Chapter 39: The Flood Is Coming

The downpour did not give Bao Governor time to transfer the masses and discharge the flood, and only after an hour, the two rivers burst their banks, and the water quickly covered three prefectures and more than ten counties in Zhonghan Prefecture, and the capital city was not spared.

Cuihua and the group carried the bath bucket and coffin out of the room, there was not much time to allocate, she asked for the largest double coffin for herself, one for her mother-in-law, one for her mother-in-law, and the rest for other people's families, dry food, oilcloth, and wooden planks that could be paddled.

In the chaos, with Yuan Damei, he also put the children of Hu Sanniu's Xiaocao into his coffin.

"Dad, mother, hear about me, let Xiaocao follow me! Third brother, your main task is to protect your father! ”

"No, you have two children with you, where can you bring grass again!" Hu Sanniu is embarrassed to trouble the girl again.

"It's easier for me to bring three than you to bring one, and you can still take care of the children?" Cuihua glared at her brother.

She has so much space to eat and drink, and only by following her can she get the greatest protection, Sister Yuan, she is not at ease, so she just brings it with her.

Yuan Damei and Cuihua each have one, two dogs, and three cubs sit obediently in the middle of the coffin, Cuihua spreads a tiger skin from the Mountain Fire Clan in the coffin, and on the top of the coffin, she wears her all-purpose spliced rabbit skin quilt.

The skins of the Shanhuo people are much older, and they don't take a fancy to her, and the little leather boots have not fallen, and they are still in the children's small back baskets. I spent so much money to buy it, but I can't lose it!

There was also a large burden of dry food and water bladders and clothing, and finally she also sat in the coffin, because the water was already rising.

The crowd followed the coffin into the coffin, into the bathtub, draped in oilcloth, waiting to drift.

Ertou: "Mother, where is this flood going to take us?" ”

"Mother doesn't know, where to float is where." "Can you float to the capital?"

"You think it's quite beautiful, and I'll float directly to the capital for you."

Big head: "Mother, don't be afraid, I can swim, I can save you!" ”

"My eldest son is so capable, thank you!" Cuihua likes to give children affirmation, and feels that praise is more useful than good use.

"Aunt, I'm obedient!" "Mmmm, our grass is the most intimate!"

From the water entering the inn to the time the water submerged under the roof, it was only an hour.

The innkeeper sat in a coffin and thanked Cuihua, the guests of this inn, because of the wood boom brought by Cuihua, they would all float in the wood.

The water did not rush at first, and when the speed increased, Cuihua also hid in the skin, and the corners of the rabbit skin were sewn with strips of cloth. The hair is facing down, the skin is facing up, tied to the iron ring around the coffin, this proud work is of course also from Cuihua, its own life-saving coffin, how to perfect how to come.

The coffin that is completely wrapped in rabbit skin only needs to shake the stagnant water on the skin from time to time, and there is no water seepage at all. For the rest of the people, each family has a gourd scoop and scoops it at home.

Under the very dim skin, the dogs were very uneasy, and they were hugged by two little masters, and gave them a smooth.

When the downpour passed, the children and the eldest sister fell asleep, and Cuihua gently uncovered a corner of the rabbit skin: the muddy river water, the water was vast, except for the occasional roof, there were some small mountain bags, and the family members who drifted out with her were gone.

Looking at the grandfather clock specially tuned for ancient times in the space, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

Everyone was awakened by the light after the rabbit skin was lifted. The little belly began to growl, and 11 shelled goose eggs were smuggled out of the baggage (space).

"Wow, mother! This egg is so big! Holding the egg on both ends, I felt like I couldn't put my mouth out.

"Well, this is a specialty of Zhonghan Mansion, goose eggs!" Geese in their lower villages are rare, but that doesn't stop them from being enthusiastic about goose eggs.

Xiaocao held a goose egg as big as half of her little face, and took a bite on the egg. "It's a good time! Hurry up!"

"Eat slowly, don't choke, there's still something in my aunt's baggage." Both are already seven-year-old children who eat eight-year-old meals, one baby can do two eggs, Xiaocao, the eldest sister and Cuihua each eat one.

Black Tiger and Black Panther eat two dogs, Black Tiger: Say it, you don't believe it, I really have enough to eat for this play.

Eating well, while there is still a little light, everyone looks at the waves under the rabbit's skin. It was a flood that children can't describe in words.

They were all painted in the lake, and they don't remember spending a few days in the coffin, and they had nothing to do except eat and drink, and were urinated on by their mothers (aunts).

Cuihua can only enter the space at night to solve the problem of internal urgency, and she doesn't dare to drink more water during the day, and the eldest sister is more miserable, she doesn't dare to drink more water, and she has been holding back.

Three days later, the rain had stopped, and the coffin was blocked by an island, which was estimated to have been a mountain but now an island.

jumped out of the coffin and dragged the coffin and the baby inside to the top of the mountain. There are no people on this mountain island, it is the size of a football field, and the highest is on the top.

Cut dozens of arm-thick trees with a machete, and built a wooden shed with the eldest sister, who would have thought that her Cuihua would one day be able to survive in the wilderness with cubs, and it took them a full 4 hours.

Let the eldest sister take the children to pick up dry branches as firewood nearby, and the two dogs were temporarily upgraded to become nannies and guards.

Tonight I have to have meat dishes, I quickly checked this mountain island, there are really a lot of small prey, and I took a lot of them into the Seven Tigers, and finally took away the two rabbits that had been skinned and the two pheasants who had twisted their heads (this was the private collection when I was hunting in the mountains), and the internal organs were removed.

The skinned rabbit is rubbed with a little fine salt, skewered with wooden sticks, and roasted on two wooden sticks with forks.

The inside of the two chickens was also smeared with a little salt, and the mud that came out of the water was smeared layer by layer, and smeared on the feathers of the chickens, and finally became a large mud ball. After eating two fat rabbits, one of them gnawed a wild pear, and the mud chicken was buried in the fire, which was their breakfast tomorrow morning.

In the simple little wooden shed, there are tiger skins, and rabbit skins are on the roof of the shed, so hot, but my aunt said that it will be cold at night when it rains, and it is really hot to death the babies.

The coffin was at the entrance of the shed, and the two dogs slept in it.

When everyone was asleep, she had to hurry up in the space and prepare the food that could be taken out.

A basket of fresh shepherd's cabbage was washed, and the rabbits and pheasants killed a lot, as well as fish. In this mountain, she also saw a few wild pears and persimmon trees, these two fruits can be prepared.

I'll have to make some containers tomorrow, this is really the Stone Age, stone pots, stone slabs!

It is very useful to use the power of thousands of catties to chisel stones, no, it is only one morning, the large stone pot of the basin has been chiseled out, and there are a few stone slabs, and a large wooden bowl is in the hand, the same size as the face, and the chopsticks are not a problem.

took the chicken bones that had been gnawed meat, stewed a pot of wild vegetable soup in a stone pot, sighed, and made a wooden bowl by one person.

Ertou: "Mother, this is the life of the Monkey King!" ”

"Monkeys don't eat meat!" Cuihua deliberately raised the bar.

"The Monkey King has become a human, and he can eat meat every day!" The two heads are not convinced!

"That's it, mother, let's talk about it tonight!" "Isn't it all the story? Listen to it! The crowd nodded like garlic.

I still want to brush the rhythm of the second brush, I really can't underestimate the influence of "Journey to the West" in the hearts of small pot friends.

The little pot friends counted the good things that they had eaten with their mothers (younger siblings) (aunts), listened to the story of the Monkey King fighting monsters, and felt that the days were so beautiful!