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

The flames in the shed were burning, and there was a crackling sound, and a group of young people outside stepped on the snow, making creaking sounds, and walked toward the beginning of the town.

Much faster with skis.

There should be such supplies in her space.

But can't take it out.

Looking sideways at the surrounding trees, is the ski easy to build?

It might work!

She walked with Yan Qing, and found that Yan Qing's lips were purple, and reached out to touch him, only to realize that this man was really wearing unlined clothes, day!

Don't be afraid to freeze into a popsicle.

Quickly take off your body and hand it to Yan Qing

"You wear the clothes, I am a man who can carry them." Yan Qing said.

Yan Qingshu shook her head, and put her hand in his: "I'm still wearing thick clothes, it's not cold, you see my hands are warm."

Yan Qing touched her hand, it was really warm.

"But if you take off your clothes, it won't be hot anymore." Yan Qing still refused.

Yan Qingshu! !Why is this person so stubborn.

"I'm wearing a leather jacket, it's not cold!" she said with a straight face.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand to touch it, and indeed found a comfortable fabric, then wrapped the cotton jacket around his body, and did not continue to refute because of a piece of clothing.

The group continued to walk.

Yan Qingshu looked at the surrounding trees, and couldn't help but say, "I know one or the other makes people travel faster!" As soon as she spoke, it really attracted the attention of everyone.

"Sister, do you really know?" Yan Qing asked.

Yan Qingshu said: "Your brother-in-law said it. He said that he often used it when he was on the march. What he learned from the northerners is called skiing. You only need two pieces of wood, a wedge, and two walking sticks to master the skills." .”

Yan Qing heard it with surprise in his eyes.

Yan Qingshu started to cut wood. She controlled her strength precisely and saved time as much as possible. She cut down the wood extremely evenly with a hatchet. The young people followed what she said and made wedges instead of knives.

After some busy work, the snow became thicker.

Finally made a somewhat rough snowboard, and began to try to learn to slide on the snow.

Yan Qingshu knew skiing by herself, and now that time was running out, she didn't pretend to be slow, and just spoke out her skills.

A group of people live in a place in the south and have never skied before. At the moment, they are a little bit out of control when they first touch it. Fortunately, they don’t need complicated tricks and it’s not figure skating. They just need to go quickly.

Young people prove that they have strong receptivity, except for Yan Qingshu, they are all men.

There seems to be a natural sensitivity in this regard.

After a few somersaults, a few people learned to ski.

In the cold atmosphere, there was finally a little more laughter.

A group of people glided to the town, it was dark, the night was shrouded, the snow reflected light, and most of them had already fallen asleep.

Fortunately, there are still people and fireworks in the town, and communication with the outside world.

Fortunately, now is the early stage of the disaster, silver is still valuable, and it is not so difficult to get rice grains in places that have not encountered distress.

After they entered the city, they began knocking frantically on the doors of old clothes stores and grain and oil stores.I bought the supplies but didn't stay for a long time and quickly returned to the mountain.

The moment they went up the mountain, the eyes of a dozen or so young people became a little more confused. The mountain was covered by white snow, where was the place they should go.

Food was bought, as well as some dirty and worn bedding, which allowed them to survive this disaster.

But ah!

Where is the road?

The way you came is gone?

Seeing the despair and confusion in these people's eyes, Yan Qingshu sighed softly.

He didn't have the necessary judgment on the direction of the journey, and he really had never been out of the ivory tower.

She looked at Yan Qing again, wanting to see how this person had learned from the village chief, Yan Qing shook her head slightly, because what she learned before was to distinguish when the weather was fine.

Walking on the road now, I really feel that they look exactly the same no matter where they are.

It's really worrying!

Yan Qingshu sighed softly: "Follow me!"

Yan Qing's eyes lit up, and she moved closer to her: "Sister, do you still remember?"

"Remember, remember!" Can you remember?

She is a talent cultivated by the organization, and Lu Chi is not qualified to do the task.

At this moment, the group of people are wearing very thick clothes, and some people put on felt hats on their heads. The biggest thought and expectation at this moment is to send things up.

Following behind Yan Qingshu, against the backdrop of the snow.

Finally returned to the grass shed before dawn.

It's still snowing now.

After a night of fermentation, more people were lying down with fever, and even started talking nonsense.

The village chief didn't hold back either, lying on the ground, leaning against the tree trunk, covered in wolf fur, his old face was flushed, and he looked like he had a fever

Yan Qingshu came back with supplies, and was not surprised to see this situation.

It wouldn't be a surprise if a few dead people were dug out from the crowd.

Fleeing!

This is fleeing from famine.

She can get the supplies out and shelter everyone.

But then what, accepting fate as a parent?

this is not right.

Help others, not hurt yourself.

If she can't hurt herself, she won't refuse.

His eyes fell on Dabao, with doubts in his eyes, as if asking why he didn't cook the medicine again.

Dabao shrugged and pointed to the snowflakes around him: "I can't recognize the herbs, and no one picks herbs with me. I go out alone and worry about not coming back?"

Yan Qingshu shrugged.

This situation was really beyond her expectation.

"I'm going to distribute the supplies first." She said this, and began to distribute quilts, rations, clothes, and several bowls and pots.

Everyone changed into thick clothes, Yan Qingshu hadn't had time to rest yet.

Someone knelt down in front of her.

It's Axiang's sister-in-law in the village.

She pointed to her own child, who was only four or five years old, his face was very red, and his hands and feet turned blue.

Frostbite after a night of cold.

When one person knelt down, the second person knelt down, and they pushed her towards her with the rice they bought.

Dabao looked at this situation, and then looked at Yan Qingshu's red eyes.

His stepmother has not had a rest all night.

He suddenly stood up: "Yesterday I asked you to find herbs with me and no one helped me. My mother has already been busy all night, why are you still busy now?"

Dabao's voice rose sharply.

Old Madam Yan, who also had a fever, opened her eyes.

Seeing Yan Qingshu and the others come back, their faces were relaxed.

Although wearing thick clothes, the old lady's age is here.

And old man Yan was injured before, so it's strange that his health will recover after being exposed to the rain again!

Yan Ning and Yan Shu didn't rest all night, one was busy taking care of Zhi, and the other took care of the elderly. Mrs. Zhu had to pay attention to Mrs. Huang who was pregnant. You must know that Mrs. Huang was nourishing with ginseng all the way to make up for the previous physical weakness. Losses, the impact of rain and snow, how can we continue to be healthy.

Therefore, Dabao wanted to go out to find medicinal herbs, but the Yan family could not go out alone.