Not every traverser is lucky, Lin Muya thought weakly as she sat in the bumpy carriage.

That's right, Lin Muya crossed, and she caught up with the event that was lower than the probability of winning the five million jackpot, the plane crashed, and the original self should have sunk in the Pacific Ocean to feed the fish, and there was no need to think about it anymore, for the ancient little Lori who became a four- or five-year-old when she opened her eyes, Lin Muya said that she was very calm, her sister had never eaten pork, and she hadn't seen a few pigs walking? The film and television drama crosses the text, and the crossing of various themes has long been watched and vomited!

The four-year-old kid has a simple experience, and after Lin Muya received the memory of the little girl, she quickly figured out the current situation, the little girl is called Xiaoya, or Xiaohua? Don't mind the local accent issue, anyway, Lin Muya resolutely thinks that her name is still good and will not change, as for whether it is surnamed Lin, who cares?

In Lin Muya's opinion, this child is a real little cabbage, both parents died, he was raised by his aunt for two years, and now he is packaged by his uncle and entrusted to a friend, that is, the coachman of the carriage that Lin Muya is sitting in, who looks like he is in his thirties, and the dusty Uncle Zhao is brought to her maternal uncle, and it is estimated that he can't afford to raise it. In her simple memory, life at her aunt's house was not easy, there were many children, she had never eaten anything good, and sometimes she would go hungry.

Lin Muya didn't know how many days to toss this little cabbage to death, so that she had the opportunity to occupy the magpie's nest, she clearly remembered that she had been bundling on this carriage for ten days, every day was like a year, miserable, and fortunately met two bandits, heard the "Qiang Qiang" cold weapon collision, shouted killing, and scolded. The guards of the caravan seemed to have a high level of martial arts, and each time they quickly dealt with the robbery and continued on their way. Lin Muya was tossed by the carriage and didn't want to see the bloody scene of the knife seeing the red at all, and obediently shrunk in the car, not curious about the lively fight outside, whether there was a river of blood.

In modern times, Lin Muya has lived a privileged life since she was a child, and after her parents divorced, the most she gave her was money. After Lin Muya worked, she also had a small achievement, with a lot of income, and she had never taken the green train, and she had never seen this kind of original mode of transportation.

To tell the truth, Zhao San is a good person, in this very large caravan, Zhao San has a lot of work to do, driving carriages, feeding horses, taking care of goods, burying pots and cooking when camping, etc., Lin Muya knows very well that although it is very hard, Zhao San still does his best to take care of the little trouble entrusted by his friends, although he takes care of the original cabbage to death, but objectively speaking, he does not complain that Zhao San does not work hard, it can only be said that the road conditions are too bad, hot weather, rough food, raw water, sleeping in the wild, That could kill a malnourished little girl!

Lin Muya died once, but it was a pity for her life, she was a modern soul who came to the ancient times, and she didn't want to die inexplicably on the bumpy carriage, and then be thrown into the wild woods to become anyone's food.

Although Lin Muya sees Zhao San in his thirties from a modern perspective, he is actually only in his twenties, running outside every day, there is no one at home, not even a daughter-in-law to help find one, he is still a bitter bachelor, he himself enjoys eating alone and the whole family is not hungry.

He regretted it very much, he shouldn't have coveted Li Shilang's five hundred dollars, and out of friendliness, he took this deal, he knew how to take care of the horses that couldn't speak, and the horse-drawn carriage skills were even more top-notch, but he really didn't know much about the soft crybaby, I really didn't expect children to be so troublesome, at the beginning, I didn't eat and drink, I didn't ask or talk, I knew that I was crying, I got sick in a few days, and almost died. Throwing his wife and niece in the mountains and feeding them to the wolves, he didn't have the extra money to buy coffins for the children.

Fortunately, after the crybaby disease recovered, he was more sensible, familiar with more words, knew that he wanted something to eat, water to drink, and would instruct him to work, asking questions noisily. Zhao San was annoyed. But seeing that she went to ask for hot soup and water with the aunts who hitchhiked the car, and knew that she would serve half a bowl for him, and when she went to bed at night, Zhao San would unconsciously take out an extra thick piece of clothing from her bag and cover it for the little girl.

They can take people with this caravan, the caravan goes from the south to the north, there is a need to travel and there is no ability to travel alone, as long as it is on the same route, long distance and short distance, you can pay to follow the caravan together, after all, the caravan has a carriage, there are bodyguards, and experts arrange the journey, which is much more convenient and safe. It was also one of the economic sources of the caravan.

After walking for more than 20 days, the weather didn't seem to be so hot, there were more mountains on both sides of the road, and they were taller, and Lin Muya was told that her destination was coming.

In a place called Yueshan Mansion, the caravan would stop here for three days to rest and recuperate.

Early in the morning, Zhao San left the caravan with Lin Muya on his back with a basket, walked for five or six hours, and found the village where her uncle's family was in the evening according to the address left by Li Shilang.

It is a village built on the hill, and there are thirty or forty stone houses on high and low, strung together by narrow stone paths, and smoke rises from the low stone houses from time to time.

When you get closer, you can hear the sound of dogs barking and chickens, and you can hear the laughter of children.

When I walked into the village, I saw an old man with a white beard squatting in front of the door weaving a bamboo basket, and he glanced at them from time to time. Zhao San greeted the old man with a smile and inquired about the little girl's uncle Zhou Meng's house.

When the old man heard that they were looking for Zhou Meng, he was very surprised, and asked them what was the matter, Zhao San said, and the old man sighed: "Alas, when Mengzi and his sister got married, it was so beautiful, who knew that he would leave early, but I didn't expect it." Mengzi doesn't live in the village now, it's not close, and you have to go up the mountain, I'm afraid you won't be able to go today. Let's stay here tonight, I'm not an outsider, in terms of seniority, the fierce son should call me a second grandfather. ”

Zhao San hurriedly thanked her, took Lin Muya out of the basket, and let her move. Then diligently helped the old man clean up the basket of things, Zhou Laohan while packing up his things, and shouted to the door: "Old woman, add more water to the pot, there is a guest at home." ”

Zhou Laohan's wife is a kind old lady, wrapped in a white headscarf, wearing a black coat and black pants, and when she laughs, she can see that most of the teeth in her mouth have been lost. listened to his wife talk about Lin Muya, and hugged her to wipe a few tears, telling Lin Muya that she could call her second grandmother.

Zhou Laohan's family lived a hard life, with only a few black nests for dinner, a bowl of boiled vegetables, and a pot of noodle soup with a clear bottom. The head of the nest is too hard, and the second grandmother has to soak it in soup before she can bite it. The second grandmother kept letting the guests: "There is nothing to entertain at home, eat more!" ”

Lin Muya tasted it all, although it didn't look good, it did have the aroma of food, Lin Muya didn't have many snacks, but Zhao San was hungry and ruthless, and he didn't feel too rough, and he ate a lot of wowotou. Seeing that Zhao San could eat so much, the corners of the distressed Zhou Laohan's mouth twitched.

After eating, Zhou Laohan and Zhao San talked. Lin Muya has already begun to fight with her eyelids, and her head is getting little by little. The second grandmother arranged for Lin Muya to sleep on her bed, and a thick gray tent was hung on the bed, which blocked the light, and soon Lin Muya fell asleep.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Lin Muya was shaken up and ready to go, it seemed that Zhou Laohan had no intention of leaving them for breakfast. Lin Muya was put into the back basket, and saw that Zhao San counted thirty big coins and handed them to Zhou Laohan, Zhou Laohan excused himself, but his hand was not put away, Zhao Sanyi put it in Zhou Laohan's hand, and said: "The first time I came to the uncle's house, I also disturbed for a night, and it was rude not to take a gift, this is a little bit of the kid's heart, give the uncle a pound of good wine to drink." In the future, this girl will live here, and please take care of it more. Zhou Laohan smiled all over his face: "It should be, it should be." ”

Saying goodbye to Zhou Laohan, the two were going to the mountain behind the village, and when they passed through the village, Lin Muya saw many villagers looking at them, muttering and muttering, and heard one or two voices in the wind: "Poor child!" Zhou Meng, the second fool, was raised to death again. "Stop talking, beware of trouble"

Lin Muya asked Zhao San: "Uncle Zhao, what did they say?"

Zhao San paused for a moment and continued walking, saying as he walked: "Don't listen to their nonsense, your uncle is not a fool." "Apparently he's heard the villagers' whispers too." I asked your second grandfather, it was your aunt who died when she gave birth, and he was so sad that he lived alone in the mountains. You must listen to your uncle in the future, don't run around in the mountains, you can't eat things on the mountains casually, they will be poisonous, ······" Zhao San didn't care if the children were listening or not, Gu Zi talked about the precautions for mountain dwellings

"Ah~" Uncle who lives alone in the mountains won't be sad and mentally ill, right? Lin Muya suddenly felt that maybe the future would be very bad.