Song Ziran wet the handkerchief with rainwater, wiped her hands, handed her a piece, and said, "Are you hungry?" Eat it! ”

Jiang Guoguo took a bite of "ahhh The sesame shortbread is salty and crispy, and the dregs will fall off when you bite into it. Jiang Guoguo held the shortbread in one hand, caught the fallen crumbs with the other, and stuffed it back into his mouth. She said while eating: "Sister Fuya, your treasure bag is so powerful!" It's not wet! ”

Song Ziran said: "What a treasure bag is, it's just an ordinary burden." The pastries and clothes weren't wet because my milk was tightly wrapped in a tarpaulin. ”

"Grandma Wu is also amazing, she has thought of everything!" Jiang Guoguo had delicious snacks to eat, was in a good mood, and opened the boasting mode. This little girl used her rhetoric to cheat and eat from Mrs. Wu.

Song Ziran smiled and said, "You will tell you this later...... Eat slowly, don't choke! ”

Jiang Guoguo swallowed hard, pointed to his throat with a sad little face and said, "Sister, you said slowly." Guoguo choked, and Guoguo wanted to drink water. ”

Song Ziran took a bamboo tube from the horns of the sheep bleating - to be exact, the surface is a bamboo tube, but there is a thermos cup embedded inside. She poured a little water into the bamboo tube lid and handed it to Jiang Guoguo.

Jiang Guoguo said coquettishly: "Sister, Guoguo has no hands, you feed me." ”

Song Ziran glanced at her idle hand, but did not dismantle her and brought water to her mouth. Jiang Guoguo drank happily.

After eating a shortbread, Jiang Guoguo yawned delicately and leaned on Song Ziran's shoulder and fell asleep. Suddenly, she sat up straight, covered her nose with her hands, and said, "What a thing, it stinks!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the third child of the Song family carried a basket and walked over here.

"It stinks, it stinks! Uncle Song San, did you step on? Jiang Guoguo didn't save face for him at all, and a pair of big eyes were still looking at the soles of his feet.

Song Sanshou said: "No! It's the black blind man, who doesn't pay attention to it at all, and makes it unreasonable to make a hole in the cave. Sit down, I'll throw this away!" ”

After a while, he returned empty-handed. Jiang Guoguo asked him: "Uncle Song, where is the basket?" Throw it away? ”

"I didn't throw it away, I soaked it in rain outside, it should still work!" Song Sanshou said.

Jiang Guoguo wrinkled his little face and said, "What else can the basket with poop be used for?" It's dirty, it smells! ”

Song Ziran pinched her little face and said, "It's washed clean, and it can be used to put sundries." Uncle San, I have some wormwood here, you can take it and smoke it to disperse the flavor. ”

Song Sanshou smiled: "It's still Fuya who thinks thoughtfully." You don't know, what it tastes like...... Alas! It's hard to put into words. If you don't smoke it, you really can't live in it! ”

While speaking, Zhao Changsheng walked in from the outside, took off his robe, and the clothes inside were all soaked. Jiang Guoguo hurriedly said: "Dad, hurry up and make a fire to bake clothes!" ”

When Zhao Changsheng heard this, he was moved-his baby girl knew that she was distressed. Didn't hurt her in vain.

Unexpectedly, the little guy added: "I just changed my clothes, don't get me wet again!" ”

Zhao Changsheng pretended to hug her, but was avoided by the little girl. Jiang Guoguo screamed again and again, making it look like a murder scene.

"The surname is Zhao, are you bullying my daughter again?" Jiang Zhixue's voice came. The three large troops behind finally arrived at the cave.

All of a sudden, the wide entrance to the cave was chaotic and crowded.

Song Ziran took advantage of the chaos to throw a pile of dry firewood into the cave with his consciousness. Soon discovered by Donglai, he exclaimed in surprise: "Look, there is a lot of firewood here, and it is still dry!" ”

Zhao Changsheng walked over and took a look, frowned and said, "The firewood is all cut, someone should have put it here......"

"No one will know about the flash flood, prepare in advance, right? Who is it? How did he know? Can you pinch it? Song Simao was wet, as if he had been fished out of the water. He looked at the pile of dry wood with a burning gaze.

The village chief thought for a moment and said, "Probably not, right?" Maybe it's the woodcutter who fetches firewood, and he cuts too much firewood to pick it up at once, so what does it exist here? ”

Donglai said: "Don't care about so much, use it first." When the rain stops, let's chop some more firewood and make up for him! Let's cut a little more, so that he doesn't suffer! ”

All of them were wet from head to toe, except for a few who were wearing raincoats, and the clothes they brought were also wet.

Song Ziran touched the darkness, stumbled a few steps inside, and pretended to be surprised: "Milk, godfather!" There's a lot of dry firewood here! In fact, these dry firewood were all brought into the space by her own firewood house. A whole firewood room is enough for them to use for several days!

Song Wumao walked over, took her little hand, and said, "Sister, don't walk around, be careful of falling." ”

Zhao Changsheng selected a few pine branches from the firewood and lit them with a fire breaker. In an instant, the gloomy cave brightened. Everyone looked at the cave, it was deep and wide, and it could accommodate five or six people walking side by side on the outside alone. There are many stones in the cave, and stone stalactites hang down from the top of the cave.

Further inside, the ground became damp, the stalagmites on the ground increased, and the stalactites had a strange shape, and under the background of the torches, they looked hideous and terrifying. Jiang Qiuyu hurriedly moved the torch in his hand up and down. The shadow of the stalagmite on the ground swayed like an unknown monster.

A shadow suddenly approached, Jiang Guoguo screamed, pounced on Song Ziran, and said, "I'm afraid!" Sister hug!! ”

Song Ziran was almost pounced on by this little chubby dun and fell on her back, but fortunately, the fifth brother was by her side and hugged the two little girls. Song Ziran's clothes were instantly wet.

Zhao Changsheng couldn't cry or laugh, and said to Jiang Guoguo: "Girl, your sister Fuya can't hold you." You see, you almost exhausted Sister Fuya just now. Or daddy hugs you, right? ”

"Don't," Jiang Guoguo said with a crying voice, "You're wet." This is the last dry dress that Sister Fuya gave me. You're going to get me wet! ”

Mrs. Wu stuffed the raincoat in her hand into the basket that Simao was carrying. Wen Yan smiled and said: "Guoguo, Grandma Wu is doing it, Grandma Wu is holding you, okay?" ”

Jiang Guoguo looked at Sister Fuya and hesitated: "However, Grandma Wu wants to hug my sister's ......"

Song Ziran took the fifth brother's hand, walked in with difficulty, and said: "I don't need to be hugged by milk, only the little milk baby is let the adults hug it!" ”

If he had changed his usual life, Jiang Guoguo would definitely say that he was not a baby and could walk by himself. However, she was tossed up by the adults in the middle of the night, and she supported herself in the heavy rain for most of the day, and she was already so tired that she couldn't move her legs.