I walk the career line in dog blood

"My father is gone, he said to leave rations for the children." The couple was crying, and their children were crying too.The old man in the crowd, who also had difficulty walking, looked at the dead body hanging there, wondering what he was thinking.

An Yinong also looked at the corpse, his heart was filled with emptiness.

The villagers walked for more than ten days, and several died on the road, some died of starvation, some died of illness, and some even almost died of thirst.

During the two years of severe drought, they paid great attention to the problem of drinking water. Every household has water containers in their cars. Whenever they see water on the road, they will collect it and use it after precipitation.

But the land is too dry, even if you walk along the water source, you will not see water every day.At the most extreme moment, An Yinong saw a man save his urine, and then...

Of course, he has heard that the middle part of urine can be drunk as an extreme measure when there is a lack of water.But he couldn't make up his mind.

An Yinong has also tried many ways to obtain water in the wild, such as distilling underground water vapor by using temperature differences in places with dense plants and high humidity.

All failed without exception.Survival in the wild, knowing and being able to do it are really two different things.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before the sky began to snow, and the snow could melt into water, so no one in the team died due to lack of water.

As the weather turned cold, the villagers put on the thickest cotton-padded clothes, and An Yinong even put on a hat and cotton-padded shoes.

This was not enough. The wind with snowflakes blowing on the face was like a knife. Many people's faces were blown apart and their hands were swollen.If you warm up to the fire at night, it will be extremely itchy.

An Yinong covered his face with a thick scarf, only revealing a pair of eyes, and sewed a pair of gloves for himself with the remaining leather material.

To sew these gloves he pricked his own fingers and bled.

Without the halo of health, An Yinong felt that he would have died on the road.

Others were not so lucky, with their faces cracked and frostbite on their hands and feet.

When the snow falls on the shoes, the body temperature turns into snow water. The snow water gets into the cotton shoes, and after walking for a day, the feet are so cold that I don’t feel it.

Anxious people go directly to the fire at night to roast their feet, but they get chilblains instead.It was only later that they learned to rub their cold hands and feet until they were soft before going to the fire.

An Yinong, who was outside the crowd, put down the straw curtain to block other people's sight before he dared to take off his scarf and hat.Compared with other people, his complexion is really good, so he has to be tightly wrapped up.

It has only been ten days, and the mental outlook of the villagers has completely changed.

They stopped talking and laughing, there was no expression on their faces, and there was no light in their eyes.Even at night around the campfire, no one spoke.

Food has been getting less and less, and the sense of crisis has been increasing.

Eat less, can't walk, and stay is a dead end.If you eat too much, you will have no food in the future, which is also a dead end.Give it to the elderly, and the child will cry from hunger.Give it to children, and the old man will die in front of his eyes.

They seemed to be standing on a cliff, with children on one side and old people on the other.

"It will be fine when we get to the provincial capital." The villagers comforted themselves and others in this way.

When the villagers began to adapt to the snow, they finally entered the main road and joined the front team.

They were also fleeing famine, pushing a cart with children and old people sitting in it.However, their situation is much worse than that of the people in Tianjia Village. They don't have much luggage, but they have a lot of mouths to eat. Those people are so hungry that their faces are swollen.

"Isn't this from the Huangjia Village next door?" The villagers recognized them. "I heard that their village was robbed. They must have escaped in a hurry."

"I think so. Look, they don't even have winter clothes."

An Yinong made a brief observation and found that there were very few elderly and children in this fleeing team.

"Is that the youngest son of Huang Laocai?" One of them pointed to a boy who was bending over and carrying a sack.

An Yinong looked over, and saw an ordinary refugee, shivering in a blue thin padded jacket, and was faintly rejected by the crowd.That's the main character?The disheveled ones are more embarrassed than ordinary people.

That's right, he is a scholar from a wealthy family, where did he do physical work?

In the original plot, the original owner and the protagonist walked together because the two of them used to be classmates, and they were lucky for a while, and they were both alone, they had nothing, so they simply acted together.But now An Yinong is carrying a lot of things, and there is an ancestor in the car who smokes green cigarettes every day, so of course he will not find this person to partner with.

So An Yinong just glanced indifferently and did nothing.

"Xiaoqi, that's the protagonist, don't you want to tell me something?" He asked the system.

"I don't want to say anything." The system lay flat like a dead fish.

An Yinong was very surprised: "What's wrong with you, Xiaoqi? You didn't try to make me change my mind to do the task?"

The system does not speak, it feels that the host is laughing at it.

"There is no happiness in forcing." The system squeezed out a sentence.

Fleeing from famine is still going on. The two groups are from neighboring villages, and many of them are relatives. As soon as they meet, they naturally get together.

Although they are all fleeing famine, each family flees in a different direction in each village. There are people going from southeast to northwest. It is also fate that the two villages met here.

People from the two villages walked all the way to the next city, which was a prefecture, and it was quite lively inside, but they were not allowed to enter.A row of soldiers stood on the wall, all holding bows and arrows.

Rows of arrows were placed on the bow and aimed at them.

"What's the situation?" The people from the two villages came late, and they only saw the black heads in front of them, which looked like a wave of black tide from a distance.

"Open the small door, and let in two taels of silver per person."

Two taels of silver per person, but where do these poor people have money around them?

"After walking for more than half a month, the food is almost gone. If you don't go in, where can you find food?" The people trapped in the back asked each other, "Do you really want two taels of silver? But...but they sold us. , I can’t make up the money.”

"Officer, official, please do me a favor, there is nothing to eat." Many people have no food, and the way to survive is in front of them, how can they wait where they are?They rushed up, but the people over there would have overreacted immediately when they saw so many disaster victims rushing over.

"Fire arrows!"

The arrows fell like rain, and the victims cried and cried. They panicked and pushed other people's cars, causing more stampedes.

"Let's go, there's a murder inside."

The victims retreated, and so did the people from the two last villages. They dragged their exhausted bodies and walked numbly—they were too hungry to run.

"Let's go, no one will be kept here, I don't have this money to buy my life." They walked away silently with red eyes, "Go to the next place to see."

When An Yinong turned his head, he could still see the soldiers on the city wall shooting arrows.

The cries of the victims were fading away, but his eyes were blurred: Who would have thought that this was a compatriot from the same country?

"Xiwazi, let's go, don't fall behind." The village chief shouted from the front.

An Yinong wiped his eyes: "Hey, here we come."

Gu Zhengzhong was sitting in the car, he also looked at the city wall over there, and suddenly smiled: "After more than 200 years, the world is still the same. I thought it would be all right to change to be the emperor."

The weather is cold, the days are short and the snow is heavy, and now they can't walk ten miles a day.

They walked seven or eight miles today, and everyone had to find a place to set up camp.If it doesn't work, it will be covered by snow overnight, and people will disappear.Now there are already two people suffering from the wind and cold, and they are both nestled in the car.

"I see a deserted dock in front of me, do you want to go there?"

"I think I can."

The so-called Wubao refers to the fortifications built by those big families, even with walls and gates.No one lives in this dock now. It seems that it has experienced a fire, and all the sights are broken tiles and broken walls, only part of the walls are still standing there.

The victims stopped here for a rest, the men went outside to find firewood, the women packed up the tents for sleeping at night, and the children just sat in the car and stared blankly.

They use wood to build a triangular frame and cover it with straw mats or cloth.But An Yinong didn't have to do so much. He took out three pieces of cloth and put them under the shed, tied the joints with ropes, and then hung a grass curtain in front of it. This is a very useful small tent.

The people from the neighboring village looked at Xin Xin: "How did you modify this little car? It's so easy to use.

"The upper boxes are all laid flat, with mattresses spread out, curtains on all sides, and a shed on the top. Sleeping in it is warmer than sleeping on the ground. It is also convenient to use. If you have something to do, you can jump out of the car and push it to run."

The people in Tianjia Village are also envious: "Isn't it? I heard that before he left, he hired a carpenter to do it. At that time, we thought he was stupid and spent his money recklessly. Looking at it now, he is a woodcutter who sharpens knives and chops firewood." , this kid really has a good brain."

Of course, there is also that harsh acid: "What's the use of being good? Why don't we run away together? It's really good, so let's eat at Shangguan's house."

An Yinong smiled politely there, and built a small fire, with a triangular iron stand on top of the fire, and a small pot on the stand, the water in the pot boiled quickly.

He brought the boiled water to the car, and used some of it now, poured some into the water bag, and left the rest to cool down, using it to wash his face and feet.

He poured half a bowl of fried noodles, sprinkled it with salt, washed it with boiling water, and then ate a third of a hard scone with the bowl of noodle soup. This was his dinner.

It was a great dinner for the disaster victims.

It was also he who used the curtain to block himself from eating, otherwise others would have to guess how much food he had in store.At the moment, most of the victims just drink a little porridge and water at night, and eat some grass roots if they can't do it. There is nothing like that.

After eating all the noodle soup, he boiled it with boiling water and drank it, so that it was very clean.However, An Yinong is still used to washing with something, so he is going to grab a handful of snow, boil it, and then wash his tableware.

"During the famine, this kind of petty hypocrisy is really terrible." He complained to himself, jumped out of the car, and then... found that the hero was rubbing against his fire.He squatted there rubbing his hands, looking like a poor little guy.

"I'm just baking my hands." The young son of the big landlord stood up in a panic. It was snowing now, but his padded jacket was still an autumn style.

"Eh? Tian Xi? It's me, Huang Meisheng." He seemed to have just discovered An Yinong, his eyes were red with excitement.

An Yinong looked at him without any fluctuation in his heart.

Forget it, there are so many people here, the reason why they came to rub him against him is because he recognized him a long time ago.It was really not easy, I found several opportunities, and finally performed in front of him.

"I saw you." An Yinong said, "I didn't expect to meet in this way at this time."

Thinking of her family's situation, Huang Meisheng felt a little genuine grief: "If it wasn't for the woman in the north who conspired to rebel, how could we have faced such a disaster?"

An Yinong didn't talk to him: With the current style of the government, if people are not treated as human beings, it will be a matter of time before they rebel.

Seeing this, Huang Meisheng took a step closer and approached in a low voice: "I've been missing you very much, why didn't you come to see me?"

An Yinong looked through the original owner's memory: "Oh, I went, and before I crossed the high threshold of your house, I was beaten out with a broom. Your servant even released the dog, for fear that it would not bite me to death. .”

Huang Meisheng: "..."

"I think there must be some misunderstanding." Huang Meisheng smiled awkwardly.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about these anymore." An Yinong melted a little snow water to wash the tableware, and then put away the iron shelf and pot.

"You can stay here, but stay away from my car."

He returned to the car, lay down on the soft mattress, took off his coat and covered the quilt, and closed his eyes: "I'll trouble you next, Mr. Gu."

A chuckle came from the empty carriage: "...Gu, sir?"