Chapter 33 Mother Found Food
Just as Wan Xingyang and Xinghui were feeling anxious, a figure suddenly limped in, followed closely by another figure.
Wan Xingyang recognized it as Sun at a glance.
"mother?"
Sun was holding a few steamed breads in her hand, and Zhou Qiang, who looked very satisfied, followed closely behind her.
In the embers of the fire, Sun saw her two sons looking at her pitifully. Their little faces looked dry in the firelight, and only a trace of fear and helplessness remained in their big eyes.
Her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and the pain was even worse than when she was just teased.
Zhou Qiang pinched Sun's butt hard. Sun was startled but didn't dare to say anything. Her steps were extremely awkward and it was obvious that her legs were very weak.
There were six or seven steamed buns in Sun's arms. It seemed that she served Zhou Qiang very well, otherwise Zhou Qiang would not be so generous.
"Yang'er, Hui'er, look, mother has found something to eat." Sun endured the discomfort of her body, returned to her son, and slowly squatted down.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Where have you been? My brother and I are so scared." Wan Xingyang is already nine years old. He has a vague understanding of some things and looked at Sun with a worried look on his face.
Sun was so moved by her son's caring words that her eyes became moist. Big tears fell silently and dripped onto the steamed bun in her arms.
"It's okay, mom. I'm going to find something to eat. Look, there are so many steamed breads. Yang'er and Hui'er can have their fill."
Sun quickly handed the steamed bread in her arms to her two sons and picked up one to start eating.
Wan Xingyang and Wan Xinghui took the steamed bread and began to gobble it up like whirlwind.
When they were first exiled, they were very resistant to such rough food, but now, this rough food seemed like delicacies to them.
Sun had tears in her eyes but a smile on her lips. She gently helped her two sons calm down and comforted them, "Don't worry, eat slowly. Mother still has some."
The mother and her two children were all worried that Wan Jinhan would find out, as he would snatch food from his wife and children.
Sun saved the two steamed buns and stuffed them into her arms as if they were treasures. She only ate one herself and left the other two for her son.
"Go to sleep. We will be out of this forest tomorrow."
Wan Xingyang and Wan Xinghui clung to Sun, one arm around her waist. Smelling the unique scent of their mother, the two children fell asleep soon.
Not far away is the family of Wan Jinhan from the third branch.
Wan Jinhan's wife, Qiu, was holding her daughter Wan Yiqun, who was dying of hunger, and crying silently.
She was so hungry that she had no strength to even stand up. Their dinner was taken away by Wan Jinhan. She was slapped by Wan Jinhan and her daughter was pushed to the ground and hit her head.
Qiu looked at the man snoring at her feet, and a strong hatred surged in her heart.
Ever since she gave birth to two daughters, Wan Jinhan had been beating and scolding her, and also blamed her for not being able to give birth to a son. If the old general had not stipulated that concubines were not allowed when he was alive, who knows how many concubines would have been brought into the general's mansion by now.
"Mom - Qin'er is so hungry -" Wan Yiqin's weak murmurs were like sharp thorns that pierced into Qiu's heart and interrupted her memories.
She looked at her daughter's pale face and the shocking bloody wound on her head, and her hatred for Wan Jinhan was so intense that it almost swallowed him up.
She felt that if things continued like this, she and her daughter would surely die, so why not drag this evil beast down to hell with her?
Qiu carefully placed Wan Yiqin gently on the ground, gently touched her daughter's face, and then stood up with the support of the stone wall.
She picked up a stone on the ground that was twice as big as an adult's fist, and slowly walked towards Wan Jinhan with light steps.
Qiu's eyes were bloodshot and there was a ferocious sneer on her face, like an evil ghost from the underworld, making people feel cold all over.
She walked to Wan Jinhan's head and squatted gently, looking at Wan Jinhan's drooling face. The stone in her hand was like a thousand-pound hammer. She raised it high and then dropped it hard, hitting Wan Jinhan's head directly.
A dull sound was heard in the cave, like a stone thrown into water, but it did not cause any ripples.
Wan Jinhan didn't even have time to scream before he was knocked unconscious by the stone.
Qiu did not stop her actions. She hit him again and again, for more than ten times, until Wan Jinhan was completely out of breath and his head turned into a bloody mess. Then she collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.
The stone in her hand rolled down, and she suddenly covered her face and cried softly, as if she wanted to pour out all the grief and anger in her heart.
Wan Xingmo had a clear view of everything in the cave, but his expression was indifferent. He just took a glance and turned his head away without making any attempt to stop it.
In Wan Xingmo's eyes, Wan Jinzhe and Wan Jinhan both deserved to die. On weekdays in the capital, they relied on the reputation of the general's mansion to do evil things outside, and every time the old general had to come forward to clean up the mess.
He was even more arrogant in the General's Mansion, often using Liu to bully others and act tyrannically in the mansion.
Wan Xingmo hated these two parasites to the core and wished he could get rid of them himself to avoid bringing shame to the General's Mansion.
The night was as cool as water, and in the middle of the night the gloomy sky finally began to raindrops as big as beans.
The raindrops hit the fallen leaves in the woods, making a rustling sound, like crying and complaining, but it did not wake up the people who were sleeping in the cave.
As the saying goes, one autumn rain brings one cold day, ten autumn rains require you to wear cotton.
The fire in the cave was unattended and gradually went out, and the temperature gradually dropped.
People who are sleeping soundly can't help but curl up into a ball like a frightened hedgehog, trying to find the heat source and actively approaching it. In the end, everyone huddles together to keep each other warm.
Only Old Lady Wan's family brought bedding with them when they were exiled, so at this moment, the impact on them was minimal.
The rain continued to fall for an hour before it finally stopped. The forest was completely quiet and silent.
However, in this seemingly peaceful night, danger is approaching quietly like a ghost.
Wan Laoer turned over, his body suddenly stiffened, and then he woke up suddenly.
He suddenly sat up from the quilt and looked anxiously at the fire not far away. He saw that the fire was still flickering with a faint light, and near the inside, Wan Xingmo was sitting cross-legged like a sculpture.
"Mr. Mo, did I oversleep?" Wan Laoer hurriedly got up and tiptoed to Wan Xingmo's side.
Wan Xingmo opened his eyes slightly, and his clear eyes were like bright stars, which made people brighten.
"Uncle Wan Er, if you are sleepy, just go to sleep peacefully. It won't affect me if I practice while sitting."
Wan Xingmo's voice was light and no emotion could be heard, but how could Wan Laoer be willing? In his opinion, people can only have the energy to do things if they have a good rest.
"No, we agreed that you would be on duty for the first half of the night and I would be on duty for the second half. It's pitch black in this cave and you can't tell the time at all. You should go to sleep quickly and don't hurt yourself."
Wan Laoer insisted that Wan Xingmo go to rest, while he guarded one side of the cave entrance.
In order to prevent wild animals from appearing, he also lit a fire on their side, facing the cave entrance.
He knew that he did not have the same superb martial arts as Wan Xingmo, so he could only take more defensive measures to deal with possible accidents.
Wan Xingmo leaned against the stone wall, slowly closed his eyes, and gradually, his breathing became steady.
Wan Laoer looked at the blazing fire and finally felt a sense of security in his heart.
He suddenly felt the urge to urinate, so he thought about going out to relieve himself. He glanced at the entrance to the cave and saw many people lying on the ground, so he walked to the other end of the cave.
After walking a few steps, he stopped to relieve himself.
With a "pop" sound, a crisp sound suddenly rang out in the silent cave. In Wan Laoer's ears, the sound was like thunder. At the same time, little Fubao, who was sleeping soundly, began to twist his body uneasily.
Wan Ersao became alert and quickly hugged little Fubao tightly in her arms, thinking that she was going to the toilet. However, little Fubao just turned down the corner of his mouth and started to cry.
The difference from the last time was that little Fubao's cry was suppressed and he didn't cry loudly. His body was also shaking constantly, as if he was trembling with fear of something.
Wan Xingmo had just closed his eyes when he was startled by Xiao Fubao's unusual movement.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the little girl in Wan Ersao's arms struggling violently, almost breaking free from Wan Ersao's arms.
He thought about it and stepped forward immediately.
"Auntie, let me try. Is the little sister scared?" Wan Ersao hurriedly handed Xiao Fubao to Wan Xingmo. Last time, it was also when Wan Xingmo held Xiao Fubao that the little girl stopped crying.
Wan Xingmo took little Fubao over, only to see that she was already wearing the small pants that Wan Ersao had made for her. Her two little legs were kicking hard in Wan Xingmo's arms, her eyes were tightly closed and never opened, and her little body was shaking constantly.
Wan Xingmo had the experience from last time, and immediately looked in the direction where Wan Laoer was keeping watch, but found that there was no one there.
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