"Why are you making so much?" Old Zhou opened his eyes at the aroma, staring at the pile of flatbreads and fried rice next to him, somewhat puzzled.
"They were all kept in the kitchen. The innkeeper's staff are all gone, and I didn't want them to benefit others, so I made them all." Zhao Guihua didn't mention that she took three large flatbreads and a bowl of fried rice to offer as sacrifices to the former innkeeper and waiter.
Seeing that Zhou Laoda didn't speak, she continued, "The pancakes are thin so they won't spoil in the heat, and the fried rice can be stored for a long time. Let's not stop at noon along the way, eat some dry food and hurry up. We'll only stop to rest at night and get to Quanshuifu as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble on the road."
"It smells so good!" Candy was dreaming about eating and was woken up by the delicious smell. As soon as she woke up, she rushed over to grab a pancake.
"Don't rush to eat. Let's fetch some water and wash our hands," Zhao Guihua said kindly.
"Wash your hands, be clean, stars are clean, candy needs to wash its hands," Candy recited with a smile.
Star is very clean and always makes Candy wash her hands before eating. Candy remembers and loves Star the most.
Candy has a loud voice, and Xingxing was woken up by her. The little girl rubbed her eyes and sat up. Zhao Guihua had been watching her daughter closely, and when she saw her get up, she immediately put down the half-eaten pancake and went to pick her up.
"You're awake! Did you sleep well? Did you have any nightmares? There's water in the bowl for you to rinse your mouth first. I've also prepared water for washing your face." Zhao Guihua said gently as she wrung out a handkerchief to wipe the little girl's face.
Before long, Jingjing returned from checking the situation. She ran very fast, making a loud thumping sound on the stairs as she went up, as if a ghost was chasing her. Her face was deathly pale.
"What happened? Have those people come to attack?" Zhao Guihua asked in a trembling voice.
Perhaps she had run too fast, because Jingjing's throat was dry and she couldn't speak. It took her a long time to catch her breath. Xiaoxiao poured her a bowl of water and handed it to her. She drank the water before she started to speak.
"Those people are all dead. That place is quite far from the inn. I followed the smell of blood there. Three of them were crushed to death by a big tree, and two others looked like they fell to their deaths. I wonder what happened to them last night?"
Zhao Guihua lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Everyone, hurry up and eat. After we finish eating, we'll go take a look, and then we'll leave."
She thought of the man in black who had been killed by the meteorite, so she had reason to suspect that those nasty things might have also been punished by heaven and killed by God.
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