Song Fusheng wiped the sweat on his head and face with a towel around his neck.

The shopkeeper Niu was angry and asked, "Auntie, uncle, can you hold it?" ”

"Let's go!" Song Fusheng and the cow shopkeeper worked hard together and pushed the trolley again.

Qian Peiying carried a basket on her shoulder, a crutch in one hand, and Mi Shou in the other: "Mi Shou, are you tired." ”

Mi Shou's two calves trembled: "Don't be tired, Mi Shou can walk for another hour." Before he finished speaking, he fell at Qian Peiying's feet with a snap.

Qian Peiying squatted on the ground and hugged him, and the beads of sweat on the tip of her nose also fell to the ground.

At this time, Song Fuling was leading the way, carrying a backpack behind her, a kettle, a binocular, and a private important bag with her milk in her hand, which was said to have silver here.

Without the mule cart, no one can expect that Song Fuling can not only hold the bag, but also use her arms to help her milk, and take over her father's work, looking ahead with a telescope from time to time.

"There's a living person ahead, there's a living person!" Song Fuling shouted to everyone with excitement on her face.

In fact, everyone didn't know what the living could have to do with them, but it was so strange, as soon as they heard Song Poria shouting that there were living people, everyone was so tired that they couldn't do it, and they were a little discouraged, and they passed down one by one: "Quick, there are living people, work hard!" ”

It's a great deal.

In just an hour, the group of them walked on their legs, and they caught up with the living people in front of them.

You must know that these big living people may have set off a few days in advance, but they let them catch up, which shows how efficient they are.

But when they came closer and saw the appearance of these people clearly, everyone's first reaction was: we have to work harder and leave these living people behind.

Because of these 20 or so big living people, one by one, with big bellies, their limbs are as thin as hemp stalks, and at first glance, they have eaten Guanyin soil.

When these two dozen or so people saw them, it was as if there was light in their lives, "Give me saliva, I have silver, silver." ”

Another man who looked to be forty or fifty years old, wanted to say that silver is a fart, and I have a silver ticket: "I, I, me? ”

After a pause, he didn't say the word silver ticket in the end, he fell straight and fell near Song Fusheng, swallowing his breath.

Song Fusheng didn't even look at it, and said in his heart: I still have an air conditioner, color TV, and washing machine at home, do you think that is useful?

Everyone also thinks the same as Song Fusheng, and they all think that there is something wrong with you asking us for water, and if we go on, we will become what you are now.

Don't look at us poor, but at this time, if someone sells water to drink, let's get together and buy it with money.

These twenty or so pot-bellied living people, they only lay on the ground for a while, and they were left far behind by the team led by Song Fusheng.

Song Lingling looked at the binoculars: "There are living people in front of them." ”

This time, before she could turn around, her grandmother complained:

"Oh, don't tell the living, what can the living and the dead do, see a little green, and shout again when there is grass."

This kid, just now made them waste their feelings.

I thought it was a group of living people who could talk, and asked, where did the call come from, isn't it?

As a result, they were even worse than them, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to talk to those people for fear of infection.

Well, Song Fuling closed her mouth.

An hour later, there were more than two groups of refugees who were so thirsty that they couldn't walk, and the most tragic thing was that some of the refugees were too thirsty to walk, and they were crawling with their hands and feet. These climbers probably thought that if they could climb to a place where there was water.

Two hours later, Song Fuling's breathing was seriously unsteady, she licked her lower lip, and she was so tired that she couldn't look at Mrs. Ma: "Milk, you always peek to see what I do." ”

"Why don't you shout?"

"I didn't see green either, didn't you tell me not to shout."

The water in the private store is long gone, and the water for the whole team is long gone.

There is no hope, there is no life, Mrs. Ma said with a crying voice: "Fat girl, you say, is it possible that your father's treasure is broken?" ”

Until eight o'clock in the evening, Song Fusheng felt like he was taking a sweaty shower, and his clothes were wet.

He looked at the sky and said that it was not black, but it was white, and he couldn't see it clearly from a distance.

I can't wait, I can't go any longer, whether it's lack of water or walking, it's already at the limit.

This time is just right for small actions, and you have to go into the space to get water.

"Stop and rest!"