On the road to escape the famine, Lin Rui's legs went from painful to numb and then back to painful. Sometimes, when the road conditions were good, it was normal to walk for a whole day and night. Every time he felt that his legs were about to be broken, he would still be able to walk on.
The physique that has been ruined in modern times was trained in ancient times. Not to mention, his thighs and calves are now full of muscles, and he can probably run three kilometers without getting red in the face or out of breath.
The second sister Lin walked into the sun early in the morning with her child in her arms. Her lips were dry and chapped. She took the water bag from her waist, drank a sip herself, and fed some to Qingqing. The water here was boiled by Feng Zhenniang last night and poured into the water bags. Everyone in the family had one.
Qingqing was only a little over a month old, weighing about seven or eight kilograms. He didn't feel much weight when holding her in his arms, but after holding her for a long time, Lin Zaozao's arms became sore.
Suddenly, I felt something empty in my arms. It turned out that Lin Rui had carried Qingqing to me. Lin Rui, who was also in a mess and tanned like charcoal, now skillfully adjusted her position with his hands to make Qingqing sleep more comfortably. "Second sister, let me hold you for a while, you take a rest."
"Hey, hey hey!" Lin responded early. Without Qingqing in his arms, he could let his hands fall naturally, and the pain was immediately relieved.
Although we said we were going to rest, in fact, we didn't hold Qingqing in our arms. We still had to walk with our legs. The road was endless and we couldn't see any city or houses as far as the eye could see. Even if we wanted to ask for a glass of water, we couldn't.
The victims they passed by looked like huge heads stuck on a stick, with necks so thin that people worried they might get their heads stuck. Their stomachs, like those of the people they had seen before, were swollen to varying degrees, probably because they had eaten too much Guanyin soil.
When the ox cart of Lin Rui and others passed by, their green eyes were like wolves in the wilderness, staring at the oxen pulling the carts and the supplies on the carts, but they were scared away by the burly bodies and sharp sickles and hoes of Lin Changxi, Lin Changfa and others.
The head covers that were made earlier on Lianshan came in handy again. They were covered on the face to block mosquitoes and flies. There were too many deaths along the way, and green-headed flies were flying in clouds. Lin Rui and others were afraid that they would be bitten and infected with malaria. Even if it was hot, it was better to be more cautious.
Lin Rui takes Huoxiang Zhengqi, a heat-relief water, three or four times a day. In this case, heatstroke is not a trivial matter. Even after scraping, the human body will have a period of fatigue. It is a waste of time to feel weak all over and unable to walk.
It was unknown when he would be able to leave this arid place. Every day he was under the scorching sun and felt dizzy. If Lin Rui was traveling alone, he would have wanted to hide in his house and not come out. But here, at such a young age, he had already taken on the role of the clan leader, taking care of the lives of more than 30 members of the Lin family.
The three big blue bulls, which used to be strong, have become much thinner now. Not only the animals, but also the humans are the same. How can they have an easy time?
On the way, the Gao family and the father and son next door followed closely behind Lin Rui and others. When they rested, they rested too, and when they hurried on their way, they hurried on too.
Lin Rui and his team were already large, and with the addition of the Gao family, the father and son, and the young wife, there were nearly forty people in total. No one dared to mess with them on the road to escape the famine. Even though the victims were jealous of their supplies, they did not dare to rob them.
Anyone who could walk here alive during the famine was someone to be trifled with. If they dared to rob, they would not be able to seek justice even if they were beaten to death by the people on the oxcarts.
The walk lasted from before dawn until completely dark. The number of disaster victims we met along the way was endless. They were in a daze, numb and mechanical. Their skinny eyes were sunken and their cheeks were deep, like skeletons who had stolen a human skin and put it on.
When they heard Lin Rui say that they had set up camp in the evening, the Gao family and the father and son next door all breathed a sigh of relief. They had finally made it through the day.
Lin Ziyang sat down on the ground exhausted: "Mom, my dear mom, please make me some pickled meat tonight. I can't walk without oil and water!"
Zhang Dacui was unhappy: "You are the only one who is so delicate. I see people on the street are so hungry but they can still walk. You are the only one who is so troublesome!"
"Mom!" Lin Ziyang sighed. He remembered that there were at least ten pounds of salted pork in the meat jar at home, and there were also three or four salted ducks, salted geese, and salted chickens left. If he didn't eat them, would he save them for Huangmo Pass?
Feng Zhenniang started to increase her meat intake during this period without Lin Rui's instructions. The reason was that Lin Changxi told her that he had been urinating blood in the past two days. She was so scared that her heart was pounding and she dared not skimp on food anymore.
The long journey and malnutrition were enough for young people like Lin Rui to endure, but not Lin Pingmao. Like Lin Changxi, he developed hematuria due to exhaustion.
Lin Rui was given a bowl of thick porridge with wild vegetables and meat slices. His eyes widened and he looked at his mother: "Mom, life is so hard, eating such good food!"
Feng Zhenniang knew he was teasing her on purpose and glared at him, "Eat your food! Not even porridge can fill your mouth!"
Cao'er, her mother and her two sons stumbled along the way but finally managed to catch up. Ermao was so tired that he was staggering and walking unsteadily on the road. He always thought that he would be exhausted to death in the next step, but miraculously, he was dragged along by his brother and mother and finally caught up with the people in the convoy.
At this moment, the mother and her two children were still sitting downwind, smelling the fragrance coming from the rice and porridge they were cooking.
Ermao cheered up: "Mom, they are drinking meat porridge! I smell meat!"
Cao'er and Daniu swallowed their saliva. Cao'er took out the ground soft meat and spicy horseradish that he was reluctant to finish in his bag and prepared to make a fire to cook them so that they could have another meal tonight.
With the smell of meat, the mother and her two children felt that the grass roots seemed to be quite delicious.
"Mom, I really want to drink meat porridge like them!" Ermao said enviously while chewing the bitter grass roots in his mouth.
Da Niu patted his head and said, "When I get to Huangmo Pass and find a job, I'll definitely take you out for a good meal."
"Yeah!" Ermao nodded heavily. Seeing this, Cao'er smiled bitterly and pulled her two sons closer to the ox cart. She covered the three of them with a rag and said, "Go to sleep, get some rest. We have to travel tomorrow!"
After eating and drinking their fill, Lin Rui and the others wanted to take a rest, but the father and son next door started making a commotion.
"How can you turn your back on me after eating my bread? You have to be my daughter-in-law!"
"I didn't say I didn't want to be your daughter-in-law. Your son even kissed me during the day and told me he wanted to marry me. How can you, as his father, get into bed with me, your daughter-in-law, at night?"
Yesterday, the father and son exchanged a steamed bun for the young wife. They originally planned to keep her for two days, but the father couldn't hold it back after just one day. It is said that when people are full and warm, they will think about sex. The things they brought on the ox cart were enough to feed the two of them, and once they were full, their other thoughts began to stir.
My son also knew how to cultivate feelings with his young wife, so I wanted to force myself on him that night. But the young wife was also a fierce one, and she started yelling at me immediately.
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