Little Muying had just lost her mother and cried sadly again. After a while, she lay down on the carriage and fell asleep. Mother Zhang covered Muying with a piece of clothing.
The carriage continued to move forward, and it was not until the afternoon that Mu Ying woke up. At this time, Zhang Ximeng held a quarter of a pancake and brought it to his mouth.
"You're hungry, eat something!"
Mu Ying did not dare to answer, but raised her head and looked anxiously at Zhang Ximeng and Zhang's mother next to her.
Mother Zhang's eyes turned red when she looked at them. How had their family ever been so embarrassed?
"Don't be afraid, this is yours, we all have it, we all have it!"
That's right, this is the last pancake in the car, which is divided into four equal portions, one for each person.
"Since we are together, we are a family. Even if we have a grain of rice, we should cook it into porridge and share it with each other. This is the rule of our family!"
Dad's words came from outside the car.
"Thank you, my benefactor."
The little guy trembled and took it, looking at it stupidly, as if it was such a treasure that he couldn't bear to put his mouth down. But it was so fragrant that it made his mouth water.
Suddenly, the little guy bit down hard and chewed big mouthfuls, with a happy smile on his little face...
The carriage was still moving forward, and Father Zhang encouraged them from time to time. There was nothing to be afraid of. He had studied for so many years and could write and do calculations. He was also proficient in medical skills and even understood photography. As long as he had a place to stay, he could even set up a stall.
You can still live by writing letters, measuring characters, and telling fortunes.
As long as this scholar doesn't have dignity, there is no reason why he can't survive!
Dad’s words made the lady in the carriage both funny and want to cry. These words actually came from her husband’s mouth? Don’t you often recite Prime Minister Wen’s righteous song? Don’t you often say that you won’t bend your waist for five buckets of rice?
Where has your pride gone?
I want to laugh, but feel sad at the same time.
Father Zhang seemed to have guessed it.
"Madam, are you going to laugh at me? Let me tell you, I haven't changed. We are going to Haozhou, not the world of Yuan Ting. If, if the leader of the Red Scarf Army is really a talented man, I, I will assist him.
He might even be able to achieve the success of Han Gaozu and Xiao He!"
Madam really laughed out loud, she is so shameless, don't think about good things, just be safe.
Zhang Ximeng didn't dare to laugh, but he discovered some of his father's strengths. He enjoyed hardships and was at least not pedantic. It seems that Lao Zhu didn't have many civil servants. As long as he arrived in Haozhou safely, he would still have a chance in the future.
The carriage was getting closer and closer to Haozhou, and Zhang Ximeng's thoughts became more and more vivid.
But at this moment, a group of Yuan soldiers suddenly appeared not far away. They escorted the looted property and food back to the camp.
There were actually bloody human heads tied to the manes of some people, some old and some young, some men and some women, as if they had made meritorious deeds and returned home in triumph. However, only they themselves knew whether they had killed good people and taken credit for their crimes.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhang was immediately shaken to his core. He quickly turned the carriage around and fled from these evil spirits.
But just when Mr. Zhang was about to escape, the Yuan soldiers seemed to have discovered them, and they separated into two cavalry and chased towards the carriage. The two Yuan soldiers raised their weapons high and made strange screams, as if they were watching.
The beast has arrived at its prey.
"not good!"
The father hurriedly drove away and fled. Zhang Ximeng and his mother in the car were also frightened.
What to do?
At this moment, Father Zhang's scalp was numb and his hair stood on end. Looking back, Yuan Bing was getting closer and closer. How could his broken carriage outrun others?
Is their family about to die?
Father Zhang was anxious and found a ditch on the side of the road. There were several willow trees and a clump of dead grass beside the ditch.
There is a way!
Father Zhang stopped the carriage, turned around and reached out, grabbing Zhang Ximeng's arm, "Get out of the car quickly!" My mother helped Zhang Ximeng get out of the carriage. As for Mu Ying, the little guy was very flexible and followed him down.
He closed his lips tightly and moved his little eyes wildly. Yuan Bing was getting closer and closer.
"Take them and hide inside quickly."
Zhang's mother was stunned, "Master, where are you?"
"Don't worry about me!"
Father Zhang only said this, then he jumped on the carriage again and waved his whip desperately, causing the old horse to run wildly in pain. Yuan soldiers saw the carriage and chased after it.
Zhang's mother was startled at first, why didn't she understand that her husband was protecting them with his life!
After being married for twenty years, her husband was her heaven and everything to her. But now her husband is willing to risk his life for her and their son.
Zhang's mother wished she could die with her husband in the past, but her son was still by her side. She tore a section of her liver and intestines into two pieces.
At this moment, Zhang Ximeng's face was pale, and his eyes were burning with anger. He knew that the Yuan soldiers were cruel, but when the butcher's knife fell on his family's head, the anger was really indescribable. However, it was difficult for him to even walk at this time, and he fell down with a gust of wind.
, so what?
Mother pulled Zhang Ximeng and ran into the bushes. She looked to both sides and saw that there were some dead grass and leaves that could cover her body... She didn't care about anything and grabbed it with her hands. Blood flowed from her white fingers. She seemed not to know the pain.
Like, cover Zhang Ximeng and Mu Ying.
When Zhang's mother was trying to find a hiding place for herself, suddenly the sound of horse hoofbeats came closer from far away, and Zhang's mother was startled again.
Damn it, my husband didn’t lure those beasts too far, they are back again!
How can three people be hidden among so many trees?
My husband is already dead, is it not possible to let him die in vain?
"Son, mother can't take care of you anymore, you have to live well!" Zhang's mother stared at her son, as if she wanted to carve his image into her heart, and then rushed out of the grove with tears and ran resolutely in the other direction.
go out.
Zhang Ximeng was stunned. Anyone who came from the peaceful era would have ever thought that a group of officers and soldiers would dare to openly massacre people? His parents died one after another in order to save him.
What kind of world is this? Zhang Ximeng felt like he was going to explode. He was angry and sad. He didn't want the parents he had just gained to lose like this.
"Mom, come back!"
Zhang Ximeng wanted to stand up and stop his mother. Even if they died, they would die together. But he was too weak. He was only halfway up when his vision went dark and he fell down.
In the daze, Zhang Ximeng heard the screams, his mother was dead... In grief and anger, Zhang Ximeng was completely unconscious. Mu Ying, who was curled up next to him, suddenly moved. He quickly covered Zhang Ximeng's face with dead branches and leaves, and then
Motionless, huddled next to Zhang Ximeng, his movements were so skillful that it made people feel distressed.
…
In the cold night, Zhang Ximeng woke up slowly, and he was still alive! I don't know if Yuan Bing had been deceived, or if he was too lazy to search, but he escaped.
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to get up from the ground little by little. He finally stood up, but his body was still too weak and he was about to fall down again.
At this time, a little guy hugged him, it was Mu Ying!
"Thank you very much."
Zhang Ximeng and Mu Ying slowly came out, checked the direction, and then Zhang Ximeng walked down. Not far away, a woman's body was lying on the road.
It’s Mrs. Zhang!
Zhang Ximeng's body shook and tears welled up. After a while, he turned and walked south again. The distance was three times farther, and his father's body was also there!
Zhang Ximeng couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.
Zhang Ximeng really wanted to bury the couple together... but he didn't even have the strength to drag the body, let alone dig a hole and bury it. Zhang Ximeng was so filled with hatred that if he had the chance, he would kill Yuan Ting a hundred times!
Helpless, Zhang Ximeng and Mu Ying could only cover the bodies of their parents with branches, stones, clods and other debris. Zhang Ximeng kowtowed solemnly in front of them.
After all this work, it was already dawn.
Getting up from the ground, Zhang Ximeng and Mu Ying headed towards Haozhou. They were not sure how far it was, so they just walked step by step... It's just that Zhang Ximeng was already weak, had difficulty moving, and after experiencing great sadness, he had long been unable to support himself.
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He walked forward completely relying on his will to survive, step by step... With his empty belly, cramps of emptiness, and the biting cold wind, Zhang Ximeng staggered.
From morning to noon and into the afternoon, Zhang Ximeng couldn't remember how many times he fell, but he got up every time and continued to move forward.
It's just that a person has his limit after all. Zhang Ximeng fell to the ground, without any strength at all.
After driving Mu Ying away, Zhang Ximeng completely passed out and was just waiting for death to come.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a carriage appeared on the road, rushing towards it.
There was a burly man sitting on the shaft of the carriage. He was driving and searching anxiously. Suddenly, he noticed something that seemed to be on the side of the road, and the man slowed down the carriage.
At this time, a little head popped out of the carriage.
It’s Muying!
He is back!
The little guy recognized Zhang Ximeng, threw himself on him, shook him vigorously, and cried loudly.
At this moment, another woman got out of the car and rushed over. When she saw Zhang Ximeng's face was sallow, as if he were dead, her heart was filled with worry.
"Jongba, is he still alive?"
The man grabbed Zhang Ximeng's wrist and said after a moment: "I still have a pulse, but I don't know if I can save him!"
Mu Ying immediately stopped crying and looked at the couple pleadingly.
The woman stretched out her hand, took Mu Ying into her arms, and then said to her husband: "Chongba, today is the winter solstice, let's go out to pay homage to our ancestors. I thought that when this happened, it was my parents-in-law's spirits in heaven who asked us to help. No matter what
No matter what, we can’t ignore it.”
The man nodded, "What the girl said is that we have to save people!"
The man leaned over and picked up Zhang Ximeng, and the woman also hugged Mu Ying. They got into the carriage together, and then galloped eastward. At dusk, they arrived outside Haozhou City.
"It's Mr. Zhu and Miss Zhu who are back. Open the city gate quickly!"
The soldiers guarding the gate shouted excitedly.
It turns out that the man’s name is Chongba and his surname is Zhu...
