Cheng Qianhuai saw that she was a little concerned about the dirty quilt, so she rubbed her head helplessly, carried the tent and quilt, and stuffed them all into the back seat of the car.

"Let's go back, the temperature is dropping again."

Cheng Qianhuai was wearing a black jacket, but Song Jinhe was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt jacket, and he couldn't help but shiver a little when he stood in the cold wind at the moment.

took off his coat and draped it for Song Jinhe, and the two drove back to the biscuit factory, and as soon as they stopped the car, they were surrounded by those people who were baking the fire.

"How? There was no danger, did you? ”

Xiao Kite looked at Song Jinhe a little nervously, she was indeed very worried about the safety of the two.

Song Jinhe shook his head: "No, we found a tent and quilt, so that everyone can have a good night's rest." ”

She opened the car door and took the lead in taking out her quilt, then gave way and the camel and Wang Yang moved all the things off the car.

Although the tent was dirty and broken, and the quilt smelled sour, everyone was very satisfied.

They survived the more bitter disaster, and the day of more than ten degrees below zero at night was actually not too difficult for them.

Three quilts, the little kite is a bed for the girl, Jiang Cixu is a bed for the sick number, and the remaining bed is divided equally between the camel and Wang Yang.

Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai are a loving couple in the eyes of everyone, and naturally no one will have any objections to the two of them having a quilt.

"I'll keep vigil at night, and you guys have a good rest."

The little kite sat at the door of the tent wrapped in a quilt, revealing a small round head, and the firelight jumped wildly in her eyes.

"Everyone has worked hard during the day, but I am the only one who has a lot of energy.

You go to bed early, and we'll change shifts when everyone wakes up tomorrow. ”

Song Jinhe didn't refuse, she was indeed tired, and her spirit couldn't help but be a little tense today, and now she was instantly wrapped in sleepiness by the fire.

"Okay, then it's hard for you."

The fire crackled in the night, the breathing came and went, and everyone quickly fell asleep to regain their strength.

Cheng Qianhuai held Song Jinhe in his arms, and the two stayed close to each other to keep warm, sleepless all night.

The sun and the moon changed, and the sky gradually brightened, and the little kite yawned and added a few sticks of dry wood to the fire.

"Early."

The taciturn Wang Yang was the first to wake up, he picked up firewood to help the little kite put it inside, and the sound of firewood colliding woke up the injured and unconscious Jiang Cixu.

"Ah......h

He looked at the unfamiliar environment and subconsciously wanted to sit up, but the pain in his shoulder forced him to lie back.

The camel was already in a half-asleep state, but when he heard Jiang Cixu's voice, he woke up suddenly, and barely calmed down without noticing danger.

"Oh boss, early in the morning, you scared me a lot."

He lazily wrapped himself around the quilt and yawned long.

"What's going on with us now?"

Jiang Cixu was a little stunned, his memory was broken after he passed out yesterday, and when he woke up, he found himself in a somewhat dilapidated tent.

Cheng Qianhuai was also woken up by him, and only after placing Song Jinhe did he get up and put on his coat.

"What's the situation? In order to avoid being ambushed on the way back, we plan to stay in Tongcheng for a few days. ”

Jiang Cixu lost too much blood, and the whole person's reaction was a little slow, and he thought for a moment before he spoke: "Is the deal completed?" ”

Cheng Qianhuai nodded: "It's done, your kid can be regarded as a great fortune, and he didn't die." ”

Jiang Cixu rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Can't you speak better?" What does it mean to not die? ”

"Okay, then let me put it another way, you're lucky to survive, is that okay?"

Jiang Cixu didn't want to continue to deal with Cheng Qianhuai, a poisonous tongue monster, and walked outside the tent with some difficulty after being helped up by a camel.

The low temperature of the night had not yet been dispelled, and he was so excited by the cold that he sneezed violently.

"Boss, you're awake! Come and eat, I've cooked white porridge. ”

The little kite greeted Jiang Cixu with a grin, and randomly found a container to hold some hot porridge for him.

A bowl of white porridge went down to the stomach, and the whole person's body also warmed up.

"It tastes pretty good."

He gave a thumbs up and praised it, and the little kite pinched his waist very proudly: "Then you must, don't see who made this porridge." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Song Jinhe rubbing her eyes and walking out of the tent, the little kite's eyes lit up instantly, and she chased after her with a small plastic bowl.

"Sister Song, you drink porridge."

She was a little shy and drew circles on the ground on her toes: "This is what I made with my own hands, do you see if it suits your appetite?" ”

A touch of red appeared on the little kite's face, and she smiled even more happily after watching Song Jinhe drink all the white porridge.

Song Jinhe handed the bowl back: "It tastes good, did you put some sugar?" ”

"That's right, I think it's better to put sugar, isn't it Sister Song."

"Yes, you're pretty good at it."

Hearing Song Jinhe's praise, Xiao Kite rubbed her hands excitedly: "Sister Song likes it, you can come to my house as a guest in the future, and I will cook porridge for you to eat." ”

After saying that, she ran away with her chest covered, and her steps also brought some joy of a little girl.

Jiang Cixu sneered at this scene, and approached Cheng Qianhuai cheaply: "You kid is quite blessed." ”

Cheng Qianhuai didn't know why: "What do you mean?" ”

"It means that your wife not only beheads men but also women, and both men and women eat it."

Jiang Cixu gritted his big teeth and quacked: "Look at the little kite in our team, the soul is about to be taken away by Song Jinhe."

Tell me, you were also popular when you were in college, and since Song Jinhe was by your side, no one can look down on you. ”

Cheng Qianhuai gritted his back molars, and rolled his eyes a little speechlessly: "If you have nothing to do, you can go back and lie down, my wife is indeed popular, after all, Tao Shuangxue is much closer to her than to you." ”

He showed a hypocritical smile, and then swaggered to Song Jinhe's side, leaving Jiang Cixu alone to be incompetent and furious.

The biscuit processing factory was full of laughter and joy, and Pei Yingliang, who was lying in ambush at the exit of Tongcheng, had his lips purple from the cold, and there was ultra-low air pressure around him.

"Damn, what about people? Lao Tzu waited here all night! What about people! ”

He kicked over the brazier beside him, but his calf was burned by the charcoal that had not yet been extinguished inside, and he heard a stabbing sound, and the smell of the flesh being burned permeated, and everyone froze in place and did not dare to speak.

"Ahh Scald me! Rubbish, all fucking rubbish! ”

Pei Yingliang smashed like crazy, and vented all the anger in his heart on his subordinates.

No one dares to speak out to attract his attention, he is a madman, a madman who loves to kill without any humanity.

No one dared to hit him with the muzzle, after all, everyone spared their lives, and they didn't want to suffer unprovoked injuries, let alone become his punching bag.

The scene was so quiet and outrageous that one of the team members was beaten until he vomited blood and fainted, and Pei Yingliang stopped panting.

"Check, check for me, they definitely didn't escape from Tongcheng!"