"Sangyu, don't make trouble."

As soon as Meng Qinghu's words fell, he closed his mouth in surprise.

A piece of meat was literally swallowed by him, chewing so much that the bones rattled so loudly that everyone could hear it.

"He can't really be hungry, can he?"

Shi Yandao picked up a piece of meat in disbelief and put it over, snow-white snake meat, red lips. In normal times, he gave meat to Xiao Muchen, which was absolutely impossible.

But now he has done it, and Xiao Muchen has eaten it too!

Most of the bowl of mulberry elm meat was fed to Xiao Muchen, and everyone kept watching Xiao Muchen eat it, forgetting that they hadn't eaten yet.

When Sang Yu poured the soup in the bowl into Xiao Muchen's mouth, she took back her chopsticks: "Okay, one hot bowl, don't think about eating more." ”

When she said this, Xiao Muchen miraculously stopped moving again, as if he continued to fall asleep.

Jing Zhan looked at the pot full of snake meat and wild vegetables, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips, at least everyone can divide two bowls per person, and besides, there is still half of it soaked in water and not cooked.

When everyone finishes eating the pot, the half of it should be cooked, and put it outside to attract flies and insects.

For a meal, everyone was very full, and in the end, it was Meng Qinghu, who fed Xiao Muchen a bowl of meat and half a bowl of soup.

Everyone lay in the shade of the trees and looked up at the sky.

Thousands of miles away from home, no one knows what awaits them in front of them.

"Huzi, I've forgotten what my grandparents look like."

Jing Zhan looked at the sky, he remembered when he was a child, when he was a child, it was so distant and blurry, he couldn't remember what it looked like when he was a child.

"Grandpa is very fierce, and if he doesn't complete his training well, he will curse. Grandma would make delicious pies, and when we left, her legs and feet were already bad and she couldn't walk far. ”

Sang Yu whispered beside him: "Grandpa likes to farm, and grandma likes to cook." I remember when I was a kid, you liked to follow your grandfather the most, and your grandfather liked you the most. ”

Jing Zhan seemed to really see that he was carrying a hoe specially customized for him by his grandfather and followed his grandfather to the ground. Huzi followed behind, leading the smaller little mulberry elm. The three of them were strung together, followed behind their grandfather, and walked crookedly on the ridge.

The grass in the field hoeed and grew, and grew and hoeed.

They don't have the patience to weed, they always want to do it once and for all, and grandpa patiently tells them that there is no such thing as a one-time thing in the world. This is the case with farming, and this is the case with life.

Jing Zhan couldn't help but feel lucky, glad that when he was growing up, he met his grandparents and Huzi Sangyu. It was they who gave him love, and it was his grandfather who taught him to be a man.

It was they who made him not become a walking dead and did not exterminate humanity during his time in the training camp.

He pulled a weed and put it in his mouth, wanting to go back to District 8 and see his grandparents.

"I miss my grandparents."

Sang Yu turned over, lying on his side and looking at Xiao Muchen who was not far away: "I don't know how my grandparents are doing." ”

In fact, she was more worried about Grandpa Meng's body, there were some things she didn't dare to think about, she just wanted to go back to District 8, push open the door and grandparents were there, they were waiting for her.

This is the best result.

And the worst result is that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to be filial and the kiss is no longer there.

Meng Qinghu also sighed deeply, he now wants to be like Jing Zhan, how good it would be to have a pair of wings.

He said this: "If only I had a pair of wings, I can fly back to see my grandparents now." ”

As soon as his words fell, Jing Zhan sat up suddenly: "I'll go back, I can." ”

He's got wings, he can.

Sang Yu and Meng Qinghu both sat up and looked at Jing Zhan with warm eyes.

That's right, Jing Zhan has wings, Jing Zhan can, he is also the grandson of his grandparents.

He can go back to the town of District 8 first, see his grandparents, and tell the old people the news that they are safe.

"Jing Zhan."

Sang Yu hugged Jing Zhan's arm, looked at Jing Zhan warmly, she wanted to say, you take me there.

But she knew it wasn't realistic.

In Spring City, Jing Zhan took her to the beach, and she knew how tired he was along the way.

"You go now." Sang Yu shook his head again after speaking: "No, it's too hot now, it's daytime again, you sleep, go to bed now, you go at night." ”

As she spoke, she went to push Jing Zhan, as if it was best for him to fall asleep right now.

"Sang Yu, calm down."

Meng Qinghu was also very excited, but he was much more rational than Sang Yu.

"Jing Zhan can go, report the news of our safety to my grandparents. What I'm most afraid of is that the people at the base will go back, and if we don't, they won't be at ease. and Xiao Muchen's grandfather, it's best to let grandpa find someone to bring a message to tell him that Xiao Muchen is safe. ”

Jing Zhan nodded: "Well, I know, I went to see my grandparents, and I'll come back after bringing the letter." ”

"Nope."

Meng Qinghu stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't come back, it's very hard to go back and forth, not to mention, grandparents also need your help to tidy up." Aren't we going home, you go back early, we have to clean up the house, clean the room, and prepare some food and drink......"

"But ......"

Jing Zhan was a little reluctant, as long as Sang Yu didn't arrive home, he wouldn't be at ease.

"Don't, you listen to me."

Meng Qinghu gave Jing Zhan a look behind his back, and his mouth pursed at Xiao Muchen.

Jing Zhan immediately understood what he meant, Xiao Muchen's current state didn't know when he would wake up, he was different from others, he was the commander of the base, and his identity was different.

Now there is a master in their team, like a time bomb, and no one knows if he really wants to follow them back to the base, or if he wants to sneak into the base to get more information.

"Good. Then I'll wait at home for you to come back. ”

Thinking that Jing Zhan was going to go on the road alone, he went to visit his grandparents and report to them that they were safe.

Sang Yu couldn't sleep excitedly, she turned over cautiously, facing the direction of Jing Zhan.

Jing Zhan lay down, and he didn't fall asleep. He heard the movement and turned his head slightly to look at Sang Yu, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Jing Zhan."

Sang Yu leaned over lightly and whispered: "I tell you, in the grove behind the mountain, there is a clearing, you remember to go and see, I buried seeds there." ”

"Also, do you remember the trench we trained in when we were kids?"

Jing Zhan shook his head, he couldn't remember.

"The trench that Grandpa dug for us was wide and deep. When I left, I thought about digging and digging, and we were not at home, so this trench would be wasted. I secretly planted sweet potatoes on the trench, and I buried lotus seeds in the trench, and I don't know what happened now. ”

The corners of Jing Zhan's mouth couldn't help but smile: "I'll go back and show you, if the grass grows, I'll help pull it out, and if it grows well, I'll give you nursing care." I'll see it when you get back. ”

Sang Yu nodded, thinking about what else he had to explain.

She has a lot to say, a lot of things to explain, all kinds of words are blocked in her throat, she doesn't know which one to say, and she doesn't know what she wants to say.

After a long time, Sang Yu still let out a long sigh.

No matter how much you explain, it's better to go back and see for yourself.

The town of the eighth district, the place where she is haunted by her dreams, she is finally going back.

Sang Yu slept for a long time, and in her dream she seemed to have returned to the town of District 8 and lived with her grandparents.

When she woke up, it was already twilight, and there was a faint mist all around.

The four of them were sitting around the fire talking in the light of the fire.

Four?

Sang Yu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the ground, without Xiao Muchen, he woke up.

"Are you awake?"

Sang Yu raised his head, and it was Xiao Muchen who spoke, his eyes were bright and radiant. It looks like I've just been sick.

"Hmm."

Sang Yu turned over and sat up and straightened her hair.

"You woke up, when did you wake up? How's it going, is there anything uncomfortable? ”

"It's okay, I'm fine, how are you."

"I'm fine."

Sang Yu looked at Xiao Muchen suspiciously, what could she do, the old way, how did this person have a fever Did he burn out his brain.

"When you and Jing Zhan rescued me, I knew, I actually knew, but the whole person was groggy and couldn't wake up."

Xiao Muchen was a little afraid to recall the scene at that time, he struggled hard, but it was like a deep quagmire, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

Sang Yu and Jing Zhan appeared at the most critical time and pulled him, and he seemed to have gone from hell to heaven at once.

"It's fine if you're okay."

Sang Yu looked at Jing Zhan on his right. It was getting dark, and he was leaving.

Xiao Muchen saw that she was talking absent-mindedly, his eyes looked at Jing Zhan, knowing that she probably wanted to talk to Jing Zhan, he stood up and moved to the side to make room for Sang Yu.

The bonfire crackled, and Sang Yu lowered his voice and talked to Jing Zhan.

Meng Qinghu sorted out the firewood, Shi Yandao was preparing food on the side, Xiao Muchen stabbed the stick in his hand into the fire, and looked at the jumping fire in a daze.