao Lan didn't have time to ask, but vaguely knew that he was going to get the porridge.

For a while, Xiao Lan was also surprised, and he asked, "Where did you go to ask for porridge?"

Wang Niuguang was very happy to hold the porridge, and immediately asked Xiao Lan for credit: "You can ask for a bowl of porridge every morning in the canteen of the commune here, as long as you write your name there, you can receive it tomorrow morning! I went to register my name yesterday, and I can take the bowl to receive it this morning!"

Xiao Lan thought of something, and asked with a helpless smile: "Someone else told you again?"

Wang Niuguang's social skills are simply against the sky, and he seems to know everything in just one day, and he even knows where he can receive porridge.

"Yes. Wang Niuguang nodded and continued, "We can eat separately." ”

On the way to escape from the famine, Wang Niuguang knew that he was eating other people's, and he was very embarrassed, but he was finally able to get food this time, so he naturally wanted to repay Xiao Lan.

He was simple and kind by nature, and he didn't think too much about it, and now he hurriedly ran to Xiao Lan as soon as he arrived at the porridge.

But Xiao Lan looked down at the bowl of porridge, which was not so much porridge as soup.

There is porridge and sticky, but there is only a little bit of rice in it, and I am afraid that it has been diluted countless times, and I will definitely be hungry after drinking. Xiao Lan also figured out the attitude of this county, afraid that it was just to deceive this group of refugees and take a formality.

But something is better than nothing, and this bowl of porridge Wang Niuguang drank more than enough...... But if it's divided into three points, it's not enough to see.

Thinking about it, Xiao Lan smiled and rejected his proposal.

"You can eat by yourself, Yaya and I still have food. ”

Xiao Lan said that if she didn't eat it, she naturally didn't eat it, and Wang Niuguang also understood. But Wang Niuguang still didn't give up, he squatted down and whispered to Wang Ya on the side: "Do you want to drink porridge?"

Wang Ya hesitated, looked at the porridge and swallowed her saliva, and looked up at Xiao Lan pitifully, hoping that she could drink the porridge.

After last night, Xiao Lan already knew that she couldn't raise the fire, so she didn't prepare breakfast for Wang Ya, so Wang Ya was completely hungry now.

Xiao Lan couldn't understand Wang Ya's careful thoughts, he knew that he could be hungry, but Wang Ya couldn't, and his mind of not wanting to divide changed his mind.

Xiao Lan nodded, and Wang Niuguang immediately drank the porridge with Wang Ya one by one.

After drinking, Wang Ya also hiccuped.

The three of them began to set off from the pavilion and walked out of the county seat.

From the alley to the avenue, I saw more people.

Some people curled up in a circle and sat in the corner and fell asleep, others held bowls, and drank the porridge from the production team hungrily, and the morning was the only time they could have something to eat.

Xiao Lan didn't stop all the way, this time no one came to ask him what he wanted to eat, but an unexpected person came.

"Old man, are you going out of the county?"

A thin man walked up to them, with a mustache and a clean dress, but his eyes were blank, staring at the child in Xiao Lan's arms, his eyes were shining.

Wang Niuguang felt the strangeness of the other party's eyes, as if he was selecting goods, stepped forward to block his vision, frowned, and said very unkindly: "It's going out of the city, what?"

The man's face was delighted, ignoring the unfriendliness of Wang Niuguang's tone.

He rolled his eyes, pointed to Wang Ya in Xiao Lan's arms, and cautiously asked Xiao Lan, "Are you selling this kid?"