The women are all like a toiling public, working hard and complaining, and working is working.

From morning till night, he tried his best to keep his rations, and kept pouring food into the hole like a hamster.

Study what to eat and save food and carry hunger, aspects to carry. Thinking about what to wear for the men and babies in the family to keep warm, I am busy for the future.

After three days, the men were idle one by one, looking at the heavy rain and worrying.

In the shelter, Song Lizheng was worried in his heart:

In the past three days, no one else has gone up the mountain.

I don't know if I didn't see the mark or whatever.

Is there any conscription in the village? What is the situation now, the old and young masters are safe.

The high butcher sat cross-legged on the shelf, picking his feet and asking:

"Zhao Fugui is so shadowless? He took the spring flowers all the way back to the village, how did it drop, three days, what about others. Do you want to wait for the rain to stop and come back? His dead mother-in-law, I don't even want her for this bad old man. ”

After thinking about it, he said: "If you really go back to the village, Zhao Fugui can tell us how the village is." ”

The high butcher said so, but he muttered a little in his heart: It rained so hard, if they really chased them on the road, the father and daughter would not even have a place to protect themselves from the rain, and the surroundings would be barren. According to the length of the journey, if you really find it, you should come to them, not back to the village. Those with better brains will choose this way.

It's been three days, and I haven't heard from him, and I'm going to die of hunger.

Tian Xifa looked at the mountain and sighed:

Not to mention hunting at the moment, he has a hard time climbing mountains.

One foot is a big thin mud, and one can slip and fall without paying attention.

In the past few days, it has become two porridges, and the two meals are not carried, and more than 20 people eat at a time, and then save, and ten catties of food are not seen every day.

After three days, an empty grain bag has been poured out, and it will go on like this...... Alas, it takes a lot of effort to hunt and help my mother-in-law add a dish, and God can't do it.

Wang Zhongyu, the youngest son of Mrs. Wang, also said: "It can't rain anymore, if it goes on like this, we won't have any firewood to burn." There is not much firewood that has been saved and the leaves have been removed and watered so that they are wet and unusable. This is thanks to my third brother Song to burn charcoal, we are not panicked, and we can withstand it for a while if we don't use it. ”

Several others also spoke about the difficulties.

For example, it is inconvenient to eat, drink and lazar, and the luggage is damp.

For example, those animals in the barn, it is easy to make those cows and mules sick on a heavy rainstorm. If they are sick, they can spoil the vegetables, and they will be bitten by various insects in the mountains.

Song Fusheng was very worried that it would rain like this again, although the mudslide could not be talked about, because there were many trees in the ancient primeval forest, and the trees could be sheltered.

Therefore, mudslides rarely occurred in ancient history, and this happened in modern society.

But he was worried about the vast mountain, and the soil on the mountain would not be washed away by the heavy rain and then fall stones.

Their tent was on a tree, and if the rocks fell, it would hit them.

In case of.

Don't believe this, Song Fusheng believes it very much, their family of three is unlucky, otherwise they can't come here.

The more he thought about it, the more disturbed he became, Song Fusheng unzipped his backpack, took out binoculars from inside, put on a poncho and a hat and walked out of the shelter.

When the high butcher saw it, he didn't continue to pick his feet, and hurriedly took his coat and went out in a hurry on straw sandals.

Several other people also followed Song Fusheng on their heels.

That's right, everyone is very curious about the telescope, and they finally knew that there is such a "treasure" two days ago.

Once it was taken out, it shocked the four seats.

But everyone has a sentence in their hearts that they don't know whether to say it or not: Is this "treasure" broken?

Song Tongsheng bragged about it, but he didn't do it well, and he couldn't see anything.

Several big men braved the wind and rain and said:

"Little San, can you see it this time?"

Song Fusheng shook his head: "I still can't see it." ”

"Isn't it useless?"

Song Fusheng shook his head again: "It's okay with that." It's that the visibility is too low now, and it's heavy rain and fog. When it doesn't rain and the fog clears, you can see the trail and see if anyone is passing by. ”

It's the same as if they hadn't said it, and they want to know it now.

Song Li was holding a cigarette pouch pot, the cigarette pouch was not lit at all, and he was reluctant to give up the little tobacco leaves left.

It's just to get over the addiction.

Song Lizheng frowned and could kill mosquitoes, thought about it again and again, and finally made up his mind:

"Since we can't count on the treasure now, we can't wait like this. This cave is not a home, and you can't live here for the rest of your life. We have to know the situation under the mountain, so let's figure out what to do next. ”

Song Fusheng helped him summarize: "Li Zhengye, you are going down the mountain." ”

Song Lizheng sighed in his heart, what are you talking about? You can't say that.

What kind of mountain did he go down, he was old with old arms and legs, and he didn't need to put these strong laborers, he went down in the wind and rain? How dangerous it is, give him another wrestling.

"That, I'm going down the mountain, but I'm in the middle, but my legs and feet are delaying my work, and I can't accept the old man. I think it's better for a few of you to weigh it, huh? Let's see who can do it, Fusheng, you take the lead. ”

Song Fusheng didn't want to go down, it was rain and wind outside, and once he went down the mountain, he might not be able to come back when.

But everyone looked at him and expected him to come up with a charter.

Song Fusheng said that he hadn't climbed the mountain much, it was useless to look at him, he had no experience. Everyone said that you just need to use your brain, and see what can help us analyze and analyze.

Song Fusheng said that it would be better for the family to send a representative, this road is not easy to walk, and fourteen people go down together to take care of each other.

When the eldest brother Song Fucai heard this, he took the initiative to stand up and say that he wanted to go, saying that the third child of his family was weak, and he was the representative of the eldest brother.

When everyone heard this, they were a little unwilling. I am unwilling to say nothing, anyway, I just want to go down the mountain with Song Fusheng, and I don't want to be with Song Fucai. I always feel that Song Fusheng is here, he is clever, he seems to be very capable, he is down-to-earth, and he obeys him.

Song Fusheng was just about to borrow the slope to get off the donkey, but he didn't expect everyone to retreat and want to borrow a telescope.

It is said that if the "treasure" is really good, the next half of the mountain, even through the heavy rain, you can see the situation on the road, and you don't have to go down to the bottom of the mountain.

If this is borrowed from a lighter, Song Fusheng will borrow it without a struggle, but a telescope? He was the first and first person in ancient times.

"Dad, are you really going down the mountain?" Song Fuling asked.

Song Fusheng was embarrassed to say that he was picking the door, and he didn't want to use the telescope to go down the mountain under the pretense of another hand. That kind of speech seems not high-end in the girl's heart.

"Well, I'll go down and take a look. These ancients don't need to be brainwashed to keep their brains spinning, and I'm worried that they will go down the mountain in vain and won't see things. Follow a trip. ”

Qian Peiying combed Song Fusheng's head with a leather case, wore a hat on his head, a mask on his face, and smeared his ears and neck with wind oil essence to prevent mosquitoes.

He also put some dry food in his old Song schoolbag, boiled water in the thermos kettle, and the water bladder with shoes tied around his waist was filled with liquor sold in ancient shops, and the low degree can also play a role in driving away the cold.

Song Poria squatted down to spray vinegar with a watering can for his father.

Spray onto the upper leg of your shoes and up to your knees, and bottle them in a while.

They didn't take out the big watering can for watering the flowers at home, it was too big to take up space and piercing people's eyes. The small watering can, which is not big, was used by Song Poling to take out the lotion on a plane before.

Song Fusheng dressed neatly and set off.

He walked into the rain before he turned around and opened his mouth to say a few words, his eyes full of reluctance.

Qian Peiying waved at him: "I know what you want to say, but don't be verbose, dare to send it off, don't worry about yours." ”

Alas, why did this daughter-in-law do this to him.

More than a dozen people braved the heavy rain, one foot deep and one foot shallow down the mountain.

Song Fusheng really realized that it was difficult to go down the mountain. You must know that this is a primeval forest, there is no road and it is raining heavily, it is really a step by step, a foot and a thin mud, and the crutches almost slip out.

After walking for more than two hours, he was tired and wheezing.

The more I walked, the more I complained in my heart: Isn't it good to stay well? It's really idle to have to go down the mountain.

With a pop, Song Fusheng fell for the second time.

Tian Xifa led the way at the front, wiped the rain on his face and turned back and shouted, "Third brother, are you okay?" ”

Song Fusheng's words "It's okay" were already stuck in his throat, but his face suddenly changed, and he pointed not far away and stammered directly: "I, I, I, I, I!" ”

Just look at Zhao Fugui, who has been missing for three days, the whole person has been soaked, and I don't know what animal was bitten, and the meat on his limbs, including the meat on his neck, was all eaten.

This is thanks to the rain, and it can also play a role in preserving freshness. If it hadn't rained, let alone wild beasts, ants and mosquitoes would have been able to feed him.