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

Chapter 12
Cen Sheng, who was leading the way, suddenly trembled: "Mother."

"What's wrong, you went into the swamp ditch again?" Li Xiang asked, chewing a big pancake and stretching her head.

Well, my son is not as fragrant as big pancakes.

The Cen family all stood up, and the timid ones plopped down on the ground.

Why did they run into the graveyard?
Rows of tomb circles stand in front of the eyes.

The tombstones in some tomb circles are crooked, some of the soil has been washed out, and some of the coffin boards are exposed, and bones can still be seen faintly.

"We went the wrong way." Mrs. Cen quickly grabbed her grandson's hand, and then covered her eyes to save her from being afraid.

"Grandma, grandma, what are you doing in my eyes?" Huo, Abao Cen was not happy anymore, he pulled Granny Cen's hand away forcefully, clapped her little hands and said excitedly: "This grave looks like it has been there for many years. No one cares about it."

"What a tragedy." The Cen family pondered.

"It's a bit miserable." Cen Abao said copiously and jumped out. Don't blame her, she is not a human, but a ferret, and she can't feel the care of humans for graves. Where do animals have graves? They die or become bones Be used as fertilizer for trees, or be eaten by other animals.

She only knew that there would be babies in this kind of place.

She turned around and saw Ganoderma lucidum beside a coffin board, she clapped her hands excitedly: "Grandma, Ganoderma lucidum, come quickly."

Mrs. Cen walked along the walk, rubbing her eyes: "Oh, it's really Ganoderma lucidum, what's the matter, what's the use of pretending that your pocket is cleaner than your face?"

Cen Abao looked again: "Grandma, there are willow trees, let's weave something with willow sticks first."

This is Meng Xiaoru and Li Xiang's unique skill, and the two made it up in a few clicks.

Cen Abao had seen a lot of Ganoderma lucidum before becoming a ferret, and her way of dealing with it was to gnaw it on her mouth, and it was safest to hide it in her stomach.

Mrs. Cen asked everyone to gather around and take a look: "We are all looking at how to pick this kind of treasure."

Hold the fungus bag with your left hand, grab the ganoderma lucidum with your right hand and twist gently, and the ganoderma lucidum will be put on the fungus bag and twisted off.

Granny Cen put the Ganoderma lucidum into the grass basket as if holding an urn solemnly.

I haven't recovered from the excitement of Ganoderma lucidum, and I heard the confused voice of my good grandson again: "Grandma, why do you pick ginseng?"

Good guy, the old cold legs that were sore and swollen just now sat down on the buttocks after listening to the good grandson: "Don't, don't move."

"Digging ginseng is very particular." Mrs. Cen ran over in a hurry, and she greeted the living family: "Hurry up, kneel down, kowtow first, and pray that Master Shan will give us a good ginseng."

The Cen family's heads went to pieces.

After kowtowing, Mrs. Cen's eyes aimed at the waist of Boss Cen's trousers: "Boss, mother remembers that your wife tied a red waist rope for you, untie it."

Boss Cen's face gradually turned red.

Cen Abao held back his laughter, never imagined that his father had such a fresh look.

Cen Arun imitated his younger sister and suppressed her smile.

After getting the red waist rope, Mrs. Cen tied it to the ginseng to prevent the 'ginseng doll' from running away. First, dig a circle with ginseng, and dig down the soil along the periphery of the circle without breaking the roots.

The excavated ginseng is wrapped with birch leaves mixed with raw ginseng soil to keep fresh.

Qi Zeyao pulled Boss Cen and the others to a piece of bamboo: "Chop."

"Why cut it?" Cen Laosan wondered.

"Cut!" The words are concise.

"Cut it off, it's Xiaoyao's use." Boss Cen rolled up his sleeves: "I found out that Xiaoyao is a little talker, but he's smart and knows a lot."

Granny Cen looked curiously at the children and grandchildren carrying a simple bamboo boat: "What? Want to show mother a straw boat and borrow arrows?"

Cen Abaole: "Grandma, you really know a lot, no, the Wanbaolin we are going to go through a waterway, and you need a boat to go by waterway."

"My dear grandson knows a lot."

Cen Abao said: "I also read it from the book." He thought: Before I became a ferret, I always walked that way, and there was a big turtle on my back.

Carrying Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng on the way, the wet wind was blowing on his face, Cen and Abao jumped up and down: "Grandma, it's here, cross this deep river and you will arrive at Wanbaolin."

The ropes of the bamboo boats were tied to the trees, and the bamboo boats were placed close to the water, and the Cen family went up one by one.

Cen Boss and Cen Laosan held bamboo poles in exchange for rowing.

"The scenery is pretty good, but the wind is quite cold." Cen Laosan wrapped his clothes.

The bamboo boat was swaying, and it felt that something was wrong.

Looking up, the sky was pitch black, and the clouds not far from them swept in like a whirlpool.

"Why is there such a strong wind?" Boss Cen swayed, turned around and told: "Mother, sit still and hug each other."

Mrs. Cen hugged Ah Bao, and the children leaned against each other like stacking pancakes.

A splash of water hit him, and his clothes were drenched. Cen Abao gritted his teeth, tightly guarding the two precious bumps of ginseng and ganoderma, and at the same time asked the magic brush with his thoughts: "Can I store things in the space?"

"certainly……"

Cen Abao's eyes lit up.

"Not for now."

Cen Abao's eyelids drooped.

How can this magic pen speak out of breath?

With a serious face, Qi Zeyao knew that he was not good. He rolled up the rope and held it in his hand. When he saw the right moment, he raised his wrist, shook the rope, and threw the rope to the opposite tree, shouting: "Catch everyone!" On the rope."

Clouds gather for a while and disperse for a while.

Feng, like a ferocious beast, suddenly opened his bloody mouth and devoured them.

"what……"

The rushing water in the river disappears into the water.

There was only one empty bamboo boat left on the river.

*
The tall and tall towering ancient trees block the sky tightly, the trees are blown and hunting, and occasionally the loud calls of birds can be heard.

Cen Abao reached out and fiddled with the rustling leaves covering her body, thinking: won't she turn back into a ferret again?
When I raised my hand, it was still human.

They were unlucky enough to encounter a strong wind just now, and the poor little dirty boy asked them to hold on to a rope so that they would not be blown all over the place.

"Eh? Yes, where's my grandma? Where's my father?" Cen Abao's calf swayed, as if he had kicked something, and he heard a muffled groan.

Qi Zeyao covered his eyes and stood up...

"Ah, I'm sorry." Cen Abao scratched the tip of her nose guiltily, and she held up her hands: "Grandma?"

"Here it is."

"Sister, I'm here."

"Girl, I'm here."

Cen Abao followed the sound and saw that his family members were all popping up like mushrooms.

"My dear grandson, is the ginseng ganoderma injured?" Mrs. Cen got up and asked.

Cen Abao: ...

Deliberately showing a hurt look: "Isn't grandma the one I love the most?"

"Ahaha, Grandma knows that you are holding them, so asking them is asking you." Mrs. Cen clapped her hands in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject: "Where did we get blown?"

Qi Zeyao faced the circles under the eyes that were kicked by Cen Abao: "Wanbaolin."

"This is Wanbaolin, let's hurry up and find a place to settle down first, and then discuss and discuss what to do next." Mrs. Cen got up quickly, took a look at the ginseng and ganoderma, saw that it was not hurt, and relaxed He took a deep breath, and grabbed the little granddaughter's hand again.

Qi Zeyao picked up the rope that had been in his hand and led everyone: "Here, I know you well, follow me."

"Xiao Yao, how do you know this place well?" Mrs. Cen was quite puzzled.

Qi Zeyao found an excuse: "Nurse brought me here..."

(End of this chapter)