Chapter 7 Departure

When the old men came back with the Luan brothers, the belongings had already been packed, and there were only more than 20 men, women and children in several families. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info sent the luan brothers back to the crowd han laohan took the bamboo pipe and pulled the song carpenter and cao leatherman to avoid the crowd, muttering for a while.

When the three old fellows came out of the woods again, their faces were all happy with a little palpitation, and the blacksmith Han also changed his hand to a longer bamboo pipe.

Seeing that Yu Zhou was worried, Old Man Han paced over and touched Yu Zhou's head: "Yu Wa'er, listen to your Uncle Cao and Uncle Song on the road, take care of Yu Ya, I will catch up soon." ā€

"Got it, grandpa, be careful."

Old man Han nodded, and then said to Cao Song and the others, who rolled their eyes angrily: "With this guy, if there are too many people, it will get in the way, or let Ji Kang also go on the road with you, and the multiple laborers will take care of it, so you can rest assured." ā€

Cao Leatherman waved his hand and said: "Don't let me go, I have deviated from the original plan, although I don't need to fight anymore, let's take Ji Kang with me, among our people, he has the strongest ability to walk and walk, and he is more insured." ā€

Old man Han glanced at Yu Zhou and nodded.

In this era, people rarely move at night, all kinds of animals are rampant in the wilderness at night, most of the ancients who lack vitamins have night blindness, and many cities are subject to curfews due to perennial warfare, so the suspicion of night walkers has risen by 300%.

But there is also an advantage to walking at night, that is, there are few people who notice, not to mention that the village really can't stay.

When the sun was about to set, the convoy with the family finally embarked on the journey, Yu Zhou sat in the Cao family's car with his sister, and the three old men Han at the entrance of the village watched the convoy get farther and farther away, and then they went into the woods in the afterglow of the setting sun.

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Although it was already spring, the days were still very short, Yu Zhou was glad that he was following Cao Leatherman's car, and half a carload of leather goods seemed to be enough to help the brothers and sisters resist the cold of the night.

"Brother Dajiang, your legs ......"

Da Jiang smiled: "When I was so old with you, I went up the mountain to chop wood and met a wolf, but fortunately Second Uncle Luan only tore one bite, and it was good to survive." ā€

Judging from the results, it is really good, but from the point of view of the reason, it is chilling, although Yu Zhou also boasts of being strong-minded, but when he is as big as Dajiang, it is impossible to describe life and death as if I went out to make soy sauce.

He is a person living in the afterlife, surrounded by ancestors who live in the semi-wilderness, one lives, one survives, and there is no difference. Yu Zhou rubbed the head of the little ancestor in his arms and said, "Brother Jiang, you are really a man. ā€

Da Jiang felt a piece of skin from under his buttocks: "Oh, this beast did it, but now it has a big effect, and it was the first to notice it on the night of the fire." ā€

Yu Zhou stared at him and couldn't figure it out: "It perceives?" ā€

Da Jiang dragged Yu Zhou's hand and rubbed the skin: "Do you touch it, the wolf has terrible hair, and the hair here on the back of the neck will stand up when there are people, and sleep with this kind of skin on the pillow, and people in the house can be woken up." ā€

I can't figure out how one of the wolf's skins will stand up after it dies, and I can't figure out how it can distinguish between family and outsiders if it really has this kind of hair, maybe it's really useful, maybe Oe attributed his sixth sense to a piece of fur.

"Xiao Zhou, Uncle Luan is actually a doctor, it's a pity that he was killed this time, that Luan Bu also learned a skill, and he is the best at dealing with knife wounds and arrow sores, but I always feel that he doesn't have a serious start."

"Oh."

"Xiao Zhou, my father is the leading cobbler in ten miles and eight towns, hmph, let's go this time and see where they go to find such a good cobbler, Uncle Han is also the leading blacksmith......"

"Brother Dajiang, give me a sheepskin."

"Xiao Zhou, you are young, but your skills are really good, the last time I ate your grilled fish, I have been thinking about it, let's go fishing again......"

"Xiao Zhou, it seems that we can't get to the town tonight, I guess we have to camp, let's go together tonight, but unfortunately there are no fish......"

"Xiao Zhou, it's getting dark, what are you sewing? Can you still see it......"

Yu Zhou never dreamed that once this otaku opened the chatterbox, it would be so terrible, but it would be difficult to interrupt him, on the one hand, he could hear a lot of things he didn't know, and on the other hand, he ate people with a short mouth and a soft hand in sheepskin.

Sure enough, as Oe said, after a journey of more than ten miles, it was already completely dark, and the small team had to stop, and the only two men took care of the head and tail, the teenagers began to collect firewood, and the women began to make a fire to cook.

I don't know if it's because of the long-term group life, or because the men of several families have been in the army, Yu Zhou found that everything in this small team was orderly.

There is no need to even shout, everyone consciously does what they should do, and even when they eat, they are layered, Song Zhi took a few teenagers to finish eating first, then Cao Leatherman took a few teenagers to eat, and finally the woman and the old man.

Dinner was dull and monotonous, the wheat porridge was tasteless, and the wild vegetables were even more tenacious bites, and what made him even more worried was whether such a young girl with coarse grains could digest it. This level of food made Yu Zhou very suspicious that Xizi's allusion to Xizi's heart was more likely to be Xi Shi's stomach problem.

Walking around with half a piece of wild vegetables, Yu Zhou couldn't help but feel ridiculous, looking at the food in other people's bowls when eating, it is a habit of young children, how can he relive this problem again?

Secretly scolding himself for not having any energy, Yu Zhou desperately wanted to have a safe and stable place to live, in a group that could be regarded as a writer, which made Yu Zhou, who was used to being lonely in his previous life, feel like a mouse falling into a rice bowl.

Rolling his eyes and swallowing wild vegetables, Yu Zhou thought: It's time to have a home.

Seeing that the little ancestor in his arms was really chewing hard, Yu Zhou simply secretly pulled it out of his sister's mouth and threw it away, watching a three- or four-year-old baby eat root vegetables with a tragic meaning, which is really a sin.

"Yueyue, my brother will take you to eat delicious food in the future, okay?"

"What's delicious? Is there meat? ā€

Yu Zhou looked at his sister's shining eyes, and while feeding the porridge, Shi Wangmei quenched her thirst: "Of course, even venison will be eaten with my sister in the future." ā€

Among the meat that can be eaten in this era, venison definitely belongs to the top, and only the princes and nobles can eat it. And the first idea of the people to hunt deer is definitely to sell it to the nobles, just like the trumpets in the online game to get high-end materials in exchange for cards, after all, survival is the first priority.

As for the more honest ordinary people, most of them eat dog meat, and the two most famous dog slaughterers at this time are one named Gao Yuanli and the other is Fan Xu, and their predecessors have a ...... named Nie Zheng

"Xiao Zhou, then you can take me one if you have something delicious in the future, just have the level of the fish that afternoon." The lame otaku Oe came to have fun again.

Yu Zhou was a little skeptical that his level was so unforgettable, how could Cao Dajiang bow his head and ask a six- or seven-year-old child for food? However, he still happily agreed: "Okay, Brother Dajiang has to help get the ingredients." ā€

"I have bad legs and feet, go back to Ji Bu and Luan Bu to hunt, and I help to clean up the skinning and hairing."