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

Chapter 4 I Know You Suck Your Butt and Suck a Lot of Shit
The magic pen flicked its beautiful silver tail, and the old god said: "Well, the future will be long, and you will know it in the future."

Cen Abao's consciousness gradually weakened in his dream, and old lady Cen's angry and desperate cry sounded in his ears: "Sun Lainan, you are a murderer, you actually took away all the food."

All the food was taken away?
Cen Abao opened his eyes abruptly.

Before the family escaped from famine, they drove two carts, a mule cart and an ox cart, and most of the food was put in the ox cart.

But the ox cart was gone.

Cen Abao's face was pale, people are like iron and rice is steel, without food, he estimated that he would die on the road after walking for a few days.

She thought about entering the magic brush space again.

The air was filled with old lady Cen's cursing, children's muffled voices, and adults' sighs of despair.

Cen Zhaohou of the third family's family pursed his lips, and the worry on Changba's face dissipated. He looked around, walked to a nearby tree, looked at it for a while, and said, "Mom, we have something to eat. It’s an elm tree, the bark of the elm tree can be eaten, and the money of the elm tree can also be eaten.”

"Brother." Cen Zhaohou greeted Cen Zhaolai: "Bring two kitchen knives, let's sharpen some."

"Hey." The voice of the boss, Cen Zhao, was drowned out by the deliberately raised voice of the third daughter-in-law, Li Xiang. Li Xiang's sallow face was thin, and the corners of his chapped mouth opened and closed: "The food in the ox cart is gone. But there are rice flour pancakes in the mother's bag."

Granny Cen's hooked eyes moved over slowly.

Boss Cen touched his nose awkwardly.

"Xiang'er! What are you talking about!" Youngest Cen gouged out his daughter-in-law: "Shut up, it's for Ah Bao."

Li Xiang pushed his son, Cen Sheng, to him: "Before the famine happened, everything was available at home. A Bao came and I didn't say anything. Now that the food is gone, everyone is hungry. Look at it." How thin is my Shengzi? Others don’t feel sorry for her, but my mother does.”

Cen Lao San shook his lips guiltily: "Well, you can't eat Abao's food, brother has to give in to sister."

Hearing this, Cen Sheng curled up his toes in the straw sandals, drooped his little head, and felt shivering. Dad is good everywhere, but he likes to turn his elbows outward. He is always polite to outsiders and uncles. , put them first in everything, let them give way to others when it comes to me and my mother, it's okay to suffer a little bit of grievance.

Li Xiang didn't know how to splash, so he just looked straight at Cen Laosan.

Cen Abao lowered his head in shame, and moved his two fingers back and forth. They had already separated from the second room, and they didn't want to break up with the third room.

She ran up to Mrs. Cen, and squeezed her hand with her little meaty claws: "Natma, is it comfortable for Ah Bao to press on grandma?"

"Hmph, if you poke your butt and pull some dung, grandma will know it all."

"Abao knows that grandma loves her the most. If grandma and food are gone, you can find them again. When people are gone, you will be gone." Abao Cen's words hit Granny Cen's heart, and she poked her forehead. Son: "You, what do you want to do?"

Cen Abao always made people happy, so he kissed Mrs. Cen's wrinkled cheek.

Qi Zeyao, who was standing aside, stared blankly, and subconsciously touched his face.

Cen Abao was busy buzzing like a bee in a crop field. He took out a bulging cloth pocket from Mrs. Cen's burden, and nodded with his finger: "There are still 24 pancakes, and now it is seven... oh no no , counting the little dirty boy, there are eight people, and each person gets exactly three pancakes."

When Cen Abao divided the pancakes, he had a good meal with his family, and several times he almost tore her small body down.

The old lady Cen looked angry, and bluffed: "Okay, Abao is here for you, you just take it, and all you have to do is tear up everything with such a little energy, save it to find food."

Cen Abao stuffed the pancakes to Li Xiang and Cen Sheng, and shyly drew circles on the ground with his feet: "Third Aunt, I won't let my second brother starve to death. Now that the family is in trouble, we want to work together. "

Li Xiang's face was flushed with embarrassment, and he squatted down with red eyes: "Abao, third aunt, third aunt has no wrong ideas, but I am afraid that your second brother will starve to death..." He choked up and patted Cen Sheng : "Thank you, sister."

Cen Sheng glanced at her awkwardly, then lowered his head awkwardly, he hated his younger sister when he was hungry just now, but now he thinks that younger sister is really nice, so he said with red ears, "Thank you younger sister."

Cen Abao rubbed his hands clenched into small fists on his face, pouted his buttocks, stretched his neck, puffed his mouth, and wanted to give his second brother a comforting kiss like a little frog.

The back of the neck was suddenly grabbed by someone, and Cen Abao stared at Qi Zeyao who looked like a wooden stake: "You, you, what are you doing?"

Qi Zeyao stretched out his hand for a long while, and said two words abruptly: "Panzi."

Cen Abao suddenly patted his forehead, said 'ohhh' like a little hen, and hurriedly stuffed the pancakes to him: "I was so busy talking to my third aunt, I almost forgot about you, you must be starving. "

Qi Zeyao was holding pancakes, he wasn't that hungry, but he just didn't want her to get along with other friends.

Granny Cen pulled back Abao Cen, who was busy like a spinning top, and held her in her arms, screaming: "The debt is over, take a break."

Seeing Qi Zeyao staring straight at A Bao, he subconsciously held A Bao tightly in his arms, thinking: Why does it feel like a wolf staring at a little wolf cub?

She turned her head and raised her neck and yelled at Boss Cen: "Find a piece of clothing for A Yao, and then pop the blisters on his feet, it will be so fast."

Before Qi Zeyao was dragged away by Boss Cen to tidy up, Cen Abao entered the magic brush space again by closing his eyes and resting his mind, tangled in circles, muttering: I can only use the magic brush once this month, what should I order?Meat?No, it's too conspicuous, and it's inappropriate after a meal.

pancake?There are only those pancakes in the milk bag, and they have been divided, if there is still unclear explanation.

"Ah, there is."

Cen Abao twitched in Granny Cen's arms and yelled something. The distressed old lady Cen frowned: "My dear grandson, what's wrong, I'm having a nightmare."

She patted her back again, and coaxed Cen Abao to calm down again, but Li Xiang yelled and woke Cen Abao completely.

Old Mrs. Cen threw a stone at her angrily, and gouged her out with her eyes: "Third daughter-in-law, you are not going to die, I think you are too full to feed those two pancakes."

Li Xiang glanced at his little niece guiltily, and lowered his voice: "Mother, come and see, hurry up."

"Hmph, if you don't let me see the flowers, I'll screw you to death."

The old lady Cen was about to lean the dazed Abao against the root of the tree, when Qi Zeyao rushed over like a wolf to support Abao Cen.

Facing the astonished eyes of Mrs. Shangcen, Qi Zeyao calmed down and said, "I'm old, she's young."

The big one has to take care of the little one.

Mrs. Cen pondered: Well, yes, this child, A Yao, is four years older than her A Bao, nine years old.

She patted the dirt on her buttocks, and looked towards the place pointed by the third daughter-in-law.

At first glance, it's so loud...

(End of this chapter)