Crossing straight to the blue sky

Chapter 75

"Come on, go back to the road."

It's been a while since I've been in this latrine, it's time to go out, or it's time to be suspicious.

A few people wiped their mouths to clean up, and then looked at the people who were leading them to see if they had cleaned up. Don't get anything on your mouth, it will kill you.Back to the main road with their respective bamboos on their backs.

The child was clever, grabbed his mouth and wiped his mouth, then stood up, ready to go at any time.

Qingyun glanced at her and followed her child closely.The others are small and the pace is small, it is very difficult to follow Qingyun, staggering, almost fell several times but did not say a word, Qingyun had to slow down the pace.

The child passed through the thatch, with red marks on his face, and he turned a blind eye as if he didn't know the pain.

Qingyun raised her eyebrows, this child is a bit interesting, completely different from the ones she has ever been in contact with.

The group returned to the road, rested for a while, and continued on their way.

The young man not far away saw Qingyun and the others on their way and continued to follow, but he found that there was suddenly more people in the front team, and he was still a little kid.

The young man's eyes flickered, his gaze shifted from the child's body, specifically from the child's hand grabbing the robe, to the boy next to him, and continued to follow them.

People who watched the lively before also recognized Qingyun, and when they saw that the child was indeed in his team, their hearts were a little complicated.

There are people who are brave enough to fight injustice. They all do good things, pat their butts and leave. There are very few people like this young man.

It's not the oil bottle. In the eyes of these refugees, children are the oil bottle. They can't walk much, and they can't do anything. They have to be raised.

Refugees who escaped from the famine all felt that the youth were stupid, stupid, and it was better to take in children than to take in them.

After walking a mile, Qingyun remembered something, and suddenly stopped and asked the child, "Where did you dig that potato?"

The stock is almost exhausted, and Qingyun is worried about where to get food. She can't be hungry now.No, the opportunity has come.

"Where did I look for something in that forest. I was in the village before and saw the uncle digging in the village. When I was not full, I went to dig and eat."

The child pointed to the forest behind him.

"Old man,"

Qingyun looked at Song Wenqian, Song Wenqian nodded, and he knew exactly how many sweet potatoes there were in Zhulou, and he would not last a few days.

Don't look at Qingyun eating a dozen or so at a time, with his appetite, I don't know if he is full or not.The yams have to be dug up.

Old Man Li's heart was gripped, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.Three meals a day, they ate it without a break. The yam in the bamboo shoots was consumed quickly and bottomed out. In a day or two, they would face the desperate situation of running out of food.

Nothing compares to food, and a few people turned their heads and walked back.

The voices of the few people were not loud, and the refugees next to them heard it, swallowed hard, and had something to eat.They looked at each other, turned their heads slowly, and followed behind.

The young man didn't expect that Qingyun and the others suddenly shot back with a carbine and bumped into him, touched his nose embarrassedly, and walked forward.

Qingyun glanced at him and continued to walk back. He felt that the child was walking slowly, so he simply hugged him.The child suddenly vacated, his face turned pale with fright, until he found himself being held by his big brother, blinked and smiled secretly again.

The piece of robe was still being held by him, the child glanced at Qingyun, then at the robe in his hand, blinked, and then decisively gave up the corner of the robe, secretly stretched out his claws, and grabbed the collar on Qingyun's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)