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

Chapter 5 is over, deep in the swamp.

Mrs. Cen took a look at her head, and also groaned, and sat down on the ground excitedly.

The Cen family wanted to help her, but she waved her hand: "No, I will do it myself."

There is an old saying that when an old man falls, it is best to get up by himself, otherwise he will not be able to get up again if he falls again.

"Spit..." Mrs. Cen got up with the help of the mule cart, rubbed her eyes, and looked at the four notched rice vats sitting on the mule cart. Good guy, it was full of golden rice. She was beating a drum in her heart: Is this from her house?She remembered that the rice jars were all empty.

Suddenly, I remembered the nonsense that Abao kicked his legs in her arms just now: rice, rice!
Heart fluttering, murmured: Could it be something to do with Abao, no, no, I was just thinking about it.

There can be no other troubles in front of our eyes.

Mrs. Cen gave the third daughter-in-law a goosebump: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Who am I, old woman, why don't you let me have some stock."

Li Xiangle gritted her teeth: "Mother is really good at living, with these rice, I won't worry."

"Why don't you worry about it? Do you think you can come out to play with shallow-skinned things? After playing for a few days, you will go home? The road ahead is long." Mrs. Cen shook the ashes on the rags, and first put the rags Cover the mouth of the tank with a cloth, and then cover it with a lid, so that the seal is tighter and prevents insects from getting inside: "Pack up, pack up and continue on your way, go north, there hasn't been a fight yet."

As soon as Mrs. Cen spoke, everyone in the Cen family got busy.

Without an ox cart, everyone would have to get on the mule. Boss Cen waved his hand and walked ahead: "Third brother, let's go below, let my mother, daughter-in-law and children ride on the mule."

"No way." Mrs. Cen laid out the straw mats and another layer of quilts. She placed the rice vat in the middle like a treasure and covered another layer of quilt. She hugged Cen Abao, pursed her mouth, and distributed: "Mule can't keep up with cows. It’s strong, let’s not say that it can’t pull so many people and things, even if it can pull it, you want to exhaust it to death.”

They suffered even more without their mules.

"Except for the eldest and the third, the boys are all going down too." Mrs. Cen held A Bao's hand tightly: "I carried A Bao, A Bao's mother, and the third daughter-in-law into the car."

After speaking, the boys of the Cen family and Qi Zeyao all came down. Cen Zhaohou licked his lips and stared at Cen Zhaolai's lame leg: "Brother, why don't you get on the mule cart too, your leg..."

"My legs are fine. I'm lame and not disabled. I can run faster than you." Cen Zhaolai is a hunter with a strong body. He was a martial arts champion at first, but later his legs were lame, and the martial arts champion was also in vain.

They walked in along the shallow woods, and the sparse trees around them gradually grew thicker, blocking the sunlight.

"My eyes are dizzy, these trees all look the same." Cen Laosan felt lost.

But Cen Abao sometimes frowned, sometimes pursed his mouth, and muttered to himself: This place is so familiar.

When Qi Zeyao, who was walking beside the mule cart, heard this, his eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth raised.

Suddenly, Qi Zeyao's thin face sank: "Stop."

Hey, that's weird too, once Qi Zeyao said something, no matter how he groaned, the mule would not leave even if he was killed.

Mrs. Cen wondered, "Ah Yao, what's wrong with you, do you want to pee?"

Qi Zeyao shook his head and pointed to the ground.

A group of ants are walking in groups, busy going forward.

Looking ahead again, a group of dragonflies flew over their heads.

Cen Abao suddenly thought of a sentence: "Ah grandma, ants are moving to the snake aisle, a heavy rain is coming, dragonflies are flying in groups, and a thunderstorm is coming."

Mrs. Cen looked at the cloudless sky: "Can it rain on this sunny day?"

Cen Sheng wiped the sweat from his brow: "I think Qi Zeyao is just talking nonsense, he should be walking lazily and wants to rest."

Cen Lao San helped his son speak: "I guess it won't rain, now is not the time to rest, we have to hurry up and see if there is anything to eat, don't waste time."

"Heavy rain will kill people!" Qi Zeyao said stubbornly, and gave the mule a look, and the mule patted on the ground cooperatively.

If they were on their way, they would be overturned by the heavy rain, not to mention that everything was ruined, and people would probably drown or be crushed to death by a broken tree.

Cen Zhaolai came over on crutches: "I've heard this before before hunting, I think Xiaoyao is right, mother, I'm not afraid of [-], just in case."

Mrs. Cen replied: "Yes, the court is at war now, and several princes are fighting for territory. Our village was robbed by bandits and soldiers. We managed to escape. If the heavy rain kills us It's a shame to die."

"What are you doing now?"

"Build a house and find a cave." Qi Zeyao said concisely.

Cen Abao is a century-old ferret, and he has encountered natural disasters ranging from [-] to [-]. In this regard, he knew what he meant, and instantly understood what he meant: "Grandma, or find a low bush to build a temporary shelter." In a rainy place, you have to find a cave, I think I should look for a cave, and there are no low bushes here, so I can't build a house."

Cen Sheng took out the posture that I would know about this question: "For that matter, let's build a house under this big tree."

Qi Zeyao gave him a disgusted look.

Ah Bao's elder brother, Cen Azhuo, was slow, and his voice pretended to be old-fashioned: "No, according to the book, if there is rain, there will be thunder and lightning, and if there is thunder and lightning, don't stay under the tree." Cen Sheng asked: "Why?"

Ah Bao's elder brother Cen Arun immediately twitched and rolled his eyes: "Stupid, he was struck to death by lightning."

"I'll go find it!" Qi Zeyao ran away like a wolf and disappeared.

Boss Cen pulled the mule away from the tall tree to avoid being hacked to death.

The third daughter-in-law, Li Xiang, was afraid that the bedding would be drenched by the rain, so she took out an oilcloth from her bundle and covered it up.

Boss Cen was worried and prayed that Zeyao would go and have a look, and asked Cen Laosan to stay and protect his family.

Cen Azhuo lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and made a report to take his elder brother Cen Sheng and younger brother Cen Arun to the neighborhood to see if there were any fruits, wild vegetables or something.

Old Madam Cen yelled worriedly: "Be careful, take a tree branch before you walk through the grass, don't touch the long insects, and you will be bitten by the long insects."

"Hey." Sanwa agreed.

Just as Cen Abao was thinking about what he could do, he suddenly heard a rapid scream.

Her small face turned pale: "Brothers, something must have happened to the brothers."

She anxiously grabbed Old Madam Cen's arm, turned over and dropped her feet to the ground, swinging her arms and running outside.

Granny Cen hurriedly chased after her: "Slow down, don't sprain your feet."

"Brother, call again."

"what……"

Cen Abao followed the sound and ran through the two trees, and the old lady Cen wanted to go too, but she was so big that she got stuck in the middle of the tree, and Cen Lao San dragged him out: "Hurry up, go over and have a look, That sound just now sounded like your son calling out."

Outside the forest, Cen Abao watched the second brother Cen Sheng fall into the swamp, and watched the younger brother spun around in a hurry.

Seeing that the third brother Azhuo was about to jump down to save others, she yelled: "No way, you two won't be able to get out if you go down."

(End of this chapter)