Untie the cart from the dead cow.

The high butcher endured the heartache and brandished the pig-killing knife, blood on his face and arms.

The high butcher listened to Song Fusheng's idea, picked the good meat on the cow and cut it, and threw the meat directly on the car after cutting the blood.

After killing his own family, he rushed forward to kill the Li Zheng family.

Song Lizheng was sitting on the ground at this time, being watched by everyone.

Originally, the body was not high, and it would not dare to move.

But in order to protect his great-grandson, the old man forced his tail vertebrae to land on the ground, and he immediately fell and didn't dare to move.

Although his family is a big family, with a group of sons and grandchildren, there are many children and a lot of things.

Now that the ox that can pull his feet is gone, the old man doesn't dare to move if he falls, at least he has to pour out two strong laborers to push the unloaded cart.

Mrs. Ma glanced behind her, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Gao family was putting things away, and the main family in front was also being re-placed, so she had to make a vacant space for the old man to clean up on the trolley so that he could lie crookedly, she sighed deeply.

Mrs. Ma's face was full of sorrow, and she was worried in her heart:

She had more things in her house, and she had already killed one mule, and if the other two were to fall down at any moment, she was really worried about who would push the carts that were unloaded from the mules, especially since the two mules left in her house were in carriages.

Forget it, the carriage will be disassembled then.

And the mule that was killed at noon, the unloaded cart is now being pushed by Huzi and Sizhuang.

Tian Xifa pushed the car of the old Tian family, originally the four strong were pushing the old Tian family, Tian Xifa could still go out to find water, but now he can't do anything, and there is not enough manpower.

If those two mules fall, let her have three children?

Alas, her three sons are also useless, and she can be out of breath with a baby on her back, if she pushes the cart while walking, it will be over.

The cow shopkeeper is also old, even if the cow shopkeeper and San'er push one together, what about the remaining one, Mrs. Ma glanced at Da Lang: Well, let the eldest son and Erlang push the original one, pull it out for Da Lang, come and ......

Song Fuling found that her milk was looking at her, "What's wrong?" ”

Mrs. Ma shook her head, this is her father, she can't use it, she can't walk, and she will be tired and disabled from time to time when she rides in the car, and she can't count on it.

could only look back, and her eyes skimmed over Song Yinfeng, the three daughters-in-law, and the other three granddaughters who carried the basket, including Mrs. Tian, and she glanced at them twice.

If it doesn't work, let's go up with the girls, alas, how neat this is, thinking and thinking are on fire.

However, Mrs. Ma now has an experience, that is, when she is desperate, she looks at her sister-in-law's house.

Well, after reading it, the only cow is gone, the eldest brother is lame and pushes the cart, the sister-in-law's family is so miserable, and she has confidence again.

In fact, Mrs. Ma's worries are also shared by other families who raise livestock.

Even if there is a letter or something at home, I can't wait to kneel down and bow to the blessing, temporarily hug the Buddha's feet, and pray that the cow can keep running, and the cow does not have to drink water and eat grass.

The team marched again, and at the back of the procession, two bloody old cows that had been cut off in the east and one in the west.

"Fusheng, it's getting dark, do you want to stop and rest," Song Li asked, spreading out on the cart.

"No, I can't rest, I was here before, and I saw that there seemed to be a small village in front of me." Song Fusheng pointed to the telescope.

When Song Lizheng heard this, he came to the head of the spirit.

You know, they've walked hundreds of miles, and they've never seen a house, let alone a village.

The telescope was probably too far away, and the group walked from 7 o'clock in the evening to 11 o'clock in the evening, mosquitoes buzzing around their ears.

But I finally saw the houses one by one, and the results were:

Song Fusheng, who was uneducated, blurted out: "What the hell is this village, oh!" ”

The cultured Song Fuling was frightened and talked to herself in her heart:

"Ten rooms and nine emptiness, there are no dogs in the village.

Look closely under the torches, the grass and trees are exhausted.

If you're not careful, you'll step on it, and you'll be white.

After entering the village, I did not meet a single cultivator. ”