Chapter 309: The Cold Prince's Brother Killed the Quartet 4
Chapter 309 The cold prince’s brother kills everyone 4
Raw pine nuts are a bit bitter, but after chewing, you can taste some milky sweetness.
Fuchen went directly to sleep after eating.
The room was quiet again with only the sound of "whirring" wind.
Wan Fan put down the bowl, changed his clothes, and huddled under the quilt.
The quilt was still so uncomfortable. It covered my stomach but couldn't cover my feet, so I could only sleep curled up.
Wan Fan stuffed Fu Chen into his arms and used the quilt as much as possible for both of them.
"Woo-"
"Woo-"
The sound of the wind is like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.
As soon as Wan Cang closed his eyes, his nerves became unexpectedly sensitive, and he always felt like there was a ghost behind him.
At this moment, there seemed to be a ghost behind him, with its head smashed and its hands stretched out.
"Boom." The sound of the wall collapsing.
Wan Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, taking a deep breath. After a moment, he lowered his head and looked at the child beside him.
Wan Fan fell down, turned sideways, and looked at Fu Chen who was sleeping soundly.
He reached out and pinched it.
"Ah——" Fuchen cried loudly.
The cry that was close to my ears took over the "whining" sound and invaded my brain.
Wan Cang relieved himself, closed his eyes, and breathed deeply. The sound of Fu Chen's crying "Ahhhhh" could be heard in his ears.
When I woke up in the morning, Fuchen slept very soundly.
It rained heavily all night, knocking the leaves to the ground.
The strong wind caused the branches to fall.
Many houses were in disrepair and collapsed, and I heard that one family was smashed to death. The whole family was killed.
Wan Fan went to steal a basket of steamed buns, and after he was full, he stuffed two of them into his arms.
He's always hungry lately.
Two meals a day are not enough.
Divide half of it for Fuchen to cook for the day.
A few days later, the weather was still dark, with strong winds blowing clouds and no daylight.
Wanbang is counting the time and finds that a lot of pine nuts have fallen from the woods now. The accumulated rain has receded. Now is the time this year when they can still be picked.
If it's later, it will be even colder.
Fuchen had opened his eyes and recognized the person.
Wan Fan carried Fu Chen and headed for the mountains.
The floating dust has no clothes.
Wan Fan stole a piece of cloth from the embroidery workshop. It was white. It was the easiest cloth to get.
But not resistant to dirt.
Wan Fan didn't know how to make clothes, so he could only pull out strips of cloth of suitable width and wrap them around his body, then around his arms, and finally stuffed the excess clothes into his clothes.
To prevent the clothes from sliding down, Wan Fan grabbed the cloth, bit it with his teeth, pulled out a strap, and tied a loop of arm knot around Fu Chen's body, so that the clothes around his arms and waist could be hung on his shoulders to prevent them from sliding down.
This is Fuchen's little skirt.
Wan Fan put the floating dust on the dry ground, leaned against the big tree, and went to pick up the pine nuts and pine nuts on the ground.
Some pine nuts have been soaked in water, but fortunately the outer shells are firm and it is still good if they are peeled off.
Fuchen couldn't support his body, and his torso, which was leaning on the tree trunk, gradually moved downwards and fell to the ground.
There is a snake tail moving away from the grass.
Fuchen opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and muttered "Ah wow~".
The canopy of trees overhead was distant and huge, occupying the entire sky, with only a few gaps exposed.
Wan Fan lowered his head and moved forward to pick up dried fruits.
Fuchen watched as the black snake snaked its way up the tree trunk, seeming to be strolling slowly.
Fuchen stared at the snake, his eyes drifting away unconsciously.
She raised her feet and stared, but she couldn't turn over or speak.
"Ah wow wow."
The little hands want to catch the snake. The little feet stare.
Wanchang finished drying a piece of land, turned around and put a bag in, then came back to take a look at the dust. He took the empty bag and moved forward.
Fuchen was hungry. He opened his mouth and cried.
Wan Fan turned around, peeled off the pine nut shells that had been soaked on the outside, chewed them up and fed them to Fu Chen.
One bite at a time, Fuchen ate happily.
After eating, go to sleep.
Wanchang went back to picking up pine nut shells.
After picking up Wanchang for several days, the sun finally came out.
The weather was unusually sunny and hot for a few days.
I cut a lot of radish strips in the kitchen in the past two days, and now I will take them out to dry.
Already prepared.
People's main source of weather information comes from wizards' predictions.
The wizard can talk to the sky, can do divination, and knows the sounds of all things. Everyone obeys the wizard.
But as Wan Fan, who was given bad news by the wizard, he did not believe in the wizard and would not inquire about the news released by the wizard.
Wan Fan found a big stone from the stream and placed it in the yard to dry.
I picked up a random stone and dried it in the sun.
Wan Fan peeled off the shells he picked up and dried them in the sun. He sat in the yard and watched them to prevent snakes, insects, cats, and mice from biting them.
Fuchen also sat on the ground to bask in the sun, and soon fell asleep.
It was left in the sun for three days.
Wan Fan took the dried fruits and placed them on the big stone. He rolled the small, smooth stones over and over to crush the dried fruits.
Grind it very finely and put it in a clay pot. This is what Fuchen eats.
On a hot day, the kitchen is busy making dried radishes, which also involves using a lot of salt stones.
Wan Fan watched the opportunity and stole a salt stone and a candy bar.
Normally, salt and sugar are very valuable things. They are placed in jars and no one can touch them except the chef.
When not in use, they are locked in the cabinet.
Wan Nang carefully hid the sugar cubes and salt cubes. These are the treasures for this year's New Year.
With these two treasures, the tongue and stomach will receive the greatest care.
Taking advantage of the bright sunshine, Wan Fan ran to the mountains to catch fish. He caught fifty or sixty fish in one go, gutted them all and dried them in the sun.
Instead of throwing away the internal organs, I threw away the intestines and cooked a big pot of fish soup.
Only bitter taste.
Very bitter.
Because I still have the guts.
Wan Fan fed Fu Chen a small sip, and Fu Chen took a sip, frowned in disgust, and turned his head away.
Wan Fan finished the big pot with no expression on his face. This was a rare time to have a full meal.
Nothing should be wasted.
The fish on the ground gave birth to maggots due to the exposure to the sun, and the white worms burrowing around were very spectacular.
The smell is still a bit smelly.
No one comes to the cold palace, but occasionally someone passes by and suspects that the prince who lives there is dead.
The weather turned cold. Soon it started to snow heavily.
Wan Fan threw out the dried fish together with the maggots and harvested a pile of freeze-dried dried fish.
When Fuchen sleeps at night, he must be close to Wanchang and remain motionless.
His body is always hot.
It's snowing outside, but I can still walk and run in single clothes, but I eat a lot.
Dried fish is not allowed to be eaten. Without staple food, if you only eat dried fish, it will be gone in ten days.
Wanchang is always hungry.
Always hungry.
Fortunately, the food in the kitchen is becoming increasingly greasy, and there are many opportunities for big fish and meat to appear.
Wan Fan still goes to the kitchen to steal food from time to time, but he will keep Fu Chen elsewhere so as not to expose her relationship with Leng Gong.
Fuchen sat by the wall in the snow where no one had passed by, his body wrapped in layers of cloth. When his little hands could stretch, he grabbed the snow on the ground and put it into his mouth.
Every time Wanchang comes back, Fuchen is full of snow and keeps vomiting snow out.
Wan Fan carried Fu Chen back and gave some to Fu Chen.
In mid-November, Wan Fan hurried back after having a full meal. Today there were pastries stacked one on top of another, but he stole one.
If there is a piece missing, you can't even see it on the plate.
But when I saw the empty snow field, I was stunned.
There is no snow in the sky.
This is the edge of the palace near the forest.
Civilians can't get here.
The maids and attendants almost never come here unless they pass by here on their way to the forest.
The loop knot, the knot tied by Chihiro in Spirited Away, originated in the Song Dynasty of China. But I feel that the wisdom of the ancients may have already known it at that time. It is just not that popular.
