After the lesson from that group of people just now, no one dared to come to the tent again.
A mother's cry is always touching.
Zhang Qiu was stirring a ceramic bowl with a stick. Hearing this, he paused.
He lowered his eyes and restrained himself from moving.
Zhang Qiu has medicine, but he can't and shouldn't take it out at this time.
Yu Xifeng was chewing something that could barely be called porridge in his mouth, and occasionally he could chew a piece of meat.
I don’t know if it was cured pork or cured duck, it was chopped too finely and even the saltiness became bland.
She counted the cubes to keep herself focused.
Instead of trying to distinguish the increasingly faint cries of a baby.
After the meal was cooked, the fire in the tent went out unexpectedly.
I didn't feel that warm when it was burning, but when it went out, it suddenly felt a level colder.
The most obvious reaction was that Zhang Qiu started coughing again.
He coughed as he handed each person a piece of dried sweet potato: "Add some sugar, cough, cough cough——"
"Yu Xifeng, is that you?"
Yu Xifeng heard the noise outside.
It’s Sister Yun.
Sister Yun looked very embarrassed. Her and the fat man's clothes were torn, and there were two cuts on their hands that were bleeding.
But they obviously brought out more things.
A cart full.
I don’t know how many people were staring at their cart.
Since we left in such a hurry, it would be better if we dressed warmly and brought one or two bags with us.
There were quite a few people who didn’t put on their clothes properly and just ran out wearing a pair of yin-yang shoes.
"I heard over there that there was a woman slashing people with a knife, and I guessed it was you." Sister Yun was delighted.
That's true, but there's something a little weird about it.
Sister Yun and Fatty came into the tent, and Sister Yun unveiled the cart: "I have coal here."
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