Chapter 213: Steamed Buns
At this moment, the path leading from the school to Zhao Qinglang's house is on.
Wen Chaoyan walked in front calmly, while Zhao Qinglang was nervous all over, and kept looking around left and right.
Finally arrived at Zhao's house, Zhao Qinglang screamed 'ah' after seeing the situation of their family clearly.
And stood there with a pale and stupid face.
"This, this ......"
Wen Chaoyan looked outside and suddenly frowned.
"Trouble Zhao Xiaolangjun, hurry up and help me find out the wound medicine."
Although Feng Lao's medicine box was also brought into the secret room, because he was not there, Jiang Wancheng, who now knew a little pharmacological knowledge, couldn't tell what was poison and what was a usable wound medicine.
Naturally, they don't dare to easily move the old things.
In this way, Wen Chaoyan could only urge the Zhao family to take it out.
Zhao Qinglang trembled angrily.
Not to mention that the ground is in a mess, there are destroyed furniture everywhere, and all kinds of medicinal materials that he and Daddy have worked hard to dry and concoct for days have also been destroyed!
Zhao Qinglang had tears in his eyes.
He was heartbroken.
But at this moment, he had to cheer up again, and he hurriedly entered Dr. Zhao's room.
Fortunately, Daddy's extremely hidden small cabinet behind the head of the bed was not found.
Zhao Qinglang hurriedly opened the lock and wrapped the bottles and cans inside in a blanket.
Wen Chaoyan took a bottle that could treat skin injuries and put it in his arms.
Zhao Qinglang packed the package, "All the wound medicine is here, let's go quickly!" ”
Out of the door, Wen Chaoyan pointed to the way back to the school and said, "Go back quickly, remember, don't run around!" ”
After saying that, Wen Chaoyan strode away in the other direction.
Zhao Qinglang doesn't understand, where is he going at this time?
It wasn't until I looked up and saw the smoke in front of me that I felt a sigh in my heart.
It's Uncle Zhao Liang's family!
There are still a lot of people hidden in their cellars, and now they must have come out to make a fire and cook!
Zhao Qinglang looked back at the messy courtyard again, hoping that those bandits would not come again at this time!
Zhao Qinglang didn't dare to run around anymore, so he hurriedly held the package and quickly evacuated.
When he returned to the secret room, Jiang Wancheng found out that Wen Chaoyan had not returned.
She hurriedly squeezed over and asked, "Zhao Xiaolangjun, where is my brother?" Why didn't he come all the way back? ”
Zhao Qinglang looked at her apologetically: "Lady Jiang, your brother saw that Uncle Zhao Liang and their side had cooking smoke, so he hurried over." ”
Everyone was worried at the moment.
"I'll just say, if we don't cook, they'll run out to cook!"
"Wouldn't it be bad if this person came again and really had to be discovered?"
"If they are found, they won't give us out, will they?"
"Wouldn't it? Zhao Liang: They still have children here......
"But people's hearts are uncertain, what if someone thinks that they won't be able to live, and it's a big deal for everyone to die together?"
Everyone began to speculate for no reason, and for a while, one was more negative than the other.
Gradually, the negative emotions began to spread, and eventually most of them became worried and could not sit still.
The village chief had to come out and preside over and said, "Don't be impatient, everyone. Perhaps, the situation is not so bad, then Wen Dalangjun, didn't he just kill a group of bandits? I guess it won't be so soon to usher in the second batch of ......"
In everyone's hearts, this is a little calmer.
But Wen Chaoyan went and came back after two hours.
Seeing him appear at the door of the secret room, everyone was nervous.
"Wen Dalangjun, what's the situation outside?"
"I heard that Zhao Liang and they made a fire to cook, is this true? Didn't attract new bandits, did they? ”
"It's Wen Dalangjun, say it quickly. Why have you been around for so long, is something wrong again? ”
Everyone was gossiping, you said everything to me, but Wen Chaoyan ignored anyone, and just walked straight in.
Jiang Wancheng immediately stood up when she heard the sound of the door opening, squeezed through the crowd, and saw Wen Chaoyan.
I also saw him carrying a basket on his back.
Jiang Wancheng immediately walked over, "Brother." ”
She whispered, then nervously looked him up and down.
I didn't see a tear in my shirt, so I was secretly relieved.
Wen Chaoyan saw her look of concern for herself, and her face finally melted a little.
Putting down the basket on his back, Wen Chaoyan uncovered a layer of white cloth on his face in the expectant gaze of everyone.
Inside, it turned out to be a whole basket of steamed buns!
A cursory count shows that there are not two hundred, but at least one hundred and seventy or eighty ten!
Everyone's eyes lit up in an instant, and they all shouted 'wow'.
"Steamed buns! It's steamed buns! ”
"How is it a steamed bun? It's still hot, steaming! ”
"What's going on? How can there be steamed buns? ”
"It's still white-flour steamed buns, oh my God......"
Everyone rushed up, eager to reach out and get it.
But because of Wen Chaoyan, the killing god, he didn't dare to move.
Wen Chaoyan invited the village chief forward, and then said, "Zhao Liang, they were indeed cooking on a fire, but I rushed over to stop them. It's too dangerous, and if a new bandit comes, you can tell if someone is around by touching the temperature of the hole. ”
"Even if you don't see anyone, I'm afraid that you will look for it on the ground, and you won't give up."
"However, everyone does need to eat, so I found them together, and at Sister-in-law He's house, I took out all the flour that could be found in nearby people's homes, and then made hundreds of steamed buns."
"Village chief, you can get a share."
There were seventy or eighty people in this secret room, including the children.
One person divides two steamed buns, and they can still be divided.
Although it is not enough to eat at all, it is better to have a cushion on the stomach than to eat nothing.
Everyone received the steamed buns silently in an orderly manner.
When I heard that the flour at home had been searched, my heart was still heavy.
But while eating, I wanted to open it again.
It's better to eat it in your own mouth than to take it and ruin it by those bandits.
So, they all turned their anger into strength and took a hard bite.
There are even humanitarians: "Wen Dalangjun, if there is anything else to eat in my family, don't be polite, next time I will search it out and cook it for everyone." ”
"Wen Dalangjun, so is my family!"
"And our family! I still have 10 catties of white rice in my rice jar...... Hey, I hope it's not ruined yet......"
All of a sudden, everyone was united and willing to give their own rations.
Seeing this, the village chief was very pleased.
He looked at Wen Chaoyan expectantly, "Wen Dalangjun, this ......"
Wen Chaoyan was sitting on her lap with Sister Ya'er in her arms, and she was eating steamed buns with her own hands.
Seeing everyone's eyes on him at the moment.
Wen Chaoyan's scalp tightened.
How long has it been since he's met so many expectant glances?
After a long time, he nodded slowly: "Okay, I'll go out tomorrow to get food for everyone and come back." ”
Everyone smiled instantly, and couldn't stop saying words of gratitude to him.
I don't even think that Lang Jun, who killed the bandits, is so terrifying.
For a while, the atmosphere was finally much brighter again.
At night, they can only sit on the clammy and cold ground, and then they will sleep on the human general.
At this time, I don't pay attention to the difference between men and women, and I can't live in the same room or anything like that.
Everyone leaned on their own people and fell asleep in a daze.
Jiang Wancheng hugged Sister Ya and leaned against the corner, Wen Chaoyan and Wen Erlang were on the side.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang outside the secret room.
"Bang!"
There was something heavy, like it had fallen to the ground!
(End of chapter)