The foal's colors are extremely bright, red like fire and blue like the sea. In this somewhat dim camp environment, it is like two bright little stars, emitting charming light.
Its lines are woven very finely, and every detail is handled just right. It is obvious that a lot of thought has been put into it.
Mingyang and Minglan were so happy holding the pony, with happy smiles on their faces. They would hold the pony up from time to time to show it to other children, which made the other children even more envious.
Yao Qingshuang saw all of this. She knew in her heart that these children had suffered a lot on the road to escape famine, and they didn't have anything rare on a daily basis. Now that they saw Mingyang and the others had such beautiful gifts, they were naturally envious.
Yao Qingshuang said gently with a kind smile on her face, "Children, don't just look at Mingyang and Minglan's foals with envy. When it's your birthday, grandma will give you a gift too, okay?"
Her voice was soft and kind, like the warm breeze in the camp at night, gently blowing through the children's hearts.
When the other children heard this, their eyes lit up and their originally disappointed faces instantly broke into bright smiles.
They gathered around Yao Qingshuang excitedly, talking at once:
"Wow, grandma is so nice!"
"Grandma, I also want a gift as beautiful as the pony!"
"Grandma, my birthday is next month. Will there really be a gift then?" Su Mingfan asked expectantly, blinking his big eyes.
Seeing the children's expectant expressions, Yao Qingshuang also smiled. She reached out her hand, gently touched the children's heads, and said, "Grandma is a man of her word. When the time comes, I will definitely prepare gifts for you. So, you all have to be good, eat well, and travel well, okay?"
"I know, Grandma/Grandma!" the children answered in unison. The clear voice echoed in the camp, dispelling some of the gloom on the road of fleeing famine and making the night warmer.
Under the envious gazes of the crowd, the twins Mingyang and Minglan were like two clever little kids who had just gotten a treasure, with extremely happy smiles on their faces.
They carefully held their respective bowls of steaming longevity noodles, with wisps of hot steam still rising from the noodles. The mist blurred their little faces, but added a bit of warmth to the atmosphere.
The two children couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks and enjoy the longevity noodles specially prepared for their birthdays.
Su Mingyang first picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks. The noodles were long and thin, and under the dim light, they were shining slightly, like golden silk threads.
He put the noodles into his mouth, took a sip, his eyes immediately lit up, an intoxicated expression appeared on his face, and then he started to eat them in big mouthfuls, "slurping", and he was eating with relish.
Minglan on the side was not to be outdone. She imitated her brother, picked up the noodles and stuffed them into her mouth, her cheeks bulging like a greedy little squirrel.
Although the taste of the noodles is not as delicate as the ones we eat at home, it is extremely precious to have a bowl of noodles specially made for our birthday while we are fleeing from famine.
While eating, the two children raised their heads from time to time to look at the noodles in each other's bowls, and then looked at the envious eyes of their friends around them. They felt so proud and satisfied in their hearts.
They felt that the taste of this bowl of longevity noodles at this moment was simply the best taste they had ever had in their lives.
Even if they have the chance to eat those legendary delicacies in the future, such as abalone, sea cucumber, bear paw and deer tendon, in their hearts, they will never compare to this bowl of longevity noodles filled with grandma's love and everyone's blessings.
This noodle contains the warmth of home and a rare sweetness on this difficult journey of fleeing famine, so it is particularly precious and makes them have endless aftertastes.
After a busy day, people on the road fleeing famine are all exhausted and ready to fall asleep.
Su Wencheng looked at the twins Mingyang and Minglan who had finished washing and were getting ready for bed, and a feeling of guilt welled up in his heart.
He rummaged through his tattered bag. After groping at the bottom for a long time, he finally found two copper coins.
He found two thin red ropes and carefully tied the copper coins together.
He stood up and walked over to the two children. With a gentle smile on his face, he said softly, "Mingyang, Minglan, come here. Daddy has birthday presents for you."
When the twins heard this, their eyes lit up immediately. They raised their heads and looked curiously at the copper coin tied with a red rope in their father's hand.
Su Wencheng squatted down and hung the red ropes tied with the copper coins around the necks of the two children. As he hung them, he said lovingly, "This is your birthday gift from Daddy. It's not something expensive, but Daddy hopes that everything will go smoothly for you and that you will be safe and sound in the future!"
Mingyang and Minglan held the copper coins tightly around their necks, feeling the coolness of the coins and the deep love in their father's words. Their faces blossomed with brilliant smiles. They said in unison, "Thank you, Daddy! You're so kind!"
Then, the two children climbed onto the bed happily with this joy.
They lay in simple bedding, and from time to time they touched the copper coins around their necks, as if they were the most precious treasures in the world.
Perhaps because they had been so happy and contented that day, the two children fell asleep quickly in the quiet night.
In the dream, they returned to the moment of eating longevity noodles. The bowl of steaming noodles exuded an enticing aroma. They ate it in big mouthfuls, their mouths full of the deliciousness of the noodles.
The taste is still so clear and memorable in the dream, as if this beautiful day is firmly locked in the taste of this bowl of noodles, becoming an inestimable memory in their hearts.
The next day, when the time came, the people in Sujia Village opened their eyes automatically as if they were awakened by an invisible alarm clock, and quickly got up from their simple beds or haystacks.
They began to pack their few bags in an orderly manner, preparing to continue the long journey.
In this way, after traveling on the road for many days, the team from Sujia Village was getting closer and closer to Jiuyuan County.
On the distant horizon, everyone could vaguely see the outline of the tall and slightly weathered city gate of Jiuyuan County.
At this moment, a burst of urgent and panicked shouts suddenly came over, "Help, help!"
The voice was full of fear and helplessness, and it was particularly harsh on the empty road.
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