Chapter 151: Three Watches (950+ Monthly Passes)

Walk again to the intersection where you got lost at the time.

Song Fuling carried the basket behind her back, and while helping her father push the cart, she asked, "Dad, didn't you find out?" In fact, from the piece just now, this road has begun to twist crookedly. ”

"Is it crooked?"

"It's crooked, it's no longer due south and north, but you should turn right if you go north, that's why you're lost."

Song Fusheng was tired and sweaty, and he didn't accept that he had been an old driver for many years and turned around. Isn't it rumored that a ghost hit the wall?

Song Fuling snorted:

"Someone can get lost, but they can't tell the difference between the east and the west. There are forests inside, and there are no villages to guide me, so I keep walking deeper, and the more I walk, the more confused I become.

Who knows if those who have been lost have starved to death or been eaten by large beasts, or maybe they have been lost for a month and a half and returned home.

The information here is more asymmetrical, and it is more believed in the gossip that spreads everywhere, which scares everyone. Just in case, no one goes, and it will be fulfilled for us.

If it is replaced by a person who can lead the way, well, like those experienced veterans or leaders, people will have to scoff at what the common people say, and they will not make this kind of mistake.

It's not that I'm so good, Dad, it's Dad, you'......"

Song Fuling sneered and laughed, and actually used red cloth strips to lead the way.

Song Fusheng: "......" is a stinky girl, and she doesn't forget to bury him when she is tired enough to choke on the road.

When I walked to the crossroads, I was about to turn right and leave this area, but not only the two of them were sighing and summarizing, but the big guys also had deep feelings for this place.

"Oh, I won't see a pine forest anymore."

"This pine forest is the hero, how much silver will you put on us. Thanks to the pine forest! ”

"Huh? You say, could it be that there are many of us surnamed Song here, so that we met the pine forest? ”

"How?"

"Listen, Song, Song, one word."

"Hey, hey, it's nonsense. But if there were a village around here, it would be nice for us to settle here. ”

"You want to be beautiful, that's where you want to stay."

Gao Tietou looked back and smiled: "Uncle Song, it's useless to settle here, the third uncle said, pine nuts are harvested in three years, a small harvest in five years, and a big harvest in five years, we will collect it this year, and I don't know what it will be like next year." ”

"That's it, the forest is not light, let us be a scourge, and later, the branches will be broken off a lot, right? Enough to raise for two years. ”

"The branches of the trees are still alive, and the grave circles passing by are almost flattened by the grave buns. Especially the ones in front of the forest, it's in the way, this guy let us all step on it. ”

"It's strange for you to say, we still feel panicked when we go to the first day, and our hairs stand up, why don't you put the grave circle in your eyes when you go later?"

Wang Zhongyu pushed his arms hard to get out of the car, and only after passing the uphill road did he answer with a smile: "I'm also panicking, but I just thought, even if there are one or two of them in the cold, I will do it with him." No matter how scary he looks, he can still have the fat girl's face, hahaha. ”

Everyone laughed.

It can be seen that Song Poria's mask is very versatile: sunscreen in hot weather, warm in cold weather, can protect the face from being wrinkled when the wind is strong, scared the thief fart and urine, exercise for everyone, often look at the scary thing, and I am stunned to see it every day and practice it for the guts.

However, Song Fuling's mask photos were not common before, because Song Fuling was worried about multiple quarrels. Sometimes she wears a mask on the inside and a black cloth hood on the outside, and the hood only shows one eye, shielding the mask. Sometimes you don't wear it at all. Mrs. Ma, Mi Shou, and Brother Xiaohu used the same masks, listening to Song Fuling's words, they only wore them when they were in a hurry, and put them away when they saw others when they came to the edge of the city.

When they are cold and thirsty, they use the two bags of pine towers they bring to boil water in situ, and while roasting the hands and feet of frozen wood, they can take a sip of the newly filled hot water bladder to make their stomachs hot.

It seems to be okay, but in fact, only they know the hardship.

In particular, there are two seriously wounded people here. One was when he fell from a tree, although there was no injury on his body, he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and it looked like he fell to the ground and hit it lightly. The other is that he hit his head when he fell, and he was always dizzy and insisting, Song Fusheng knew that this was a modern slight concussion.

Let everyone go to the county town in front, and if it doesn't work, they will settle down to see a doctor and grab some medicine.

Whenever this kind of situation of spending money appeared, everyone was disobedient, and it was useless for Song Fusheng to break it and crumple it, and they shook their heads like rattles, including the patient with a slight concussion.

It's so miserable, Song Fusheng never thought that their group of refugees would become little fat sheep in the eyes of others.

If you want to slaughter the little sheep, you can slaughter them quickly, and you will kill them when you are done.

Several officers and soldiers guarding the gate in Wuquan County and a small leader glanced at each other, yo, this group of people brought a lot of things.

Look, most of them were carrying bedding, and some of the women were carrying bamboo baskets, which were covered with tattered clothes, and I don't know what they contained.

Two wheelbarrows pulled buckets of water, and the two carts were full of large iron pots and various agricultural tools for farming, and hoes, knives, and shovels were very complete.

Look at this dry food, one of the small soldiers walked to the trolley, dragged the wrapper, and dropped a few fine noodle steamed buns, which were very good. picked up another furoshiki, knowing that it might also be filled with steamed buns, he shook his arm and shook it vigorously, and more than 20 steamed buns fell to the ground.

Mrs. Ma knelt on the ground and picked up steamed buns regardless of it: "Official, what are you doing here?" How do we eat it? ”

"I'll see if there's anything suspicious in it, what's wrong? Can't you? ”

Another soldier also rummaged around the wheelbarrows, and saw that there were several carts with wooden sticks stuck in them, and the thick wooden sticks were still drying mushrooms, and he dragged them with his hands, and a large bunch of half-dried mushrooms were all broken.

Mrs. Wang trembled and stood in front of another trolley, blocking the mushrooms on this cart, clasped her hands together and begged: "Official, we are old and young, there is really nothing to eat on the road, pick some mushrooms for mats." ”

didn't make a good move, the official pulled away Mrs. Wang, and pushed it straight to a big heel, and several men nearby all let go of the handlebars and blocked in front of Mrs. Wang.

Song Lizheng and Song Fusheng rushed over, and the little leader in it stabbed open the sack with a knife, and the pine nuts in the sack were all sprinkled on the ground.

Song Fusheng clenched his fists: "Dare to ask the official, we?" ”

"Roll the edge!" The little leader shouted, "Open the bag and check it for me!" ”

Sack after sack was punctured and leaked, and if the inspection was not done well, the bag had to be poked and damaged.

The women threw themselves on the sack and couldn't protect it, and the children were frightened, crying while picking up pine nuts very sensibly, but they forgot that they were careful with ten pounds and eight pounds of pine nuts on their backs, squatting on the ground and picking them up, and the pine nuts in the big hat on their backs also fell down.

Qian Mishou hugged the leg of one of the officers and soldiers who was about to tie the bag and cried: "We still have to sell the silver, don't do this." ”