Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Direction Is a Bit Off
Everyone munched on dry food and whispered about last night's events, and they were scared when they thought about it, and it was scary to say.
There were more than 200 people who rushed up last night, but fortunately, those people were not in harmony, so they overturned a few of them, and many people retreated.
Some people discussed grabbing food, but they didn't bring anything with them, so they took a bowl and scooped a bowl of food scattered on the ground and ran.
The man who used half a clay pot to hold grain was kicked over by the money string, and when he stood up, he used the clay pot to give the money string back for a while, and he did not forget to rub the grain with the soil, scatter the girl and run.
There were the most guards next to the grain truck, and the two thieves were discovered by the patriarch, and they got out of the car to run, carrying food in their clothes, and they didn't need our people to go up, and the refugees surrounded people first.
One of the thieves escaped, ran all the way, and got in front of the patriarch, trying to grab the patriarch's hoe.
Can the patriarch let him rob? Rushing forward with a hoe, to overturn the thief, who knew that the next plate was unstable and his feet were broken, and the third brother-in-law Zheng Hu held down the thief and saved the patriarch's life.
"Why are we able to turn over people? That is our heart, unity is strength. ”
Fang Mingyuan drank mineral water, and when he came back, he didn't forget to summarize it for everyone.
Dong Xiaoying found Aunt Zhao, the daughter-in-law of the patriarch, "It's hard to be on duty at night, and I'll give one person a bun on duty at night." On the overnight shift, let you sit in the car and sleep for half a day the next day, what do you think? ”
"That's it."
Two days later, relieved from the shock and fright, the big guy was in the mood to see where he was going.
When you look up, it is barren, and the grass is one by one, and it looks like a forest, but you can see through the back of the forest at a glance.
There were no towns, no villages, no winding roads, no rivers, no streams, not even blisters.
The most frightening thing is that there are motionless people lying on the ground, and they don't know whether they are dead or lying down to rest.
There are many people who are in a hurry, pushing the cart, and the old people and children can't go. There are also people who are as thin as hemp sticks, with surprisingly big bellies, and they fall down while walking.
If you want to move, you can see how difficult it is, and how many people can go to the fiefdom of the eldest princess? How far can refugees with no food and no water go?
Mosquitoes buzz around people, hit your face and give it to you, smoking wormwood doesn't work.
Dong Xiaoying had no choice, so she trotted with the mule cart, dug her hands in the baggage for a while, and took out two cloth balls.
"You wear one, I'll put it on for my daughter."
Fang Mingyuan looked at the thing in his hand, "What?" ”
"Facekini!"
Dong Xiaoying has already put on her daughter's head.
It's okay for a girl to wear a pink face mask, you give me a yellow one, why should I wear it?
"Mother, is there anything else? Get me one? Chang'an shouted.
Fang Yue was about to tear off the cover on his head, but was held down by Dong Xiaoying, "You are a girl, your face is important, what do you want for a broken boy?" Do you give you a mask to put on it? ”
"Mother, I don't want to wear this either, it's ugly!" Fang Yue still has to talk.
Dong Xiaoying scolded: "Stupid is not stupid, is it stupid?" You have to wear this on the beach, it's breathable and cool, what's beautiful and ugly? Who knows you? Who do you know? ”
All right! It's true that no one knows me, but ...... Wearing it, tanning is even more sad.
Chang'an said helplessly: "At that time, you wrapped my head in a scarf, what about the scarf?" ”
Yes, at that time, I used a bicycle to send my son to school, and there was no flying hair on the street! It was uncomfortable for the white hair to fly into the nose, and he wrapped his son around his head with a gauze scarf, which did not affect his vision, and his breathing was smooth.
I want to ask the middle-aged aunt what decorations are so many, the scarf! All kinds of colors, all kinds of patterns, all kinds of styles are available for you to choose.
After a while, the stuffy man was covered with an orange scarf, Fang Mingyuan was wrapped in sky blue, Chang'an chose a smoky gray printed flower, the money string was crooked and didn't need to look at the road, the silk scarf was the most suitable, and the blue and white porcelain hijab on a white background.
Mrs. Niu wrapped a rose red scarf, Zhang's wrapped a big red scarf, and Zhao's here is a royal blue gauze with silver thread.
Again, there is no scarf, and all that is left are opaque silk, wool fleece, and cotton and wool warm scarves.
Dong Xiaoying gritted her teeth and took out a large silk scarf with a bronze geometric pattern that she didn't like very much, "Third sister, take scissors and twist two eyes, you can see things, and it won't affect walking." ”
Mrs. Niu snatched away the scarf, "Losers, such a big piece of material, you say you can hang it?" Woe thing, San'er, you don't have any cloth at home? Looking for a piece of twisted two holes missed? ”
Aunt Zhao stretched out her hand and twisted the square scarf, "This is the best silk, how can this flower be dyed?" Good stuff! Such a thing, put it in our home, it can't be used as a family heirloom? ”
Mrs. Niu glared at Dong Xiaoying, you can take everything out!
"Yes, this is a family heirloom, I'm not looking for a daughter-in-law yet, let's use it first." Dong Xiaoying really said that these brand-name silk scarves are not cheaper than brand-name bags, and they are scary, and they will be passed on to their daughter-in-law in the future.
"Put it away, Old Man Dong will leave you these heirlooms, don't take them out and cause trouble!"
Mrs. Niu stuffed the scarf into her arms and dragged her forward quickly, "Long snack eyes, these people look good, don't take it out and show it blindly." ”
When I walked to the front, I first saw my eldest son in a yellow-faced kini driving the car, "Emma! Goblin! ”
"Mother, it's me, what a goblin! The fourth brother had to let me wear a face covering. Fang Minggui's face was flushed at this moment, and he didn't wear the face mask of his younger brother and daughter-in-law, and the fourth brother had to let him wear it.
Niu Lao Niang stretched out her hand and pulled him down, you are a big brother, wearing the face mask of your brother's daughter-in-law, and you don't want to lose face.
"Give it to your third sister to wear, and then my mother will find you a fast cloth to wrap it in."
Looking up again, "Oops! This is a chick, what a little ghost. ”
"Mother said, the girl's face is important, let me take care of it." What's the little ghost, Fang Yue patted his face, um! The face kini is better than a gauze towel and is breathable!
Mrs. Niu nodded with a smile, rich people just know how to play, "Take care of it, the girl's face is the main one, we can't let mosquitoes bite a hemp." ”
Watching Dong Xiaoying stuff the square scarf into the baggage, Mrs. Niu was worried again, why did her grandson slanted to the side of the car? What about falling?
"Fat Dun is not hit like this, and he will go to the car with his milk."
"I'm not going, I'm going to be with my father." There is a comfortable seat in the back, but there is no mother by his side, who feeds him ham sausages and mineral water?
From dawn to dark, Chang'an looked up at the rising star, "I'm going down to walk." ”
"Don't be a demon, do it quickly."
Seeing the little young master slipping out of the ground, he had to carry him with one hand and hand him to his uncle.
Fang Mingyuan caught his son, stumbled and almost fell, "You are heavier than a bag of noodles, go to the ground quickly, and flash my old waist." ”
"Dad, look at the sky, look at the stars in the sky, the direction is off."
Fang Mingyuan looked up to the sky and sighed, "Son! There is nothing biased, the general direction is good, this kind of roadless wasteland is not considered to be deviated. ”
Chang'an didn't speak, it was not biased, and there was no map to compare.
I've seen the modern map, and it doesn't match the name of a place here. I don't know where to go, I say it's going north, so I'll walk with my head down!
The sky should be used as a bed, and the stars and moon are our night lights.
The wounded persisted in a stinky sweat for two days in this weather, and in the middle of the night, six of the wounded began to have a fever.