Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

Song Shiwei didn't say anything after seeing this, but he became more and more satisfied with Song Da.

Song Da is steady, careful, considerate and thoughtful. He is a mature young man.

The official road is used all year round, there are no large wild animals in the forest, and the fire is burning in the open space, so there is no need to worry too much at night.

As the moonlight fell, Song Shiwei went straight back to the tent after dinner. Feng Ru took advantage of the complex terrain in the forest to practice the body movements taught by Li Ang, which made Song very envious.

The two men were not very old, but they had experienced the ups and downs of life and were much more mature than their peers. In addition, Feng Ru was quite skilled, so Song Shiwei was not worried about them being outside. After entering the tent, he went into the space, washed up, and left the space.

After all, we are outside and it is not good to stay in a certain space for too long.

"Ruer, I boiled some hot water. Do you want to wash up?" Song Da asked when he saw the little girl coming back sweating.

Feng Ru's eyebrows curved, and her eyes shone brightly under the firelight: "Yes, thank you, Brother Song."

"You're welcome," Song Da stood up and poured water for Feng Ru. The water in the pot was too hot, so he took the idle earthenware jar to the river to get a can of cold water, mixed the two together, and handed it to Feng Ru.

There was no strict separation between men and women when going out, and the people of the Dali Dynasty were cheerful, and there was no such thing as boys and girls sitting separately at the age of seven among the common people. Feng Ru was always carefree, so he took the basin and rolled up his sleeves to wash his face.

The little girl was like a fish in water in the wild. She released all her energy. After washing her feet, she went back to the tent with a gloomy look on her face to sleep.

Song Da was worried that it would be unsafe in the wild, so he prepared to keep watch and read books by the light of the fire.

At midnight, Song Shiwei heard the sound of flipping pages outside. She opened the curtain and saw Song Da reading intently. She frowned and asked, "Why don't you go to bed?"

Song Da raised his head immediately and saw that it was Song Shiwei, so he smiled and said, "I am worried, so I am going to keep watch."

Song Shiwei frowned, his eyes rather disapproving: "You don't know any martial arts, so it's useless to keep watch. Go back to sleep, you still have to catch the bus tomorrow."

It was the first time that Song Shiwei spoke so seriously, and Song Da did not dare to disobey: "Yes, I will go to bed now."

He was just a half-grown child, and the only reason he could hold on until now was because of the book in his hand. He put the book down and lay in the tent, but his eyelids closed heavily in a moment.

Song Shiwei pinched his eyebrows, turned around and lay down in the tent.

Nothing happened during the night. When the sky was getting light, Feng Ru got up early to train. Seeing that Song Shiwei and Song Da were not moving, he smiled, squatted down and started to make a fire to prepare breakfast.

When Song Shiwei was away from home, he naturally would not get up as late as he did at home, and he walked out of the tent at the end of the morning.

At this moment, the aroma of porridge came from the earthenware jar, there were a few vegetable cakes in the small iron pot, and a small jar of pickles was placed next to the fire.

Feng Ru looked up when she heard the noise: "Sister Song, wash your face first. Breakfast will be ready soon. I've poured hot water into the basin. It's still hot now."

Song Shiwei nodded, walked to the fire, squatted down to wash his face, and then walked around the woods twice. When he came back, Song Da had just got up and was squinting his eyes to watch Feng Ru making pancakes.

Seeing Song Shiwei, Song Da was a little embarrassed. With a red face, he mustered up the courage to look at Song Shiwei: "Master, I...I got up late."

"It's okay to get up late. You won't have to keep watch at night in the future."

Song Da lowered his head and said "OK" in a low voice.

After breakfast, we started again. This went on for half a month, stopping and walking along the way, and we had not even covered one-third of the distance.

The weather was getting warmer, with an occasional breeze blowing to dispel the heat, but the carriage was a bit stuffy. Just after noon that day, Song Shiwei put out the ice and closed the windows on both sides of the carriage. As the carriage was moving, the curtains fluttered and the breeze blew over the ice, bringing a cool breeze towards Song Shiwei, making him feel cool all over.

Feng Ru had gone to the carriage yesterday and sat outside with Song Da to watch how he drove.

Song Shiwei gave the two of them a full water bag of iced drink, and then leaned back in the carriage and closed his eyes to take a nap.

They arrived at a town in the afternoon. After Song Da asked Song Shiwei, he drove into the town. There were only two officials guarding the entrance of the town. After handing over his household registration to them for inspection, he was allowed into the town.

The town is not big, but there are many pedestrians on the street. There is a snack stall just as you enter. After asking some questions, Song Da drove the carriage to the inn.

"Hey, gentlemen? Are you staying here or having a meal?" The waiter was standing at the door listlessly, but as soon as he yawned, he saw a carriage parked at the door. He was immediately perked up and came forward with a smile.

"Three of you, please stay at the hotel," Song Da jumped off the carriage, pulled Feng Ru down, and then waited for Song Shiwei to get off before handing the reins to the waiter.

Song Shiwei walked in and said, "Three upper rooms, and get a few more buckets of hot water."

"Okay, please come in, the three of you."

I was greeted by another waiter at the counter, paid the money for three upper rooms and then went upstairs.

The food was delivered to Feng Ru's room, and hot water was delivered after the meal. Song Shiwei said to the two of them to rest early and went back to his room. He took a comfortable bath in the bathtub, and then took out the storybook and half-lying on the bed to read it.

Whenever the three of them arrived at a town, they would find an inn to rest for a night. Feng Ru and Song Da couldn't sleep for a while, so they went downstairs together and prepared to walk around the town and buy some supplies.

The two men were dressed as teenagers and did not attract anyone's attention when they went out. They came back half an hour later with a lot of bags.

At the hour of Mao on the second day, after having breakfast, we continued our journey and traveled the whole day. At the hour of Shen, we found a place to stop by the roadside to prepare dinner.

This time they stopped right by the creek, as the woods on the other side were too crowded to park. The three were just about to have dinner when they heard the sound of horse hooves. A moment later, a group of twenty people appeared in front of them. The first five were riding horses, and in the middle were carriages loaded with boxes. Each carriage had a flag with the words "Changsheng Escort Agency" written on it, and there were a few more people following on horseback at the end.

Naturally, the other party also saw Song Shiwei and the other two. Seeing that they were young, they did not take them seriously. The middle-aged man on horseback leading the team raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the team gradually stopped.

The middle-aged man looked around, and finally his eyes fell on where Song Shiwei and the others were. He immediately pulled the rope and rode over, and the people behind him slowly followed.

As early as when the few people appeared, Feng Ru began to frown and stare at their movements without blinking. When he saw them coming towards him, he slightly arched his back and looked at them vigilantly.

Song Shiwei patted him on the back gently: "It's okay, don't worry about it."

Feng Ru then picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started to eat the food in big mouthfuls. Although Song Shiwei said it was okay, his eyes were still fixed on those people.

Song Da also looked a little serious. He walked in front of the two of them with a bowl and chopsticks, blocking them with his small body.

Song Shiwei only glanced at the other person at first, and then he no longer cared about it and just concentrated on eating dinner.

The people on the opposite side stopped not far from the three people and began to set up tents and prepare dinner in an orderly manner. Many people were surprised when they saw Song Shiwei and the other two, but they just took a quick look.