Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 11
The muffled big fist came down.

The village chief's son roared: "Boss Cen, don't forget, I rescued you up here today."

The fist fell into the air and smashed hard on the ground next to it.

The Cen family is honest and reasonable, if it weren't for the village chief's family, his body would probably fall into pieces.

"Let this little bastard loose me!"

The village chief said with a sullen face, "It's a small misunderstanding that makes such a big fuss, Mrs. Cen, are you sure you want to make a fuss?"

The old lady Cen didn't let go, she stood there with her shriveled body, and wiped her hair with oil: "Village chief, this is not our family's trouble, your son knows what kind of virtue you are, as a father, you have to kill this boy as usual. Little bastard, but what you said is right, our Cen family owes you two lives, we will let you go, from now on we will go to the sky, each side will go."

Break up!

"We don't like to take your burdens with you, so we leave as soon as we leave, but this life-saving grace can't be just for this." The village chief looked straight at the burden carried by the old lady Cen.

This is the perfect match for these onigiri.

Old Madam Cen's eyelids trembled, well, let's draw a line with this scum.

Gritting her teeth, she threw the fur skin on the ground: "Here!"

The fat grandson of the village head's family rushed out without any hope and stroked him over.

"Xiao Yao, let go of him." Old Madam Cen said.

Prayed that Zeyao would not let go, Cen Abao ran up, gently, like coaxing a child: "Let's let go, he's dirty, don't dirty you."

Only now did Qi Zeyao's red eyes gain focus, and he let go, spitting out the flesh in his mouth.

Yes, bite off a piece of meat alive.

Out of anger at her.

The son of the village chief raised his hand: "Father, this family belongs to wolves. It hurts so much. Stay away from them. I think they are orphans and widows. They have nothing to do. How can they live without us?"

Cen Abao put his hands on his hips: "Designated is better off than your family."

On a starless night, Elder Cen bent over and put Meng Xiaoru on his back, Elder Cen took his son to the back, Li Xiang and Cen Abao helped Mrs Cen, Cen Azhuo and Cen Arun walked in front.

After walking two miles away, old lady Cen cried out, her shoulders trembling: "If the mule cart falls, it will fall. It's good to be alive. I'm glad that the rice ball didn't fall. It can give us a few meals." I’m not hungry, I’ve got nothing now, I’ve lost everything.”

The rice ball collapsed the last straw in Mrs. Cen's heart.

"Grandma, grandma, don't cry." Cen Abao is small, jumping high, stretching out his hand to wipe old lady Cen's tears, thinking of something, he hurriedly took out a cloth bag from his loose clothes, opened the cloth bag, and there were rice balls lying in it , Cen Abao's eyes were bent into crescent moons, like a treasure: "Grandma, look, Abao and Abao sneaked out a lot, there are twenty or thirty of them."

Mrs. Cen looked over with tears in her eyes. The little granddaughter looked up and waited for her to praise her like a flower. She burst out laughing and knelt down to put her arms around Cen Abao: "You are really the heart of my grandma."

The heads of the Cen family were together discussing what to do next.

"I can't go forward, there is nothing, we will all die in a few days."

"Yes, I will be bullied."

"We should find a place to replenish what we need on the road, so that we can have confidence in our hearts."

As soon as Mrs. Cen said this.

Cen Abao was silent, but she knew the place.

Qi Zeyao was also silent, he also knew the place.

"Grandma~" Cen Abao threw away the little stone he was playing with, and raised his head: "There is a golden house in the book. Before my second uncle taught in the village, Abao often read books. I saw a treasured place named Wanbaolin in "Tutu". There are all kinds of animals, plants, medicinal materials and rivers in this forest, if we rest there for a month, wouldn't everything be fine."

Qi Zeyao's eyes sparkled when he heard this, and he thought: You still remember this place.

He nodded cooperatively: "Good place."

"Will it be dangerous?" Mrs. Cen asked, "Otherwise, there is such a good place and we can take turns?"

Boss Cen set down his machete and patted his chest: "Mother, is there any worse situation than the current situation? I am a hunter, I am not afraid, I will protect everyone."

Qi Zeyao nodded: "There is also me."

He is the king of beasts, and Wanbaolin is his permanent residence.

If you want to go to Wanbaolin, you need to walk another ten miles, seven or eight days.

I can't sleep anyway, let's go.

The Cen family walked in the opposite direction along the mountain, and stopped. The narrow path was extremely steep, winding, and eerie.

They have no candles and can only see by the thin moonlight.

Boss Cen waved his machete: "Stop, this road is not easy to walk, if you are not careful, your head will fall, I will go down and have a look."

As soon as he stepped out, Qi Zeyao held him back. He glanced at Boss Cen's lame leg, and rushed out like a wolf.

Boss Cen: ... Am I rejected by a child?
Cen Abao looked at Qi Zeyao's neat figure and thought to himself: It looks like a wolf.

Qi Zeyao's speed was very fast, and he came back within a quarter of an hour, holding several strands of vines in his hand: "The other end of the vines is on the tree."

"This end, let's hold it." Qi Zeyao stuffed it to Boss Cen, and asked the others to hold on to the vine: "Don't let go, line up, walk slowly."

Qi Zeyao took the leading position, he is familiar with the road ahead.

"There are stones, go around."

"There are steps, slow down.

"Steper, mopping the floor."

After walking for a quarter of an hour, we finally reached the foot of the road.

The pale sky was reflected on their tired faces, and Mrs. Cen took out five rice balls cruelly: "Each person eats half of a rice ball, filling the belly."

Cen Abao felt distressed when she saw it, and she asked the magic brush with her thoughts: "You said before that the things drawn can be reused and the number of times is not counted, right?"

"nature."

"I still want rice."

"Okay, but you don't have any containers, so why not spill the rice on the ground?"

Cen Abao is wilted, that's right, where is the rice.

She drooped her shoulders, looked up at the sky, and saw several bird's nests staggered on the big tree, but there was not a single bird.

An idea came to her mind, she leaned against Granny Cen while she was resting, entered the space, and took up the magic pen to write a word: cake.

Then use your mind to plan in your mind where the cake will appear.

Become!

She opened her eyes and looked at the bird's nest out of the corner of her eye, goo, it's full of pancakes.

She stretched her waist pretending to be natural: "Grandma, I'll get up and move my legs."

Cen Abao walked here and there on purpose, moved under the tree and looked up casually: "Wow, grandma, grandma, daddy, come and see, there are a lot of pancakes piled up in the bird's nest." "What?"

real? "

Cen's family came closer: "It's true."

Cen Sheng and Cen Run couldn't control the prehistoric power in his body anymore, he rubbed his hands, rolled up his sleeves and climbed up the tree like a monkey: "It really is a pancake, it's not bad, and it's fragrant." He took a bite .

Granny Cen took off her coat excitedly and threw it up the tree: "Hurry up, take it all off."

The Cen family counted the number: "Sixty or seventy pancakes, you can carry them for a few days if you save some food."

"But why is this pancake here?"

Cen Abao touched the tip of his nose with a guilty conscience: "Grandma, I think, someone must have passed by here with dry food on their backs, and the dry food accidentally dropped, and then was taken away by a bird and hid in the nest."

"En, what you said makes sense." Mrs. Cen said, "Then we have to continue on our way. We stole so many pancakes from others. What if we come back and tell us what to do?"

The Cen family, carrying pancakes, walked with the wind, and the fast-paced Cen's voice suddenly called out to his mother, and his voice trembled three times...

(End of this chapter)