Chapter 440 Geyser National Park 25
From noon to evening, and then to night.
People were passing their car all the time.
People no longer had the mood or energy to talk and joke. They were carrying heavy burdens and their steps were equally heavy.
No matter how heavy the footsteps are, they cannot wake up a sleeping person.
Until someone pinched her face.
"Wake up."
"Oh!" Fu Anan waved away the hand in front of her and buried her face, "Please let me sleep."
In order to maintain a good relationship with Father Fu, she hasn't had a good rest for a long time.
"If you don't get up soon, it will be dawn."
A familiar voice came from above my head, as cold as ever, with a hint of indulgence.
But Fu Anan, she only heard authority!
I suddenly opened my eyes.
There is also a fart of Chu River and Han River.
His big head was pressing down on Mr. Fu's arm, and one of his legs was arrogantly resting on his thigh.
"Brother Fu, I'm sorry!"
Fu Anan quickly sat up and said.
"If you know you're late, just move faster."
Fu Yizhi got out of the car first and stood at the door looking at her.
But that's not what she said.
Mr. Fu's answer was irrelevant, but she chose to forgive him.
The matter was over and they were ready to hit the road!
It's three o'clock in the morning on the thirteenth day of the game.
It was pitch black outside, and no matter how urgent it was, no one would choose to travel at this time.
The temperature has been getting lower and lower these two days.
Especially now, it's only about five or six degrees.
Although it’s not as cold as having a round of games specifically set in the snow, it’s still very cold.
The moment Fu Anan came out, she quickly took out the cotton-padded jacket she had prepared earlier.
Two people each took one, put on gloves and hats, and then put the car into the space.
Fu Yizhi looked at Fu Anan shivering and asked, "Is it that cold?"
"Cold."
She nodded seriously. She had been afraid of the cold since she was a child.
"Brother Fu, let's go."
Fu Anan urged impatiently.
You won’t feel cold if you move.
Fu Yizhi glanced at her, then took off the scarf around her neck and quickly wrapped it around her, covering her ears and face.
"Brother Fu, I still have some here, don't catch a cold."
Fu Anan said quickly upon seeing this.
He reached out to take it down and return it.
Then he was stopped by Fu Yizi's eyes.
"You think I'm cold?"
Fu Anan paused, then she carefully withdrew her hand.
Well, you are not cold, you are warm!
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The two of them set off according to their previous plan.
Walking along a thoroughfare littered with abandoned cars, they passed a gas station and reached the bridge that cut off their search for a new road.
Because there was no light, the river below was pitch black.
Although I couldn't see anything, the smell was pungent and had a strong smell of dead fish.
The smell can drive people away directly.
The two men crossed the bridge in the dark.
Fu Anan held her breath and didn't breathe until she got off the bridge.
The smell is so pungent. I really admire the person who picks up the dead fish and sells them.
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They walked for four hours, from three in the morning to seven in the morning, and only ate a little bit during that time.
Finally they caught up with the next group of people who had fled to Mantou Village.
At this time, these people were huddled together to keep warm and eat the few foods they had.
It would be nice to just think about reaching Mantou Village.
Although the conditions were difficult, they felt hopeful when they thought about the outcome of the migration.
Everyone encouraged each other and walked together.
Steamed Bun Village!
After two or three days of darkness, everyone, whether adults or children, looked ahead with longing in their eyes.
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