Zhaojun's open life

"Xiaofeng, this way." Sitting by the fire, Zhaojun waved to his son.

There is also a thinner Yingying who is pulling her brother's clothes with a tail at the back.

The little girl rubbed her eyes, she couldn't walk steadily, she sprained from time to time, but fortunately the sprain was not serious and she was not injured.

Xiaofeng is like a big brother, always remembering to take care of his sister and not to be separated.

Hearing his mother's voice, Xiaofeng was no longer afraid.Still a little happy, he smelled the aroma of food.

"Mom, what is it, it smells so good!"

He stopped rubbing his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab the younger sister behind him, quickened his pace, and walked towards the clearing where Zhaojun lit the fire.

It is dangerous to start a fire in the mountains. Zhaojun found a clearing with rocks, and it was easy to put out the fire when he walked.

"Come on steamed buns, drink a few sips of water first, and rinse your mouth." Zhaojun wetted a clean cloth, and wiped it neatly on the faces of his son and daughter.

The wiping is quite comprehensive, and the corners and corners are all wiped.

Zhaojun demonstrated it to the children and rinsed his mouth with water.

The two children followed suit ignorantly. After rinsing their mouths, they drank the boiled hot water by the fire, blew it off slowly, and drank it slowly.

"Eat slowly, tear the steamed buns into smaller pieces." Handed the baked cornmeal steamed buns to the two children.

Xiao Yingying blinked her big eyes, her saliva was about to drop, she nodded her head, "Mother, Yingying take it slow."

Really fragrant.

He Feng held the cornmeal steamed bun and glanced at his mother, he didn't speak, and started to eat.

The little guy always knew that his mother had found something valuable in the village.But why didn't he know when Mother secretly bought cornmeal steamed buns.

With doubts, he thought about it while eating, and thought for a long time, until the steamed buns were all eaten, Xiaofeng didn't think about it.Fortunately, yesterday, mother and son Sanyou passed by a small village, when the original owner quietly entered the village.

Even if Xiaofeng has doubts, Zhaojun can cover it up.

After breakfast, the mother and son continued to walk, and Xiaofeng was carrying a small burden on his back.

There is still a silver dollar sewn into the trousers of the little man, which was sewn in by the original owner, and a silver dollar is sewn into the trousers of the two children.

I have repeatedly explained that if you get separated, you are not allowed to use the silver dollars in it until you are extremely hungry. It is life-saving money, and you are not allowed to tell others.

The two children are not very old, but the children from poor families have already taken charge of their families. Regardless of their young age, children in the war-torn years have suffered a lot.

They are much more sensible than the children of later generations, and understand how important money is.

The mother and son three continued on their way, drilling the ravine all the way, walking along the mountain, and in the afternoon, they saw a small town.

Although it is not big and looks nothing like it, it can be seen that it is a county town.

There are blue-brick houses and two-story buildings, which are rare.

Zhaojun didn't want to continue climbing mountains and ridges, he took the child down the mountain, carried his daughter Yingying on his back and led his son all the way down.

After going down the mountain, they walked for about an hour before reaching the gate of the city. After checking their luggage, they found nothing of value, so they let the mother and son into the city.

The defenders of the city still gave a "bah" and muttered, "I'm so poor, I'm poorer than a dead man."

It sounds like these people don't even spare the dead.

When entering the city, the houses in the county are not all brick houses, but there are also many adobe houses.

Most are also poor.

When they entered the city, the mother and son were not familiar with the county town, so they followed the crowd for a while.After walking around, she planned to rest in the small county town for a few days before leaving.

The mother and son could only stay in the inn. They took the children and walked around the county town twice. There was a long straight street, and then there were two alleys behind the street, and the county town was finished.

Sincerely, I turned around twice and found an inn named Tonghai.

Tonghai Inn is a medium-sized inn in the county, not too good, not too bad.

"Shopkeeper, please open a bigger room." Zhaojun was welcomed in by the boy.

"Okay." After a while, the shopkeeper took the money and handed Zhaojun the key to the door.

The shopkeeper stroked his goatee, wore round eyes, and smiled.

"Please ask the shopkeeper to bring in some hot water. Both mother and child need to wash up."

There is nothing to be ashamed of, the mother and child have not bathed for a month, and they are so rotten that it smells from afar.

"Okay, no problem. Xiaojiu, go to the kitchen to fetch hot water for the guests."

"Okay, shopkeeper." Xiao Jiu was the guy who welcomed Zhaojun in.

It took a full two hours for the mother and child to wash and wash from head to toe, and all the dirty clothes were washed and dried outside.

Neither brother nor sister had any clothes to change, they just wore close-fitting clothes, sat on the bed, and looked at their mother eagerly.

Zhaojun's hair was dry, so he tied it up in a ball, took out a wooden hairpin, and fixed it.

"Xiaofeng, mother is going out to buy clothes for you now, you have to watch over your sister and protect yourself, can you do it?"

The expression is a little serious, but the tone is soft.

He Feng pursed his mouth tightly, took his sister's hand, and nodded firmly, "Mother, go and come back quickly, I will definitely watch my sister."

"Okay, I'll hold this dagger for you. If a bad guy comes in, stab him."

Zhaojun took out the dagger and put it on the quilt.

He also carefully taught his son and daughter how to use a dagger.

"Mom, let's go."

Seeing that it was getting dark, Xiaofeng was also anxious, it would not be safe when it was dark.

When going out, Zhaojun locked the door from the outside and left.

After leaving the inn, I didn’t buy anything. I walked into an alley and quietly bought the clothes worn by the mother and son from the takeaway system. They were all old clothes, which were cheap and unobtrusive.

For the rest of the journey, she didn't plan to measure the land with her feet. Tomorrow she would buy a donkey and another cart frame, and the mother and son would drive on the donkey cart.

She clearly knew that only big cities would be safer, and small towns, like the county where she stayed overnight, might be the same as her hometown at any time, with few people left.

It is also impossible for her to flee year after year, since fleeing once is enough.Find a big city and settle down.

It will get better in the days to come.

It is not difficult for her to make money, but it is rare to raise two children well.

A large coarse cloth bag, containing clothes and food.

Back in the room, the two children are really obedient.Xiaofeng was lying on the bed under the quilt, with wolf eyes, staring at the door, quietly holding a dagger in his hand.

Xiao Yingying blinked her eyes, trying not to sleep, and stared at the door.

Hearing the sound of keys turning outside the house, Xiaofeng lowered his voice and asked, "Who?"

"I."

Hearing a familiar voice, before Xiaofeng could speak, he heard his younger sister cheering, "Brother, it's mother, it's mother who is back."

"I know, mother is back." The little boy's tense heart was relieved, his expression was soft, no longer the indifference he had when he was staring at the door.

The dagger in his hand was pushed far away by him and placed on the edge of the bed.

Zhaojun came in with a coarse cloth bag like a sack on his back, and a small coarse cloth bag in one hand. Inside was an ancient lunch box (rice basket) and the porridge she had just bought. The children had been hungry for a long time, and it was slow to eat porridge. Take a slow rest, relax and take care of the lower stomach.

In addition to white porridge, there are also fluffy omelets made of white noodles, which are very soft. Children can eat less to fill their stomachs without delaying their recovery.

The mother and son three ate and drank in the tiny light of the oil lamp, and they were seventy percent full, so Zhaojun refused to let the two children eat.

"I've been hungry for a long time, and I can't get full all at once. Mother will take you to live here for three days. After three days, continue on your way to a bigger and farther city."

He continued to eat a few mouthfuls, drank the porridge in the bowl, and asked the two children to try on clothes.

Two cotton-padded jackets per person, thin cotton-padded jackets, thick cotton-padded jackets, cotton shoes, cotton trousers, and close-fitting cotton clothes, small sweaters, all bought.

The family of three has new clothes, and the two children are wearing new clothes, covering their mouths, smiling happily, and jumping happily on the bed.

Children love new clothes.

After she was happy, after Zhaojun finished her work and cleaned up, Xiaofeng asked worriedly, "Mom, did we buy clothes with all our money?"

The little guy has already started to worry about his family's livelihood.

There is nothing wrong with the children of the poor being able to head home early.

Touched the child's face, smiled lightly, and comforted the worried child, "No, I still have some money at home. Mother still needs to buy a donkey cart and take you on the journey. How can I spend all of it. After arriving in the big city, mother still has some money. Renting a house, and buying some items that are needed at home, cost money, and if I run out of money, what will I do in the future.

Mother will never let Xiaofeng, Yingying, be hungry and cold again. "

The child has been sleeping outdoors with the original host for a month, and his skin that should be smooth and tender is covered with bumps.

There are also signs of skin cracking on the face.

Supporting her upper body with her hands, she patted Xiao Yingying lightly. The little guy grabbed her clothes tightly and snuggled into her arms.

After the two children fell asleep, I bought a bottle of moisturizing children's cream from the takeaway system, and gently applied it on the faces, hands, and soles of the feet of the two children, especially on the heels.

Apply a thick layer, and then put cotton socks on the two children, so the split will heal faster.

After finishing everything, Zhaojun held the energy stick in his hand and fell into a deep sleep.

I'm really tired, and my body can't stand it.

After sleeping until noon, they didn't get up. The two children woke up early and saw that their mother was still sleeping, so as not to wake them up.The brother and sister looked at each other for a while, laughed quietly for a while, and fell asleep again.

The two children were sleeping deeply, and there was a hint of blush on their sallow faces.

His small chest heaved and fell, and there was a small sound coming out of his mouth.

Zhaojun got up, got dressed, asked the boy to bring hot water, and washed up.

Prepare everything and let the inn deliver three bowls of millet porridge.Take it out, steam the steamed buns left over from last night on hot water.

This is lunch of the day.

Wake up the child, wash up, have lunch, and the mother and child go out three times.

The county is not big, so I went shopping yesterday, and I have a general idea of ​​where to go and what to do.

This is called the enemy-occupied area.

The danger is there, and it's quite big.But as long as his identity is not suspicious, he is not beautiful, he is poorly dressed and has no money, he will not be killed.

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