In the original owner's memory, this legitimate second young master was not an easy person to get along with, after all, he had a noble status. However, she did not expect that after fleeing together for more than ten days, this second young master showed her enough respect.
Perhaps, Leng Liecheng is a grateful and kind person, so this is the case.
Chaoge smiled and did not refuse. He took the bamboo tube and drank two sips. Then he put the bamboo tube close to Leng Xiaoran's mouth and asked Leng Xiaoran to drink.
Leng Xiaoran drank a few sips sensibly, but hurriedly stopped Chaoge from feeding him.
"Save it, brother drinks it.
Brother has a cold, brother needs to drink more!"
Perhaps it was because of what Leng Liecheng had just reminded Leng Furong that Leng Xiaoran understood. Even though his lips had already cracked, he still sensibly pushed away the bamboo tube that Chaoge was going to use to feed him a few more mouthfuls.
"Okay, brother, drink."
Leng Liecheng was indeed thirsty. His throat was already sore from the cold, and he had just eaten roasted chicken and ran all the way, so his throat was almost smoking.
Taking the bamboo tube, he carefully took two sips, slowly moistening his throat, and slowly swallowing the sweet water into his stomach.
He had drunk fine tea that cost dozens of taels of silver per pound, and had eaten many delicacies from the mountains and the sea, but tonight's water, and the pheasant and wild fruit seemed like the most delicious things he had ever eaten in his life.
Seeing the three little ones being so sensible, Chaoge still spoke up for their recovery: "There are three pots of water here, we can hold on for a few days.
But you, my dear brother, have not recovered from your cold yet. Drinking more water will be good for your health.
If the condition worsens, it will be difficult for us to get out of the mountains.
Now that you are healthy, you can help me share some of the burden after entering the mountain, so you must drink more of this water and don’t save it.”
"I just had a good sleep, and I ate enough today, so I feel much better.
This water must be saved, otherwise we have no idea when we will find water.
If the water supply really runs out again, I’m afraid we’ll die of thirst before we even reach Xilin County.
Sister, you have also seen how precious every refugee along the way is in regards to water and food.
There is no one who can help us except ourselves.
We have finally got these three bamboo tubes of water, so we must arrange them properly.
I promise you, I will recover as soon as possible and will never try to be strong. If I feel unwell, I will drink more."
What Leng Liecheng said made sense. Although he was young, he had learned a lot from his life on the run during these days.
Compared to the thirteen-year-old Leng Furong, the twelve-year-old boy is much more mature and stable.
"It's good that you have this awareness, but nothing is more important than your body recovering quickly.
Believe me, if I can find wild fruits, I can definitely find water.
Before I was sold to human traffickers, I was used to running around in the mountains, and I knew where it was easy to find water.
You don't need to drink more, just drink half of the water in this bamboo tube."
Afraid that Leng Liecheng would continue to insist on his own ideas, Chaoge put the bamboo tube to his lips as soon as she finished speaking.
If soft tactics don't work, she'll just use hard tactics.
Originally, he just took a bath in the stream after spraining his foot. When he got up from the stream, most of the pain disappeared. Chaoge believed that this stream water would definitely help Leng Liecheng recover from the cold.
Chaoge personally fed him water, and her attitude was so tough that Leng Liecheng could not refuse.
He was indeed still very thirsty. In fact, what Chaoge said made sense. If his body recovered, at least as the only older man in the group, he could help Chaoge share a lot of the burden.
But even thinking so, Leng Liecheng was reluctant to drink half of the remaining water. He only drank a small half and then forcefully pushed it away.
Chaoge no longer forced them and planned to let them drink more early tomorrow morning.
"Brother Daqiang, Hehua, why are you here?"
Just as they were about to let the Leng siblings rest, Zhou Hehua and Zhou Daqiang came running over with a quilt in their arms.
"Furong, my father asked me to come and accompany you. My brother will watch over you so that you can sleep well.
When you rest tomorrow night, you can stay near our house, so that what happened tonight won’t happen again.”
Zhou Hehua hugged a thin quilt and sat down next to Leng Furong.
As he spoke, he draped his quilt over Leng Furong, Chaoge and Leng Xiaoran.
"You can use this quilt, second brother of the Leng family. I will keep watch for you, so you can sleep peacefully!"
The good thing about being too enthusiastic is that it can always warm people's hearts in such times of crisis.
“Brother Daqiang, if you do this, you won’t be able to rest.
You should go to sleep. We don't have any valuables to guard anyway. I'll just hold my brothers and sisters tighter to prevent the beggars from taking them away again."
If you don't get enough rest, you won't have the energy to travel tomorrow."
“That’s fine, I have very sharp ears and can wake up immediately if there is any movement.
I will take your second and third brothers with me. We can share one quilt for the three of us, and you three can share one bed. It will be much warmer."
Chaoge nodded and didn't refuse.
I wanted to take a rest, but suddenly I remembered something, and hurriedly stood up and looked at Zhou Daqiang: "Oh, I was in a panic just now and forgot, did you grab the horse?
The horse is already dead, and there is a lot of horse meat to be shared. There are so many people in your village who can help. If we can get the horse, we can share some of the meat with everyone.
Everyone is having a hard time fleeing from the famine, so the horse meat can help replenish their energy, so their hard work tonight won’t be in vain.”
"Oh, don't say anything. There weren't many people from our village who went there. The horse was snatched away by other refugees. My father almost had a fight with them to get the horse meat, but they were eventually snatched away by their superior numbers.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
