flee from famine?Dressed to be vicious, the mother-in-law holds hundreds of billions of supplies!

Yan Qingshu shook her hands slightly.

Looking back at Dabao: "What nonsense, you must be dazzled."

"I just saw it. You secretly gave Grandma Yan candy. I won't tell Little Sister Xiaobai."

After Dabao finished speaking, he said again: "From now on, you have to be more careful. It doesn't matter if Xiaomei and Xiaoshan see it. Xiaobai will cry when he sees it."

"..." Eat candy?

Well, treat it like candy!

She was frightened to death, she thought Dabao had seen her out of nothing.

"You have them too, and I'll give them to you tomorrow." Yan Qingshu thought about the many chocolates in the space, which were originally intended to be used by the organization to give disaster-stricken refugees in neighboring countries, so that they could have more comfort in their suffering.

At the moment, it's also good for coaxing children.

I don't know if her world will have a big impact without the supplies sent by her and the organization.

Yan Qingshu sighed deeply.At this moment, she understood what it means to die without peace, as long as she is like this.

Even though that world is gone, after coming here, I still worry about there.

As long as there are memories of the place where she was born and raised and taught her, she will never forget it. The thing she regrets the most is probably that she didn't bring a handful of soil from her hometown and put it in the space.

If you bring it, you can also make a sachet and purse, hang it on your body, and miss it day and night.

of course……

Her space has a disinfection effect!Bacteria and viruses that enter will die inside.

I regret not bringing that bit of soil!

Dabao was surprised when he heard Yan Qingshu say that the candy was for them.

"You are becoming more and more like a qualified stepmother." Dabao praised earnestly.

The corner of Yan Qingshu's mouth twitched, the ghost's stepmother, she just cares about the flowers and bones of the motherland, and has no interest in being a mother to others.

Not long after, the man from the Yan family came back, carrying a lot of firewood.

"There is so much firewood, it can't be burned overnight." Yan Qingshu said.

The old man Yan smiled foolishly: "What are you afraid of, you can take it away tomorrow, we can use it on the road." After speaking, he saw his mother-in-law with a towel on her forehead, and her expression paused slightly: "What's wrong with your mother? "

"I have a little fever, dad, don't worry, it will be fine." Yan Qingshu said.

Old man Yan was taken aback, but he couldn't keep his silly smile anymore. He stared at his mother-in-law with worry in his eyes, and wanted to say that he was not worried, because he was just sick.

But can you not worry?When you are old, a little discomfort can kill you.

"Father is going to rest. I will watch the night with my younger brothers. Mother will be fine. We are all people who have drank ginger soup in advance. Even if we feel a little uncomfortable, we will get better soon. Don't worry, and mother sleeps very well. Comfortable, without any sadness, and no frown, it proves that it is almost healed."

Old man Yan looked carefully, and found that the old lady's face was slightly rosy. Although she was still a little hot, it was not serious, and it seemed that it was really not serious.

Could it be that the fever has not started yet?

Old man Yan didn't understand.But he doesn't need to understand it, as long as the person can get better, if it really doesn't get better, people will always have to leave when they get older, just walk slowly and wait for him.

After walking for a day, my tired eyelids started to fight. Even though I was worried about my mother-in-law, I fell asleep the moment my body leaned against the bedding.

Yan Qingshu kept watch at night and asked her younger brothers to go to bed too, so she kept watch for the first wave.

Picking up the flame, looking at the sleeping person from time to time, snoring sounded.

Add some life to the moonlight.

She added some dry wood to the fire.

The wind outside blows in hard, spreading the flames, this weather.

She took out a thick oilcloth bought in a small town and nailed it to the window with wooden wedges, so that the wind was blocked and the room was only warm.

The people in the room fell asleep peacefully.

After a while, Yan Qing woke up and took turns with Yan Qingshu.

When he saw the oilcloth stuck on the window, his eyes flashed with astonishment, and his complicated eyes fell on his eldest sister. His sister was a prodigal, and he knew it earlier.

But who knows how to use tarpaulins on windows?

The tarpaulin can still wrap valuable things, so that the things you bring at home will not deteriorate due to wind and rain.

It seems that the level of prodigal is higher.

Those of them who are younger brothers have to be able to work hard, and then they can raise a sister on the basis of raising a family.

The pressure in my heart is a bit heavy, but I can bear it.

Yan Qingshu closed her eyes, and it was already the next morning when she woke up again.

The rain outside stopped, and Old Man Yan carefully tore off the tarpaulin on the window, fearing that the tarpaulin would be torn to pieces.

Twist and look back at Yan Qingshu.

Muttering something in his mouth, you can still hear the prodigal son if you get closer.

The younger brothers were nowhere to be seen, and they didn't know what to do.

Yan Ning came back from the outside with a smile in his eyes. "Sister, the leggings you made are really good. When I went out just now, many people's legs were so weak that they couldn't move. We don't have such a problem."

After he finished speaking, he asked again: "Sister, can you teach other people this legging?"

"Yes." Yan Qingshu nodded.

This thing, if you don’t teach others to study it twice, you can master the skills, and you can get some favors if you teach it.

This year is different from the indifferent future generations.

In later generations, you have to worry about being blackmailed after helping people. Here, there are also bad-hearted people, but well, they are all from the village. If you dare to blackmail a person, the whole village will guard against you in the future.

Can you live like this?

Similarly, giving a little help may lead to unexpected feedback in the future.

Yan Ning happily told people about the precautions for leggings.

Yan Qingshu didn't pay attention to the leggings. She looked at Old Madam Yan and asked, "How is your mother? You had a fever last night."

"I slept very deeply and comfortably. I didn't feel much. I didn't feel any pain or fever. It's just that my mouth felt bitter for some reason, and my stomach was still warm."

"..." That's the effect of antipyretics. People who have never taken western medicine may have a severe reaction the first time they take it.

Of course, the effect of the medicine is also fast. Look, the old lady took it and slept, and now she is as if she is not sick.

"My mouth is bitter, so let's eat lightly in the morning." Yan Qingshu said as he set up the big pot and started cooking.

The smoke filled the air, and the fireworks in the world.

But running away from famine is not a happy thing. People in the Yan family eat isatid root and brown sugar ginger soup before going to bed, and they survived the rain safely.

But other families were not so lucky. Some elderly people fell ill, and some children had a fever.

I was sick on the road at this moment, and there was no one who knew how to heal, so the atmosphere suddenly became dull.

After Yan Qingshu finished his meal, he saw the village chief approaching and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Well, do you still have ginger here? Many families don't have old people and don't know what to prepare for fleeing famine. They didn't bring ginger. Many people are sick now and have to drink ginger soup. They can only ask each family to borrow some and try their best." The long face is a bit ugly.

Some people obviously have ginger, but they are reluctant to take it out.

The village chief didn't think about letting people bring things out for nothing, but they just fled together, so they had to help each other and work together to protect themselves.

Otherwise, it's like loose sand, it's better to run away from each other.

Of course, he also understands that people's hearts are unpredictable, and people have selfishness. If you can't force yourself, sometimes your manpower is exhausted.I hope the road ahead will be smoother.

Yan Qingshu nodded, and took out several pieces of ginger from the cart.

This thing has something to do with her space, a little bit can make the village chief think she is easy to get along with, so why not do it.

Of course, the village chief can’t let the village chief think she’s being taken advantage of, so she has to show that she’s not a fool. She took out ginger and asked: “It rained a lot yesterday, and I’m afraid I won’t get well in a short time if I’m seriously ill, and I won’t be able to bear it even after a long journey.” , what are you going to do with it?"

"Xiaojiu, do you have an idea?" Will the village chief be asked?

Although there was no way out in my heart, I had to deal with it calmly.

In this case, asking questions is the best way.

Yan Qingshu really has it, she said slowly: "Ginger can prevent cold, and can make people who are less sick get better, but it doesn't work at all for those who are seriously ill and weak, if... "