"Mom, you eat." There was no reluctance in his eyes, but only attachment to his mother.

Such a cute little bun made Gu Lan almost burst into tears when he saw it, and his heart felt so soft.

"Good boy, Mom... Mom is not hungry, you can eat." The memory of this deity allowed Gu Lan to quickly integrate into this new identity.

It seems that he saw that his mother really didn't eat, and that the little bun was really hungry, so he slowly ground the little black pancake in his hand with his teeth.

He hasn't eaten for nearly a day. Now that his mother has woken up, Little Baozi's stomach has been beating a little drum and he can't bear it anymore.

Smiling at the child, Gu Lan slowly adjusted his sitting posture again. He felt much more comfortable before moving still.

She could feel that this body was always on fire. If she couldn't find a way to reduce the fever, she might also end up playing with it.

When Little Baozi wasn't paying attention, a fever-reducing medicine appeared in Gu Lan's hand, and she stuffed it into her mouth.

It was swallowed hard into her throat. It was impossible to drink water in this situation, although she did have it.

The medicine is really bitter, and it goes from the mouth to the abdominal cavity. Gulan really doesn't want to try this taste again.

The little bun had been grinding the black pancake with his teeth for a long time, and finally half of it was gone. The remaining little bun was reluctant to eat, and he carefully hid it in the hollow of his heart.

This scene was all seen by Gu Lan, and it was heartbreaking for such a young child to be so sensible.

Enduring the soreness in his body, Gulan hugged the little bun to his body and said, "Lean on your mother's body. If you feel sleepy, go to sleep."

Little Baozi nodded and leaned against his mother obediently, feeling his mother's breathing movements and body temperature. Maybe he was really tired, or maybe his mother was awake. Little Baozi felt relieved. After a while, Little Baozi passed away.

Fell asleep.

Gu Lan gently patted the little bun's body, enjoying the joy of experiencing the feeling of being a mother for the first time. To be honest, it was really not bad.

Perhaps the special medicine he had taken had an effect. Gu Lan felt that he was slowly gaining some strength and started to sweat.

It's good to be able to sweat, which means the medicine has taken effect. Thanks to her liking to save things in the past, otherwise even if she had a chance to live, she would probably waste it.

While Little Baozi was sleeping, she had to get some water out, otherwise even if her fever subsided, the two of them would die of thirst if not starvation.

Gu Lan didn't realize at all that she had completely integrated into this role, and completely regarded herself as Xiaobaozi's mother, without any sense of disobedience.

Using all her strength and sweating all over, she carefully moved the little bun to the withered grass under her body, and found a shabby package next to it. Gu Lan knew that it was her and the little bun's luggage.

He pulled out a shabby men's shirt and covered the child, and then Gu Lan began to observe the surroundings.

This is a very dilapidated temple. As she has seen before, it is full of potholes. It can be said that it is exposed everywhere and no place is good.

Gulan looked around and couldn't find anything useful. He was a refugee and he didn't have much on him, so why would he be willing to leave it behind?

Gulan had given up and was about to retract his gaze when he suddenly found something similar to a pot exposed from a pile of dead grass not far away from them. The size of the dead grass should not be large.

You can tell what it is just by looking at it. Gulan stood up slowly while holding on to the wall. Even though he was already very slow, his eyesight still went black for a moment. It took him a while to recover.

How weak is this body? If this body is not well nourished, how can it protect the little bun and grow up?

Gulan sighed while holding on to the wall as he slowly walked towards the pile of withered grass. It was a short walk and it took all Gulan's strength, but he finally arrived.

When I pushed aside the withered grass, Nanyue was surprised to find that it was really a small clay pot. Although it had a small opening, it was still usable.

Gu Lan happily picked it up and looked at it carefully. It must have been accidentally forgotten and it was quite clean inside.

Finally, she found a container. God, she was not too thin, otherwise Gulan would have been so impulsive at this moment that she would have wanted to die.

Looking at the broken clay pot in his hand, Gu Lan couldn't help but smile. He never thought that one day he would be happy because of a broken clay pot.

The precious one took the small clay pot and, with a lot of effort, slowly moved back to the little bun, his body involuntarily letting out a soft gasp.

After adjusting to a more comfortable sitting position, Gulan was completely exhausted and sweat was dripping down like rain. Gulan once again saw the weakness of this body.

However, Gulan feels much more comfortable and relaxed than before. This is because the medicine he took is taking effect.

Looking at the sleeping little bun, Gu Lan thought what should be done at this time? Otherwise, it would be too late to make preparations when the little bun woke up.

Thinking of the reason why he was in this ruined temple, Gulan sighed. He realized that he had sighed more than he had in the past few decades since he came to this strange world.

It was obvious that this was not any dynasty she knew, just a small world among thousands of worlds as Xu Ying said.

But this world is obviously not peaceful. War and chaos occur from time to time because of the selfish desires of the superiors. The life of the common people is very difficult, and there is also a severe drought that has not happened in years.

I am located in Lin'an County, a county in the winter to the Jin State, which is also one of the places most severely affected by drought.

Not a drop of water has fallen since last year. All the rivers and rivers have dried up. There is no other way. In order to survive, the people have no choice but to leave their hometowns and run for their lives.

There is only a dead end if you stay here, but maybe you can still have a try if you go out.

My family also embarked on a journey of escape in order to survive, but I fell ill on the way and was eventually abandoned by Ji's family along with my children.

As the saying goes, a good tiger does not eat its seeds even though it is poisonous. This season, Gu Lan only wants to... haha.

Thinking of this, I want to sigh again... It seems that she has a lot to prepare for this terrible world.

First of all, the most important thing is water. Now that she has this small clay pot, she doesn't have to worry about the container. Thinking about it, her luck is pretty good, and Gu Lan finally feels a little relieved in her heart.

The next step is to eat. You can't last long without water or food.

She really wasn't worried when she thought about food. She had enough food for mother and son to last a lifetime.

Gu Lan touched her heart, and she felt her peaceful space since she woke up. Even after experiencing such an unbelievable event, the connection between them did not weaken at all.

The space was obtained accidentally during an operation against smuggling of cultural relics after her divorce.

She almost died during that operation. The gangster stabbed her in the chest with a knife. It may be that the blood from the gangster when he drew the knife splashed on the cultural relics, allowing her to accidentally obtain this dimension.

It has always been considered a miracle that she recovered from such serious injuries during this operation.
Chapter completed!