As the flow of people out of the city gate, looking at the endless evacuee procession, the group moved forward slowly.

The speed of the Mo family's rush is really not flattering, many times they have stopped to meet them, but after walking for a long time, the group actually walked to the vicinity of Andemen.

The sun hung high in the sky, Zhao Jin and Mo Xiaoya were dry-mouthed, they were so tired that they couldn't walk, Mr. Mo saw his wife and daughter like this, he hurriedly licked his face and stopped Li Shijie, and discussed with Li Shijie to find a place to rest and have lunch by the way.

Qian Dai looked around and saw a few big trees in front of him, so he pointed to the opening and proposed: "Go and rest under the trees over there, and you can avoid the plane overhead."

"Okay, okay, that's it, it looks good." Zhao Jin was busy and got down, picked up his son who was sitting in the car and rushed under the tree, obviously wanting to go over and occupy a good place first.

When Mr. Mo saw his wife like this, he had to smile awkwardly, greet his daughter, and walk under the tree with his head buried in the cart.

Seeing this, Li Shijie came up to pull the end of the day, and also beckoned Qian Dai to go over.

There were two large rocks under the tree, and the top was quite clean, and it seemed that there were also passers-by here to rest.

As soon as the four members of the Mo family came over, they occupied the two big stones, and with Li Shijie's person, they didn't say much when they saw it, but Qian Dai, who followed behind, smiled sarcastically.

didn't say anything, put down the suitcase in his hand, untied the burden behind him, opened the bag and took out a large oiled paper cloth, it was obvious that Qian Dai had taken into account such a situation, so he had prepared it a long time ago.

The third man sat down on a clean oiled paper cloth and put the two suitcases together as a table.

Qian Dai glanced up at Mo Mo, and the little guy walked up to Qian Dai with his back to the Mo family, squatting side by side to rummag over the baggage, pretending to be taking food.

Qian Dai's baggage is filled with some dry food, such as fried noodles, multigrain cakes, steamed buns, dried meat, etc., all of which are to avoid people's ears.

Other really delicious things are placed in the space at the end of the day, such as the big meat buns of Chen Ji Bun Shop, which I bought before, such as Liu Ji's sweet and delicious plum blossom cake, Majia Shop's roast duck, Wanjia Shop's sauce pork knuckle, pig's head meat, etc., these two small ones have been bought a lot, and they are still hot when they are taken out.

The two children cooperated tacitly, and under cover, Mo Mo took out eight large meat buns from the space, counting the stomach of the family, Dad and Qian Dai had one or three, two by himself, plus a bag of pig's head meat, and a family of three could eat a round belly.

I'm just in a hurry at this time, and it's not conspicuous to take out these to eat.

Put the oiled paper bag wrapped in the bun on the suitcase, Qian Dai didn't rush to open it, after all, the bun was hot, and when it was opened in such a cold weather, the person next to it would definitely be able to see the heat, so he was ready to wait for the bun to cool down a little before opening it to eat.

After tying the burden of food again, Qian Dai unhurriedly opened the oiled paper bag, cushioned it with the kraft paper prepared earlier, took a large meat bun and handed it to the master first, and then gave the last one, Qian Dai wrapped one in his hand and ate it in a big gulp.

From time to time, I also used a toothpick to insert a mouthful of pig's head meat to eat, and then took turns to drink a sip, and the bone broth in the kettle that had just fallen out at the end of the pack, the three of them were warm.

On such a cold winter day, being able to eat a mouthful of hot food in the wild is simply beautiful.

At this time, Qian Dai was very lucky, and he was glad that the living ancestors had such a magical space.

As soon as I ate the big meat bun here, even if it was already slightly cold, the unique aroma of the meat bun wafted to the place where the Mo family was sitting.

Of course, the four members of the Mo family smelled this rich aroma of meat, and when the four of them held the multigrain biscuits in their hands and gnawed on them, Mo Xiaoya could still suppress the desire in her heart like her parents, but Mo Dabao, who was only six years old, couldn't.

Smelling the fragrance and looking for it, Mo Dabao almost immediately saw the big meat bun in the hands of the Li family.

Mo Dabao is the baby egg of the Mo family, he eats and drinks well on weekdays, even the shrewd Mo Xiaoya has to let him score three points, and he has developed his self-respecting temperament.

Deeply attracted by the meat buns, Mo Dabao asked, "Mother, I want to eat big meat buns, I want to eat big meat buns!"

In fact, my life is not bad, it is much better than ordinary people who eat black flour brown rice or something, at least they eat mixed flour cakes, and they can eat white flour and big meat a few times a month.

At the current crisis in Jinling, all the shops are not open, even if they have a few dollars in their hands, they can't buy meat, and their family hasn't eaten meat for a month.

The child will be greedy, Zhao Jin is distressed, he originally thought that the mixed noodles were very good, but Zhao Jin also felt that he couldn't get into his throat.

Mr. Mo was thin-skinned, and when he saw his son like this, he coaxed him: "Dabao, let's eat cakes, this cake is delicious."

"I don't, I don't, I don't eat this rotten cake, I just want to eat buns, I want to eat big meat buns, woo woo, I want to eat big meat buns......"

Mo Dabao didn't listen to Mr. Mo's persuasion, Zuo Xing came up, threw the mixed dough cake in his hand to the ground, and the person went to the ground, his legs kept kicking the ground, and his mouth howled dryly.

The son is so messing around, Mr. Mo is helpless, but Zhao Jin's face is very unhappy, his own son is shouting to eat a big meat bun, this Li family is really not a thing, the child wants to eat, and an adult is embarrassed to put his mouth down, why don't you take the initiative to let the child eat?

Thinking so, but not saying so, Zhao Jin hurriedly cleaned up his unhappy expression, instantly put a smile on his face, walked to Li Shijie's side, and spoke euphemistically.

"Mr. Li, look, my child is hungry for meat, I don't know how many meat buns you have over there? Can I trade with you?"

Li Shijie, who was eating the second big meat bun in his mouth, originally paused when he heard the Mo family child next to him making trouble, but he still frowned, staring at himself with unkind eyes, Li Shijie was reluctant to be silent.

But when people open their mouths, Li Shijie can't pretend not to know.

Qian Dai had already taken precautions, and when he saw Zhao Jin coming over out of the corner of his eye, he hurriedly ate the last bun in his hand, quickly picked up the oiled paper bag of pig's head meat with both hands, and pretended to play tricks on Li Shijie.

"Second master, the apprentice hasn't eaten enough, you can reward me with this pig's head meat!"

Qian Dai's voice fell, and Momo, who had also been on guard for a long time, also snatched the oiled paper bag containing the remaining two big meat buns, and pouted to Li Shijie.

"Dad, it's mine."

Stared at by his daughter's watery eyes, no matter how gentlemanly Li Shijie is, it is impossible for him to use the things that his baby daughter likes to fulfill others, but the bun in his hand has been half bitten by him, and he is embarrassed to give it away, so Li Shijie can only smile awkwardly.