Mrs. Ma asked the shopkeeper, if there are any peppercorns, can you give some?

The shopkeeper stopped the abacus in his hand, rolled his eyes and said, since you entered the city, do you know how much silver our pepper has risen?

Mrs. Ma asked, can you give some ginger? Cook some ginger soup for the babies to ward off the cold.

The shopkeeper said, since you have entered the city, let alone rice noodles, only ginger, do you know how much silver ginger has risen?

Mrs. Ma glanced at him fiercely in her heart, and she couldn't help but say:

"Shopkeeper, are you willing? Our village is the most populous village in Shili and Eight Townships, and there are more than 100 households in the village, and there are only a dozen of them left, and those people do not know whether they are alive or dead.

As far as we are, you have also seen that the old are old and the young are young.

Are you willing to raise your money? Just you, I can't wait to burn a firewood to collect cashiers, we have no place to cry, buy a small bottle of pills for headache and brain fever, there are not a few in total, collect us six taels, six taels, why don't you just eat our meat and drink our blood. ”

After saying this, the two of them were silent across the cash register.

The shopkeeper sighed, took the lead in breaking the silence, pointed to the back hall and said angrily: "Just say what I said, let you use it in vain, alas, cook it yourself!" ”

"Hicc," Mrs. Ma immediately folded her hands and bowed again: "Thank you, thank you shopkeeper." ”

Bowls of ginger soup were brought into two rooms, into the firewood room, and into the horse ring.

In the soup in the bowl, some of the ginger can't be seen at all, just borrowing the flavor.

Several daughters-in-law were responsible for collecting the bowls, urging them to drink quickly, because they borrowed other people's bowls and had to be responsible for cleaning them.

Mrs. Ma took the two ginger roots back to the room, stepping on the ground on tiptoe, afraid of stepping on the hands and feet of several grandchildren. A ginger root was given to Da Lang and asked several men to rub their feet.

Holding another ginger root in his hand, he hugged Song Poria's feet and rubbed it.

"Oops, milk, no."

"Bear with me."

"No, I can't bear it, it's more itchy, hahaha."

"Don't clean up, do you always giggle, there are people living in the house next to the house."

Song Fuling bit her back and endured it, Mrs. Ma finished rubbing her little granddaughter's feet, and then dragged Song Jinbao's feet and continued to rub them.

Qian Peiying glanced at Mi Shou in her arms, "Are Mi Shou's hands and feet itchy?" ”

Mi Shou was a little wilted, and he was sleepy at first glance: "Mi Shou is not frozen, is my aunt itchy?" Aunt rubbing. ”

Qian Peiying wiped Qian Mishou's face with a hot towel, and after wiping it, she shook Mishou's little body and said, "Sleep, sleep." ”

When Song Jinbao's soles were rubbed, Jiang Gen basically didn't have any ginger juice, and Mrs. Ma also treated it as a treasure and handed it to Song Yinfeng.

Song Yinfeng glanced at the peach blossoms and didn't give her daughter first. I thought to myself, the second brother and the second brother and sister are in the firewood room, and the more the second brother is not there, the more they can't treat other people's children badly. She sat on her knees and dragged the big girl on her feet and rubbed them.

If you want to say that although it is in the north, the current month is not so cold that it freezes like this, and the temperature difference is only large in the morning and evening.

It was caused by the extremely warm weather before, and then it was suddenly cold while walking, walking in the wind, the wind was blowing, and the cold and heat were unbearable.

Song Poria rummaged through the bag and found out the ancient flour oil. I didn't even have water before, and the children who escaped the famine didn't talk about washing their faces, they weren't qualified to wash their faces, and they didn't use much facial oil.

Now that she took it out, she clicked her scalp with one hand, wiped some facial oil on her feet with the other, and then wrapped her feet in the black plastic bag that had been used to wash her hair. handed it to Qian Peiying again.

Qian Peiying also wiped some and wiped Mi Shou's little face. Baby, the cheekbones are all red and wrinkled. The baby also asked, auntie, did you wipe it, how did you wipe your face and hurt. Can it not hurt? it.

Qian Peiying wiped it and handed it to Song Yinfeng, Song Yinfeng waved her hand tightly and said no.

"Eldest sister, I don't have any energy, don't give you anything, you always push, you are tired, I am also tired.

Hurry up, like our mother, wipe the peach blossoms, the eldest girl and the second girl, and those boys.

Remember to wipe some tomorrow morning, and this thing will be on the table. Let's not have to make it like a person now, there are officials in charge, no one is robbing on the road, it can alleviate a little bit. ”

After hearing this, Song Yinfeng peeked at the faces of the third brother and sister several times, and then took it. That didn't let the peach blossoms wipe their feet, only let them rub some oil on their faces and hands.

Da Lang and a few of their young men, lying on the ground very resistant, and they didn't wipe anything, they turned over and hid when they shouted, how could any man wipe this thing.

Song Fuling sat on the bed, scratching her hair impatiently, so she simply put her hands together and tickled herself like a madman.

Er Ya turned over when she stepped on: "Fat girl, don't scratch it, I want to scratch it when you scratch it, it's itchy all over." ”

Qian Peiying also patted her daughter's knee and asked her to scratch it lightly, and then scratch it to bleed. You don't have to guess to know that there are lice. It should be said, who here is not long? It's all lice.

Song Fuling had a honeycomb head on her head, and tiptoed to Mrs. Ma's bed with face oil in this image. After only a while, there were still people talking in the house, and Mrs. Ma was asleep, which showed how tired she was.

Song Fuling held her milk's feet, and her little hands were rubbing facial oil, afraid of waking her milk, so she carefully wiped it up, and wrapped it in a cloth after wiping.

Mrs. Tian lay on her side, looked back, and sighed in her heart.

Song Yinfeng glanced at the peach blossoms and the eldest girl and the second girl, she finally understood why the old lady was biased all the way to the fat girl.

If you want to say that she used to hurt the fat girl, but to tell the truth when she was a daughter, she always felt that the old lady was chong the third brother and the fat girl had a good grandfather or something. This time, the journey was really different.

The grandparents and grandchildren went from fighting with each other to walking together with their arms, chattering along the way, we don't know what the old and the young are talking about. When there was a shortage of water, it didn't stop the old lady and the fat girl from often talking privately.

At this time, Song Fusheng came out of Song Lizheng's room, not only to re-bandage the eldest brother in this room, but also to check other people's wounds.

Summing up everyone's injuries in one sentence, people who are cheap are really easy to feed. Si Zhuang chattered day by day, not to mention, the hemostatic effect of the fire was better than that of his anti-inflammatory drugs, and everyone had already begun to grow new flesh buds.

Song Fusheng asked the eldest brother to go back to the room, he planned to go to the firewood room and the horse circle to see how everyone was doing, otherwise he would not be at ease. Can't count on Li Zheng, Grandpa is old and has already been stunned.

When he arrived at the firewood room, Song Fusheng asked, have you washed it? Soak your hands and feet while there are hot water bubbles. Is the quilt enough to be laid? If it's not enough, he went to discuss with the shopkeeper, borrowed a few quilts, and before leaving tomorrow morning, let's change and wash people diligently.

Mrs. Wang was lying on the ground, she was quite close to the stove pit, and waved her hand as a representative and replied: "Fusheng's nephew go back and rest, don't worry, this is all good, we are all good." "That's right, nephew, Mrs. Wang has decided to talk about kinship from Mrs. Ma, she and Mrs. Ma will be sisters in the future, and they will be completely "mothers".

Song Fusheng felt that there were few people after inspecting the circle, and when he arrived at the horse circle, he immediately realized that there were too few people.

"Where have you gone?"

The shopkeeper replied: "Uncle, the money spent by the high butcher bought some boards in the hands of the running hall and took people to make carriages for the three trolleys. The shopkeeper said, "Ding, don't let you dig in this courtyard, so they pulled the cart and took the board and went to work on the official road." ”

and also told Song Fusheng: "Those boys in the iron head are still studying to make charcoal by themselves, I'm afraid we won't have enough on the road." ”

Song Fusheng frowned and messed around. It takes seven or eight hours to burn charcoal, and you don't have to sleep all night, and you have to hurry tomorrow.

When he rushed to the official road and saw the iron-headed them, he breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that these people would dig a pit and bag.

Tietou was still unhappy: "Third uncle, this is not as convenient as being on the mountain." Firewood is not allowed to be used casually, and wood is even more so, how to burn charcoal. ”

Song Fusheng ignored him.

The high butcher smiled proudly and pointed to the two newly made carriages: "Is it quite densely chiseled?" It's not windy, I don't believe you put your hand in it and feel the feeling. In this way, the babies can be warmer inside, and the charcoal pot fire does not have to be scraped and choked and coughed. It's just that we have to pull the cart in front, I'll put on a rope, you see, when the time comes, pick a few strong and don't lose the cart. ”

Guo Lao laughed and said: "I can pull it, this time we have a carriage, so as not to worry about a kind person like my grandfather." People always worry that we will freeze the babies to death. Look at the eyes of all of us, as if we are miserable. Let them take a look tomorrow, we guys are no worse than what they bought. ”

The other men's tired heads were sweating, and they also echoed: "That's it, show them Ming." ”

At this moment, Song Fusheng squinted and saw that not far away, Teng Tou walked in the direction of the inn where they were through the official road, and at first glance, he came to them on purpose and had something to say.

He turned around and looked at the men who didn't sleep and made carriages for the babies.

"Go back early after finishing," leaving this sentence, Song Fusheng strode back to the inn.

When he walked into the inn, his eyes caught Teng Tou's shadow, and he smiled at Teng Tou and hugged his fists and said to the shopkeeper: "Bring a pot of wine, and then two stacks of side dishes." ”

In the vestibule, there were more than two dozen empty tables, and Song Fusheng and Teng Tou were sitting by the window.

The liquor is poured onto the cup and makes a sound.

Song Fusheng raised his glass: "Tengtou, in fact, I wanted to go over to find you just now, I have been busy working, and I am afraid that you will go at this hour, you have rested, and I wanted to talk to you tomorrow morning." ”

Teng's throat moved, and his hands under the table clenched into fists. The person in front of him is too transparent, and the more he understands it, the more embarrassed he is to say it.

But those families, when they arrived at the inn, except for the grandfather, everyone looked for them, and their colleagues and subordinates also agreed to throw this group of people down, and they went first.

Song Fusheng looked at Teng Tou's expression, poured wine again, and took the initiative to break the topic.

He said Tengtou, can you tell me how to get to the destination, how to go all the way, which towns to pass through in the middle, what procedures are needed, if you need to pass through the city, can you leave it for me, can we go separately.

It is convenient for us to be with others, to be convenient for ourselves, and the trolley follows the team, and we are very difficult.