Li Jun and his cruel master and servant stayed overnight in Xiaoxing, traveling around the mountains and wilderness. When they met villagers, Li Jun would go to buy food, drink and medicine for wounds. If there was no one for a long time, he would
After hunting game in the mountains and roasting it, Li Jun's face was shiny and his mouth was full of blisters.
If there was a market, he would stay in the mountains to accompany Song Huiyue, and go from Yinxiao to the gambling room to play a few games, win some silver coins, and then go buy food, drink, clothes, shoes, hats, cloaks and other items.
Li Jun felt that Yin Xiao was not a mortal, otherwise how could he buy menstrual cloths without changing his expression.
If Yin Xiao hadn't carried Song Huiyue on his back for several days, he wouldn't have noticed.
I really don’t know whether the two have a deep friendship and are not strict about trivial matters, or whether Song Huiyue is too thick-skinned and does not treat Yinxiao as a man.
Song Huiyue did not dodge Li Jun's probing gaze. Being a woman, Tiangui, was not something to be ashamed of. Besides, she was running for her life, so how could she talk about so many differences between men and women.
Half a month later, Song Huiyue, a young girl with thin skin and tender flesh, was tanned and had a thin layer of dandruff on her face. There were always traces of mosquito bites on her hands and face.
The mosquito poison after autumn is even more poisonous in the mountains. Yin Xiaowen can go out to buy menstrual cloth, Wu can kill Zhang Rui, but after all, he is a mortal and cannot kill all the mosquitoes. He can only prevent his eldest wife from being bitten into a pig head.
Song Huiyue has become a skinny little black egg, which is already five or six points different from the appearance in Haidu's documents. If she had not been able to withstand the interrogation, she would have gone to the market to buy flowers for herself.
By the time we entered Cang County, Dingzhou, it was already early September.
It gets cold early in Dingzhou. It’s only September and it’s already freezing in the morning. The autumn scenery is already lonely. Coupled with the drought, cracks as wide as a finger have appeared in the ground. There is no scenery to see. There are few pedestrians on the street. Occasionally,
There were two passers-by, both in a hurry.
The streets were full of posters filled with fishing documents, but no one read them.
The situation was as Song Huiyue expected. Everyone was worried about food and clothing and had no time to care about other things. Even the war was reduced a lot.
Li Jun came forward and rented a two-bedroom house as a temporary place to stay. Then he rented an ox cart and went to Dingzhou City to find an old friend of his.
He worked as a magistrate in Dingzhou. Although it has been a long time, he still has some close friends here. After he left Taihangxing this year, they still exchanged letters and exchanged information.
Song Huiyue and the two men killed Zhang Rui. Staying in Dingzhou was not a long-term solution, and these two were young. They did not mention their plans after arriving in Dingzhou along the way. He had eaten so much food from the Song family, but it was
I am willing to make plans for them.
The oxcart slowly set off on the road, trying to get into the city before the sun set. Song Huiyue and Yinxiao stayed at the house, ate the remaining dry food hastily, and fell asleep.
They had never even touched a bed these days, and the best place they had slept in was a ruined temple. Now that they saw the bed, they spread out on the bed, unable to move.
After sleeping, I slept until the next day.
As soon as Yinxiao rooster crows, he opens the wound and changes the dressing himself, puts on a thick short brown suit, opens the door, and the air-conditioning hits him immediately, making him wake up quickly in the cold wind.
He walked to the water tank, opened the lid of the water tank, and could see the bottom of the tank without bending down - there was no water.
It has not rained in Dingzhou for three months.
He stood up, walked into the kitchen, and looked everywhere, but couldn't find a drop of water.
After carrying the bucket and going out, he stood at the door and looked around for a moment to see if there was a well in the village that could store water.
He was born in Dingzhou. Although his memory is vague and he doesn't even know who his parents are, the local accent and water came out of his mind as soon as he entered Dingzhou.
Soon he saw an old man carrying half a bucket of turbid water. He immediately stepped forward and followed the traces of dripping water to find it.
There is indeed a well in Cangxiang, but it has not rained for three months, and the well at the bottom of the stream is almost dry. There are people in the village taking turns to wait here, and the family only has half a bucket of water a day. Seeing Yinxiao renting it here
They asked him to carry half the bucket.
Yin Xiao carried the half bucket of muddy water, walked back to the house, put the bucket away, and first stood by the window to listen to Song Huiyue's movements.
There was no sound inside, and with his extraordinary hearing, he could hear Song Huiyue's long breathing.
Song Huiyue slept deeply and showed no sign of waking up for a while.
Yin Xiao stood motionless for a moment, waiting for the water to sit almost completely, then walked to the half bucket of water.
Holding the water ladle, he scooped out the top layer of cleaner water and prepared to boil it so that Song Huiyue could drink the hot water when she got up. Then he scooped out the remaining layer for Song Huiyue to wash.
, finally scooped out a small bowl of muddy water, wetted the corners of his clothes, and wiped his face hastily.
Carrying the remaining water, he went out again, visited his neighbor, and added a tael of silver in exchange for six pieces of wild vegetable cakes, two eggs, and a small bag of crude tea leaves.
When he returned to the house, he put things in place, chopped firewood, buried the eggs in the ashes, and burned them. When Song Huiyue heard the sound of shoes being pulled off in the house, he brewed old tea leaves.
The egg made a loud bang in the ashes. Yinxiao immediately used the tongs to pull the egg out. His two hands were like iron hands, vigorously swatting away the ashes.
Song Huiyue stood by the door with her eyes squinted, yawned, her expression was relaxed and at ease as she had not been for a long time, and she said lazily: "Is there no water?"
She didn't have to go out to see, drought had already floated into her eyes, and everything she could see was yellow sand and dust. The people she saw yesterday, regardless of men, women, old or young, almost all had the same face - as dry and barren as the land, covered with dust.
Chapped lips and flushed face.
Yin Xiao placed the table next to the stove: "There is a stream and well here, and there is water for eating and drinking."
He placed the wild vegetable cakes, roasted eggs, and hot tea, and brought a basin of water with Song Huiyue to wash up.
"You don't need so much," Song Huiyue found a rough tea bowl and scooped out a bowl, "Have you washed it?"
Yin Xiao nodded.
Song Huiyue rinsed her mouth with water, carefully wetted the handkerchief, rubbed her face vigorously, exhaled a breath of white breath, went to the stove to warm her hands, then sat down at the table and took a sip of hot tea.
, peeled the eggs and ate them.
She only ate an egg and a cup of hot tea, then stood up and sat by the stove fire, adding firewood to it.
The fiery red light shone on her face, and her face lost the tenderness of a woman in a boudoir, leaving only roughness and wildness. She asked Yinxiao: "Aren't you full? I can only eat less first, don't go out and walk around, then...
Waiting here for news about Li Jun."
Yin Xiao nodded silently.
Song Huiyue added: "It's drought and cold. We can still have some food now, but soon there will be no more. Maybe there will be earth dragons, and then there will be disaster victims everywhere."
"If that friend Li Jun is reliable, we can plan slowly and don't have to be victims of the disaster."
Yin Xiao cleared the table: "I listen to you."
Song Huiyue stretched out the tongs and rummaged through the firewood in a seemingly methodical manner, turning the burning fire into a smoky mess that made her stop quickly: "Don't be in a hurry. If you are too anxious, you will do the wrong thing."
When she said she wasn't in a hurry, she really wasn't in a hurry. She sat down in front of the stove and tried not to move, trying to keep the egg in her stomach as long as possible.