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Chapter 7

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    Looking at the gloomy sky and strong wind, Xin Hu shrank his neck and said, "I'm afraid it's going to snow."

    "Well. Let's go quickly. Find a shelter from the wind and rain and settle down first." Dalang looked around and quickened his pace.

    In this kind of weather, it is obviously impossible to continue the journey. If it rains on the way and you don¡¯t have rain gear, you will definitely get wet.  In this season of weather, if you don¡¯t keep warm, you will really freeze to death.

    The two of them looked for shelter nearby. Xin Hu had sharp eyes and saw a place that looked like a cave. He pulled Dalang and pointed it at him. Dalang nodded and carefully picked up a stone. The two of them walked towards it one after the other.  Go to the entrance of the cave. If there is a beast inside, run away quickly. If there is no animal, it's a good time to stay here.

    "Wowwow" A faint cry came, startling the two of them. After waiting for a long time, they realized that the cry was actually coming from the cave.

    "There is someone." The two looked at each other and became more careful.

    However, seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, and light snow had begun to fall, Dalang made up his mind and opened up the dead vines at the entrance of the cave.

    "Who?" There was a rustling sound in the cave, and soon a child's voice rang out.  The two of them were convinced that they were just children.

    When they entered the cave, both of them couldn't help but take a few steps back.  Without the obstruction, the light came in, and there was an adult lying in the small hole. However, it was obviously a dead person, and he didn't know how many days he had been dead.  The child, who seemed to be four or five years old, was not afraid when he saw them. Instead, he looked happy. Obviously, they were the first people the child saw.  This child has probably been living alone for a few days, and has long been hoping to find someone to keep him company.

    The two of them first helped the child bury his father. It was clear from the cave that the family's belongings were very small.  , several old and worn clothes were spread out on the haystack.  Next to it is a backpack filled with things.  There was also a kitchen knife, a rough wooden bowl and a gourd filled with water on the ground.  Relying on kitchen knives, woodchopping knives, and rocks, the three of them worked for a long time before digging a hole to bury the father of the child named Ping'er.

    Ping'er said he was over six years old, but he looked no more than four or five years old, and he was also dark and thin.  In the past few days, he has been chewing on his own coarse vegetable pancakes, which were hard and soaked with cold water. The child had been alone for three days. His father was dead. At first, he did not know that his father was dead, but later he understood  He didn't dare to leave here alone, let alone where he was going.

    This cave is slightly larger than the Ansheng cave in front of Xinhu and the others, and it is also filled with hay, so it can be considered a good place to take shelter.

    During the night, it really started to rain lightly and sleet.  The three children were cooking and making food to eat, while talking.

    Actually, it was mainly Xinhu and Dalang asking Ping'er some things.

    Ping'er said: "We lived here for a few days. My father had a stomachache and rolled in pain, and then he died." After that, the child wiped away tears again.

    Although he was over six years old, he said he didn't know quite where he came from. He only knew what Chenjia Village was. His father's name was Chen Ergou. His mother, sister and others died on the road. His father also suffered from stomachache.  , just came down from the main road and found a place to rest here.  No one thought that he would die here.  But luckily he knew where to find a place to hide, otherwise, if he died and his son was on the road, he might not be able to survive.

    When Xin Hu and Chen Dalang heard Ping'er's words, they couldn't help but shake their heads. If the child hadn't met them, he probably wouldn't have lived for many more days.  When he runs out of food, he will either starve to death or freeze to death.

    Ping'er was a little timid at first, but because he saw them helping him, he became very close to them.  And he couldn't survive alone. His survival instinct made him follow his two older children closely.  Dalang looked at Ping'er and could only smile bitterly. At the moment, neither he nor Xin Hu knew how to overcome this difficulty, and now they had another burden.  They couldn't just leave Ping'er behind and watch him die.

    ¡°Perhaps he was afraid that they would leave him behind, but Ping¡¯er was very diligent. Even if it was snowing and he was so thin, he would go out to collect firewood, fetch water, and rush to do things.  He still had a small bag of whole grains and two pickles left and contributed them all.  The basket on his back contained the family's belongings, but now only about ten kilograms of coarse grains, an iron pot, three wooden bowls and a sickle were left.

    With this iron pot, Xinhu can finally try to cook some other food.  Tiantian and Dalang only ate rice porridge and drank wild vegetable soup. This time she tried cooking whole grain porridge, adding the only handful of wild vegetables and cutting some pickles for flavor.  Just such a simple whole grain porridge made the three children eat it very sweetly.  Even Xinhu herself ate particularly sweetly. Although she accepted this body, some of the things left by the original ownerHabits and life experiences made her able to swallow such rough food.

    The pot is neither big nor small, and the porridge cooked will be enough for three people to have a bowl. After eating, Ping'er rushes out of the hole to wash the dishes.

    "Ping'er, you stay in the cave, it's cold outside." Xin Hu couldn't bear to say, grabbed the kettle and went to fetch water himself.

    Dalang didn¡¯t say a word, his brain kept spinning, but he really couldn¡¯t think of any good way to overcome the difficulties in front of him.  With their three children, it was simply unrealistic to think of safely escaping to Fucheng.  Even if they go into the mountains, it is not completely safe. Who knows if they will encounter a village. If it is still a wilderness, they can't find a place to live and have nothing to eat, it will be difficult for them to survive.

    We stayed here for one day. The next day, the weather became sunny, but the temperature dropped sharply. It was also extremely wet outside because of the light rain, making it difficult to travel.  Dalang decided to walk around nearby instead of rushing.  Mainly to see if I could find something to eat nearby.

    The three people put on thick clothes, carefully held thick wooden sticks, and explored the downhill road step by step.  In the end, he found nothing. He was still wet, so he had no choice but to go back to the cave and light a fire to dry his clothes.

    After two more days, under the sunshine, the trouble caused by the light rain finally disappeared.  Looking at the gray sky in the distance, Dalang finally decided to continue walking. If he didn't go, staying would be a dead end.  After three days, the three of them consumed a lot of food.  Moreover, they have an extra companion. Dalang looked at Ping'er and thought to himself, let's just treat them as multiple companions.

    These days, iron is a valuable item, and some poor families can¡¯t even afford kitchen knives. However, Ping¡¯er¡¯s kitchen knives are actually very new and thick, and the iron pot and sickle are also new items.  However, if it weren¡¯t for the fact that these three things were still valuable, people might not still be keeping them.

    "Ping'er, from today on you will call me eldest brother, you are my younger brother, and this is your sister-in-law." Dalang said.  Since you want to take him on the road, you must be a considerate person, and you have to start educating him now.

    "Brother, sister-in-law." Ping'er was well-behaved, her eyes lit up, and she shouted quickly.  This means that they will take him away and treat themselves as relatives.

    ¡°Let¡¯s call you big brother or big sister,¡± Xin Hu said.  She was only eight years old, and she couldn't stand being called sister-in-law.

    Ping'er looked at Xinhu and then at Dalang. Seeing that Dalang had no objection, he finally called her eldest sister in a low voice.

    Xin Hu nodded with satisfaction.  She used to have only one brother, but she had no younger brothers or sisters, and she had never been a sister.

    "Ping'er, do you know if there is anyone nearby?" Dalang asked again.  At the moment, he felt that it was best to find a place to stay quickly. He couldn't rush any longer. It was too difficult, and there was only so little food. What should he do after eating?

    "My dad said there is a village over there. I don't know how far it is?" Erlang said, pointing to the north.  His father is a salesman and has traveled to many places.

    "Okay, let's go over there. If we find someone else, we'll settle down first and then make plans after the weather gets warmer in spring." Dalang said.  As long as you survive this winter, you will not be afraid of spring. You will always find wild vegetables to satisfy your hunger in the mountains and plains.

    Xin Hu didn¡¯t want to leave for a long time. After hearing this, he immediately agreed.

    She was tired, hungry and cold outside every day, and it had been more than half a month since she had been here, and she hadn't even taken a shower once. Although she didn't sweat because of the cold, she couldn't bear it.  She just felt like she was going moldy.  There was another thing that she couldn't accept. After going to the toilet, she didn't have paper to wipe her butt, so she just found some withered grass and leaves to deal with it. She had to find water to wash herself from time to time, even though the water was so cold that she wanted to wash it.  Her butt was frozen, otherwise she thought she would really go crazy.

    In fact, even the cloths she used to wash her face, feet, and butt were two pieces of cloth that Chen Dalang tore off from an old piece of clothing.  In addition to a pair of shabby clothes, Xinhu's family left her only a gourd filled with water.  These days, Xin Hu's hair that looks like dry grass can only be combed out with Chen Dalang's comb.

    "Seeing her getting up every morning, combing her hair, washing her face, gargling her mouth, and tidying herself up, Chen Dalang would feel that she didn't look like an eight-year-old country girl at all.

    Xinhu combed his hair, and then called Ping'er over to comb his hair. Ping'er's hair was also withered. Xinhu couldn't straighten it out after combing it for a long time, so he simply took out the scissors and cut it off for him.  Anyway, he is still young, and it is winter, so he has to wear a hat, so it doesn't matter if his hair is cut.

    "It's much better now." Xin Hu looked at the mushroom head he had cut for Ping'er and said with satisfaction.

    This kind of mushroom head is the hairstyle of most modern children of several years old.  Simple, easy to care for, and beautiful to look at.  Suitable for both men and women.  The only difference is that the girl's is longer and the boy's is shorter.

    Dalang had been watching her movements. Now he looked at Ping'er's hairstyle and nodded: "It's not bad. I'm wearing a hat anyway. When the weather gets warmer, it will grow longer. Why don't you cut it for me too?"  It will be better if it falls off a little and is longer than this one."

    The three of them slept in the hay every day. It was impossible to wash their hair. If it was shorter, it would be better to comb it. In the end, my own hair was cut short due to hard work.  The three of them all had mushroom heads, but Dalang's was the longest and Ping'er was the shortest. Xinhu's own hair was grown to neck length, just like a modern primary school student's hair.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Following her movements, she looked at Ping'er's hairstyle and nodded: "It's not bad. I'm wearing a hat anyway. When the weather gets warmer, it will grow longer. Why don't you help me cut some off too?"  , it¡¯s better if it¡¯s longer than him.¡±

    The three of them slept in the hay every day. It was impossible to wash their hair. If it was shorter, it would be better to comb it. In the end, my own hair was cut short due to hard work.  The three of them all had mushroom heads, but Dalang's was the longest and Ping'er was the shortest. Xinhu's own hair was grown to neck length, just like a modern primary school student's hair.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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