Chapter 2
The weather was too hot, the old woman and Rong Qian continued to walk forward pushing the scooter, the two children followed behind the car, Rong Yu carried the youngest child on her back, coughing from time to time.

Climbing up the uphill of the mountain road, there was a cool wind blowing, and the faces of several people felt better.

Under the shady tree, the old woman put down the cart, leaned against the tree and closed her eyes to rest.

The others found their own places to rest.

Nalan Jing sat down on the soft grass, picked up the water bag on the side, and drank it in small sips. After a while, he recovered a lot of strength.

After resting for a while, he was not so tired, but he was hungry and hungry, so Xiao Wu cried again.

He didn't know how many times he cried along the way, and he was hungry all the way, so he didn't know how he had the strength to cry.

At first, he just cried softly, but then he couldn't hold back and wailed loudly, as if he had the tendency to roll on the ground.

"Grandma, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..." The seven-year-old child kicked on his broken shoes, crying with snot flying all over his nose.

Rong Qian kept Xiao Wu on the road, but now Xiao Si also started to cry. He was so angry that he clenched his fists, wishing he could discipline the two twin brothers.

The old woman was frowning, holding a coax in one hand, but it was useless at all.

It's hard to bring a child who is full, let alone hungry.

Xiao Liu, who was carried by Rong Yu, also started to cry.

Rong Yu frowned and looked at the old woman: "Grandmother, Xiao Wu and the others didn't eat much for breakfast, and they are too hungry now, so they have to find some way to eat."

The old woman sighed and said, "There are no households in this wild country, where can we borrow food?"

Rong Yu frowned, and was stumped for a moment.

Looking at the crying child, Nalanjing felt a little pain in his brain again, and sighed from the bottom of his heart. It seems that the first priority is to find something to eat to fill his stomach.

In fact, I don't blame Xiaowu for crying. Since I had a steamed bun in the morning, everyone has already fainted from hunger. Only children dare to cry.

Nalan Jing looked around the surrounding environment.

Here, surrounded by layers of mountains in all directions, the mist in the distant mountains is like a fairyland, very aura, it can be seen that it is not really a remote mountain, as long as you are willing to enter the mountain, there must be prey.

You can only go into the mountains.

Nalanjing stood up suddenly: "Grandmother..."

The old woman's hands holding the child trembled, and she looked at Rong Yu in disbelief.

Granddaughter-in-law called her?

Rong Yu also frowned and looked at the woman beside her.

Nalan Jing whispered to the old woman, and the old woman instantly had a understanding expression, her voice was very low, and she said worriedly: "Grandmother, go with you, this mountain is full of ferocious beasts, in case..."

Nalanjing hurriedly said: "Grandmother, don't worry stay here to look after the child, I'll be back soon."

The old woman knew that she was shy. Although she was a bride, she was only a delicate girl in her teens. She definitely didn't want to let the old woman watch over things like eating a bad stomach.

The old woman nodded compromisingly, and told her worriedly: "Then don't go far away, and call grandma if you encounter any danger..."

Nalanjing nodded, got up and walked up the mountain quietly.

Rong Yu is a very gentleman. When Nalan Jing whispered to the old woman, he had already looked away, carried Xiao Liu out, and took him to relieve himself.

Rong Qian didn't look at Nalan Jing at all, in his eyes, this woman was a hidden danger and a burden.

In her previous life, Nalanjing, the crown princess, climbed up with countless merits and achievements. Once in a royal hunt, she competed with the prince who had been taught by a martial artist since childhood. They rode the best horses and held the best bows. But her horse ran into the deep forest in fright, and her bow and arrow were all passive, but she finally hit a black blind man with her bare hands and a dagger, and let her father eat the bear's paw. her presence.

After Nalan Jing entered the deep forest, while observing the surrounding environment, he broke off a branch from a tree. The branch was the size of a baby's arm. wooden sticks.

Holding the wooden stick, Narankin walked towards the jungle. She listened to all directions and noticed an unusual tremor in the grass. She stopped, and the wooden stick in her hand was full of strength, and she raised it above her shoulders. Quickly and accurately plunged in.

After a scream of chirping, the trembling grass returned to calm.

Nalanjing pulled out the wooden stick, pushed through the grass, and saw a dying raccoon.

The flower-faced civet is very thin, and it only weighs about three catties in the hand, but it is enough for a few people in the family to fill their stomachs.

Nalanjing was carrying the raccoon and the stick, and was about to leave when she sensed something was wrong. She looked at the raccoon in her hand, and when she saw that its fur seemed to have body fluid, she realized that it was a female flower. The raccoon is still breastfeeding, no wonder it is hiding in the bushes.

Thinking of this, she turned her head and squatted down again, scraped through the bushes on the ground, and found a cub cub under the cover of layers of grass roots.

At this time, the cub cub shrank tremblingly, not daring to move.

It was probably frightened by Narankin's "gun" just now.

Nalanjing picked it up, looked left and right, and instantly felt better.

Although it is a cub, it weighs more than a catty. From this, it can be calculated that it should be more than a month old and has not been weaned yet. By chance, she came and picked it up.

Nalanjing happily found the rattan, locked its hands and feet, and then tied it with the mother raccoon.

On the way back, Nalan Jing carried a stick in one hand and two raccoons in the other, and his steps were much lighter.

At this time, Rong Yu and Rong Qian already knew about Nalan Jing's entry into the mountain. They hadn't seen anyone back for a long time, and the faces of the two brothers were heavy.

Although Rong Qian didn't like this sister-in-law, he didn't want her to encounter any danger and cause trouble.

Rong Qian got up to go into the mountains to find Na Lanjing.

The old woman was worried about what happened to Nalan Jing, and thought, if her stomach is still uncomfortable, it would be inappropriate for Rong Qian to go.

She grabbed Rong Qian and told him to take care of the child, and then went to the mountains to look for it.

Before entering the mountain, I saw Nalan Jing coming out of the mountain with a stick.

She let out a long sigh of relief, and stepped forward with concern, only to see that Nalan Jing was still carrying something in his hand, and his fur looked like a fox?

The old woman opened her mouth wide in surprise, a little incredulous: "Daughter-in-law, is this a fox? Did you hit it?"

Nalanjing pursed his lips and showed his fine white teeth, with a starry smile in his eyes, he said happily: "Grandmother, these two raccoons are mother and son, and they can't escape because they are still breastfeeding. Catch them with a wooden stick." Alright, we'll have barbecue later."

The old woman was a little unbelievable that the charming girl who had been lying all the way was able to hunt the raccoon, but she was really hungry. When she heard that there was barbecue to eat, she subconsciously swallowed her saliva and praised: "Okay, okay, My granddaughter-in-law is really amazing."

Rong Qian and Rong Yu looked at the painted-faced raccoon that Nalan Jing brought back, and they were equally shocked and couldn't recover for a long time.

 Treasures add to the collection, the tickets are counted, compare the heart!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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