Chapter 60 There is meat to eat
Only Wan Xingmo and Wan Xingchen heard the sound outside the yard.
Wan Xingchen's heart skipped a beat and he immediately looked at his elder brother Wan Xingmo.
"Brother, there is movement outside the door."
Wan Xingchen's words immediately made everyone stop what they were doing and stand up in horror. If another wave of wolves came outside at this time, they would probably really be doomed.
Wan Xingmo frowned, stood up with his sword in hand, and went to the main room.
A large fire had been lit in the main room at this time, and it was burning brightly enough to illuminate the entire room.
Wan Xingmo put his hand on the bolt, with a serious look in his eyes. If another wave of wolves came, he was not sure he could come back alive.
His eyes unconsciously looked towards the east wing, where little Fubao was sleeping soundly. There was no sign or warning at all, and Wan Xingmo felt relieved.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door which had not yet been opened.
"Mother, are you in there?"
"The boss is back." Wan Ersao ran over from behind Wan Xingmo in surprise.
Wan Xingmo's hand on the door bolt was obviously not as stiff as before, and his tense body also softened.
He quickly pulled open the bolt and saw Wan Laoer's anxious face. It was so cold outside, but Wan Xingmo actually saw sweat on Wan Laoer's forehead.
"Mr. Mo, wife, you are both here, that's great, I was almost worried to death about you." Wan Lao Er was so excited that he ignored his usual distant and respectful attitude towards Wan Xingmo and slapped Wan Xingmo on the shoulder.
Wan Ersao quickly pulled away Wan Laoer's claws.
"Mr. Mo is injured. Don't mess around. Come in quickly. Where are the others? Are you the only one coming here?"
Wan Ersao looked at Wan Laoer half reprimandingly and half worriedly.
At this moment, a surprised shout was heard outside the door.
"So many dead wolves?!"
When Wan Ersao heard that it was Wan Laosi's voice, she couldn't help but feel relieved. It seemed that they all came back together.
Wan Laoer nervously withdrew his hand and quickly helped Wan Xingmo into the west wing.
When the children saw that the adults had returned and the danger was over, they ran outside excitedly, wanting to see the snow wolves that had frightened them.
Wan Ersao followed Wan Xingmo into the west wing, but the medicine in her hand had not been taken up yet.
At this time, there were wolf corpses lying scattered on the snow outside the door, their bodies had long been frozen stiff.
The snow on the ground was trampled into a mess, and there were bloodstains everywhere. It was obvious what a brutal battle had taken place here!
Li Zuo, along with several yamen runners and the men from the Wan family, carried all the wolves into the house.
The room was a little crowded for a while. Everyone went to check on Wan Jinshu and Wan Xingmo's injuries. For the first time, Li Zuo asked with concern, "Are they okay?"
Wan Ersao quickly replied: "The medicine should be able to stop the bleeding, but Brother Wan broke an arm, and the wound is quite serious. Whether he can survive depends on his luck. I only have some common medicinal herbs, so..."
Li Zuo knew that this time everyone was able to survive thanks to Wan Xingmo and his son, and the road ahead was becoming more and more difficult. They still had to rely on this father and son in many ways, so he couldn't just ignore it now. If he could help, he would do so.
"Try to treat it. We are in the middle of nowhere and there is no way to find a doctor. Please help stop the bleeding first."
After this incident, Li Zuo's attitude became more easy-going. In the face of life and death, everything is nonsense. Strength is the key.
This time, Li Zuo finally saw through Wan Xingmo's strength.
After all, the wolves outside the pass are notoriously ferocious. He just roughly counted them outside and found that this father and son had killed fifteen or sixteen wolves. This is unheard of in the entire northwest.
Therefore, Li Zuo became even more dependent on Wan Xingmo and his son. It would have taken more than ten days to reach the place of exile, but because of the heavy snow, the group's journey was delayed.
It is not known when we can set off, and even if it is a sunny day tomorrow, Li Zuo has no plans to set off.
There was white snow everywhere outside. People could easily go blind if they walked in the snow for a long time. For safety reasons, he decided to stay in this deserted village for a while. Now that they had so much wolf meat, water and dry firewood, they could live here for ten days or so without any problem. As for whether the snow would melt later, it depended on luck.
"Everyone, please help deal with these wolves. We may not be able to leave for the time being. We will stay here for a few days to see how things go. When it gets light, we will search the village again to see if there are any other things in the village that can be used. We will try to make use of them."
After thinking about it, Li Zuo announced it in the house.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the good news. Not to mention what the weather was like outside, it would take a lot of effort to take care of the two wounded soldiers. They couldn't just leave Wan Jinshu here alone, right?
After hearing what Li Zuo said, everyone immediately started to work consciously. The main labor force was the Wan family's sons. The eldest, second, third and fourth sons of the Wan family already had experience in skinning, so they were very adept at it this time.
With the help of several officers, all the wolf meat was processed before dawn.
And there is no need to worry about them going bad, just throw them in the snow outside and they will freeze hard. It is very convenient to just take one out when you want to eat it.
Old Mrs. Wan took the initiative to donate the corn in her home. Before leaving the country, she asked Old Man Wan to go to the last county town to buy 100 kilograms of corn.
Old Mrs. Wan knew that the harvest outside the Great Wall was poor, and was afraid that the price of grain would be high. With so many people in her family, they would need to eat a lot of food every day, so she asked Old Second Wan to buy more at one time.
It took quite a long distance to carry it all the way, with each of the sons getting some.
Now it still weighs about 80 or 90 kilograms. Old Mrs. Wan only allows the family to cook three handfuls of corn every day. You can imagine that the porridge is so thin that it can be used as a mirror.
But even so, the quality of life of Old Lady Wan's family is much better than that of their peers. Old Lady Wan is very capable and always gives a bowl of hot porridge to the officers and soldiers.
The officers and soldiers turned a blind eye and allowed Old Lady Wan and her family to walk here with the food.
Now everyone is trapped here, and everyone here is considered by Old Lady Wan to be her own family, so she doesn't hide anything anymore.
As soon as the sun rose, Old Mrs. Wan asked Sister-in-law Wan San to cook a big pot of minced meat and corn porridge for them to drink.
Put more meat and less rice. The rice is their own, but the meat belongs to everyone.
Old Mrs. Wan knew very well that if the weather was good, they might have to set off soon, and the saved rice would still be their family's food rations.
Mrs. Wan San followed Grandma Wan's instructions and cooked a big pot of minced meat porridge. The aroma was so fragrant that the greedy little Fubao slowly moved towards the kitchen with his short legs.
Wan Wen followed closely, fearing that the little pink ball would fall to the ground.
Little Fubao was wearing a light red cotton hat made for her by Wan Ersao, which made her whole face look snow-white. With her big black eyes, she looked so cute and tender that people couldn't help but want to hug her and give her a big kiss.
Little Fubao clung to the door frame of the west wing and called out "Ah-ah-ah" twice towards Mrs. Wan San, as a greeting to her.
She didn't know how to call her Aunt San yet, so she could only use her unique way of greeting to attract Mrs. Wan San's attention.
Mrs. Wan San was adding firewood to the stove. When she heard what was said, she quickly turned her head and looked back, and saw little Fubao staring at the big iron pot that was emitting white steam.
"Rou Rou - Rou Rou -" Little Fubao called out twice in a baby voice, with anticipation on his little face, and his tender white little fingers pointing in the direction of the big iron pot.
Mrs. Wan San wanted to pick up little Fubao, but when she saw that she was covered in dust, she gave up the idea.
Wan Sansao squatted in front of Xiao Fubao and imitated Xiao Fubao's voice and said, "Fubao, would you like to eat some meat later?"
"Fubao--seven--meat--good--"
Little Fubao clapped his hands happily, his eyes turned into crescents, and saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.
Mrs. Wan San was so fascinated by the look of little Fubao that she rubbed her little hat with her hand, then stood up and went to work in front of the stove.
Xiao Fubao glanced around the west wing again. Because she was short, she couldn't see the person on the kang, but she could see Wan Xingmo lying on the edge of the kang with his eyes closed.
Little Fubao then slowly moved towards Wan Xingmo with his short legs.
One of Wan Xingmo's arms was drooping on the edge of the kang, and one of his slender hands was hanging down. He had fallen asleep due to serious injuries.
After some effort, Xiao Fubao finally walked to Wan Xingmo's side, stretched out a white and tender little hand to hold one of Wan Xingmo's fingers, gently pulled it, and shouted in a baby voice: "Guo Guo - big Guo Guo -"
Wan Wen quickly squatted down and picked up little Fubao, and pried little Fubao's hands off Wan Xingmo's fingers one by one.
"Be good, little sister. Big brother is resting now. Let's not disturb him, okay?"
Xiao Fubao pointed at Wan Xingmo and said, "Big pot - big pot -"
Wan Wen looked up and saw Wan Xingmo looking at Xiao Fubao with a pair of watery eyes, with a faint smile on his face.
"Wan Wen, it's okay. Bring little Fubao up and let her sit on the kang. It's cold down there."
Xiao Fubao was put on the kang by Wan Wen, and only then did he see that Wan Xingmo was injured.
"Big Pot—Huff—Fubao—Huff—" Little Fubao saw the hideous bloody wounds on Wan Xingmo's back. With tears in his eyes, he lay on Wan Xingmo's back, pouting his little mouth and blowing air at Wan Xingmo's wounds.
Wan Wen was watching in a state of confusion, because little Fubao didn't know how to blow air, and all that came out was saliva, which sprayed all over Wan Xingmo's back.
Little Fubao felt that she had not done her best, so she climbed up from the kang with her little butt sticking out to switch to the other side and continue blowing. Her short legs could not even reach across Wan Xingmo's body.
The little fellow climbed directly over Wan Xingmo's neck, intending to continue blowing on the other side, but he used too much force and fell headfirst off the kang.
"younger sister!"
Wan Wen was horrified. Xiao Fubao's movement was too sudden and he was distracted for a moment, and ended up falling headfirst.
If he fell to the ground, little Fubao's head would definitely be hit and a bloody hole would be formed.
The ground is all uneven and has been compacted by people for many years.
Mrs. Wan was so frightened that she rushed over without even dropping the spoon in her hand.
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