Fu An took out a patched quilt stuffed with reed catkins, spread it on the hay, and then asked Fu Manman to stuff the quilt into the bed to sleep.
After the little one fell asleep, the three of them gathered around the fire and warmed themselves up. After a while, their stomachs began to growl.
"I'm hungry!" Fu An said with a bitter face. He wanted to take out the rice to make porridge.
Thinking of the delicious smell of rice, his mouth watered.
"I'm hungry too!" Fu Manman covered her stomach with both hands, her stomach growling incessantly. She looked back at the group of people opposite.
Many people were groaning with hunger, some were grinding the bark of the tree, and some children were crying, saying that the bark was unpalatable.
If you take out rice at this time, you are courting death!
These people will steal all the rice.
"Is there anything else I can eat?" Fu Manman asked.
"There is bark powder." Fu An's face turned bitter when he said this. The bark powder was cooked to a paste and was too unpalatable.
"Then eat this!" Fu Manman had never eaten this before, and she was curious about what the bark powder tasted like.
Fu An and Fu Qiang both knew very well that they couldn't take out the rice, so they didn't make any fuss and obediently took out a cloth bag containing bark powder, then one boiled water and the other added firewood.
After a while, a pot of frothy bark paste was ready.
Fu Manman looked at the mushy bark in the broken bowl and almost fainted from the bitter smell.
Really want to eat this!
God, she is so miserable.
He raised his head and looked at the two younger brothers across from him. The two children had calm expressions on their faces and their hearts were not beating. They were drinking the paste calmly.
If they can drink it, she can drink it too.
Fu Manman plucked up the courage and took a sip. The bitter and rough taste made it impossible for her to swallow it.
It tastes so bad! When I think about what these poor people are eating, Fu Manman feels sour and his eyes can't help but turn red.
She suppressed her nausea and drank half the bowl one after another.
The rest can no longer be drunk.
Fu An saw what Fu Manman had left and said reluctantly: "Sister, don't waste it."
"I'm full." Fu Manman said against his will.
Fu An hesitated for a moment, then silently poured half of Fu Manman's bowl of paste into his own bowl, and asked Fu Qiang next to him, "Second brother, do you want it?"
"No!" Fu Qiang refused decisively. He didn't want to eat the leftover food.
Fu An happily finished the remaining glutinous rice paste. Although it tasted a bit unpalatable, it still filled his stomach.
He's not hungry anymore, he's a little sleepy.
Being able to escape the cold wind in the ruined temple today felt like warm spring for him.
"Sister, I'm sleepy." Fu An yawned.
"Go to sleep!" Fu Manman prepared to keep vigil. Someone had to watch tonight.
"Well, I'll sleep for a while, and I'll sleep with you." Fu An said, got into the reed quilt, and fell asleep together with Little Maodan in his arms.
Fu Qiang sat beside the fire, lowered his head and pondered, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You go to sleep too! Get up and change with me later." Fu Manman said to his younger brother who had a cold face and rarely spoke cold words.
Fu Qiang ignored Fu Manman. He was worried that Fu Manman, a lunatic, could keep watch all night. He had to keep watch by himself and wait until Fu An woke up before sleeping again.
Seeing that Fu Qiang ignored her, Fu Manman curled her lips and sighed silently in her heart, she is not a good eldest sister!
No prestige!
"If you don't want to sleep, then you keep vigil while I take a nap." After walking for a day, she was tired and her feet were so cold that they hurt.
Fu Manman got into bed fully clothed, his whole body buried under the quilt, and he immediately felt warmer.
Buried under the quilt, his mind was in turmoil. Many things were confused, including the past life, the present, and the future. Fu Manman became more and more confused as he thought about it, and finally fell asleep in a daze.
Suddenly she felt like she had entered a water world, floating in the deep blue sea. Countless containers and countless shipwrecks were neatly arranged on the bottom of the sea.
She floated towards the container, opened a box, and saw that it was full of boxes of instant noodles.
It's food! There's a lot of food. Fu Manman reached out to open the box, but he opened it too hastily and accidentally cut his hand on the tape.
The real pain suddenly woke her up!
The dream she had just now was so real!
Fu Manman stuck her head out from under the quilt and took a breath of fresh air. The cold air entered her lungs, causing her to cough several times uncomfortably.
Hiss...why does my hand hurt so much?
Fu Manman lowered his head and saw that his hand had a cut. The cut was exactly the same as the one cut by the tape in his dream!
This... the dream just now has become a reality!
This dream is so strange, and what’s going on with that undersea container? It can’t be some kind of space, right?
Before she could think about it carefully, the little furry boy started crying under the quilt. This little baby, who has not yet given birth, is particularly prone to hunger.
You have to eat when you are hungry, otherwise you will cry all the time.
It's late at night now, and most of the people next door are asleep. Only one or two people are keeping vigil in a daze.
Fu Manman secretly grabbed a small handful of rice and began to make rice soup.
Fu An woke up after a while and came to help Fu Manman. Fu Qiang saw that Fu An had woken up. He was really sleepy, so he got into bed and went to sleep.
This time I put more rice, and the cooked rice soup was thick and thickened with rice oil. Little Mao Dan was satisfied with the meal and fell asleep after eating.
She and Fu An shared the remaining rice grains.
Fu An was very happy after eating the rice. At the end, he even licked both the iron pot and the bowl.
Fu Manman was stunned by this operation! It was both funny and distressing!
The next day, when it was still bright and clear, Fu Manman woke up his brothers, packed his things, and got ready to go.
Before leaving, Fu Manman quietly stuffed a small bag of rice into the package next to the woman who fed Xiao Maodan last night.
When it was daybreak, people in Liujiazhuang got out of their cold beds one after another.
Someone discovered that the fourth sister and brother were not in the temple last night.
"Look, everyone, are there anything missing?" someone shouted.
After a while, everyone began to check their belongings. No one was missing anything, but one family had an extra small bag of rice.
The woman secretly opened the bag and saw the white grains of rice. Her eyes widened and she was overjoyed. As long as they ate sparingly, they could last seven or eight days, and by then they would be able to reach Fengcheng.
"Where did it come from?" the man asked in a low voice when he saw the rice.
The woman smiled thoughtfully, hid the rice, and whispered to the man: "Maybe the girl gave it to me."
The man looked happy and said, "Your milk was not in vain. That girl is really nice."
The couple looked at each other and smiled, then stopped saying anything and packed their things silently.
Fu Manman, the four siblings, tried their best to avoid the crowds, but they always met people who were also fleeing the same situation along the way.
Some people looked at them as children and couldn't help but ask them where they were from and where their parents had gone.
The world is difficult and people's hearts are unpredictable. Fu Manman told his two younger brothers not to talk on the road.
