The child's fever was a bit recurring, and it subsided for a while, and the fever came up again for a while.

   Cui Langzhong is still stable, occasionally kneading and kneading on a few acupuncture points.

   It wasn't until noon of the second day that the child didn't have a fever again, and everyone was relieved.

  This night, not only those who ate and collapsed for themselves, but even their family members had a hard time.

  The entire team was also delayed and had to postpone their journey.

  Yan's second son can't even eat the food given by these popularity.

  As soon as I got up in the morning, I took the three brothers of the Qi family and him to go around the disaster victims.

   That mouth never stopped.

  Smoke coming from his throat.

"I'll say it for the last time. These river clams are rotten, smelly, and inedible! We didn't plan to feed the clam meat inside to the livestock. It's the shell! The shell! The shell was washed, dried, and ground into a Powder, mixed with hay, mixed for livestock to eat, not too much, very little.

   is quite troublesome! But now there is nothing for them to eat except hay, so just get some of this troublesome gadget to add some flavor, don't you believe it! It's really edible, but I can stop you from eating it!

  Look at the ground, there is such a big hole, the river clam doesn’t know how long it has been dead, so you just think stupidly, what can you eat after being dead for a long time? Besides, can't you smell it? "

   Quite a few of them looked down and lowered their heads.

  They are the ones who don't want to eat river clams.

   Now I don't spit or pull, but my body is really weak, and I am shaking even standing up.

  Especially as soon as the sun comes up, the eyes will be blackened in bursts.

   I regretted to death.

   Originally, it was difficult to follow, but now it looks like this, how can I keep up!

  …

   "I shouldn't be too fussy to make any river clam powder." Yan's second son was chatting with his sister Cui Niangzi.

"How can I rely on you? It's their own crooked thinking. They thought we were hiding something from them. Second brother, let me tell you, you just can't be too kind to them. It’s not a good thing, I’ve already agreed with your brother-in-law, you can’t ask for less for the consultation fee, and you won’t do anything less than a penny, so you have to teach them a lesson!”

   "Sigh! Sister, I'm so poor that I'm afraid, I always think about whether I can eat everything I see."

   People can’t do it, just think about livestock.

"Isn't that what we planed in the field? It's called being able to live! My sister admires you for this. You have a smart brain and come up with an idea as soon as you turn it around. You just say this river clam powder. Mix it up. My donkey is cute. have eaten."

   "Sister, have you finished grinding it yourself? Why don't you bring it here and I'll make it for you?"

"Hey! What's the trouble? Your brother-in-law's pestle is good for pounding medicine. What he said is also a medicinal material. Tell me, he is a shameless old man. He can't remember it unless you figure it out. You It was ready-made, but he remembered it, and put gold on his face."

  Yan’s second son was ashamed, "Well, sister, it seems that it can be used as medicine, and I can’t remember clearly."

   "There are so many things you have to worry about every day. Remember everything so that you won't die of exhaustion. I'll tell you that your brother-in-law is confused about his own affairs. Look at you, it's clear and clear for the livestock..."

  Yan Yu and Brother Big Gouzi and Brother Little Gouzi squatted on the ground to write and draw.

  Oh no, it’s Brother Duzhong and Ge Genge.

  Hearing she laughed like crazy.

  His father really understands livestock, hahaha!

   "Brother Ge Gen, you wrote the character 'Ge' incorrectly. The one in the middle is '日' instead of '目'. You wrote an extra horizontal line."

  Cui Gegen glanced at Yan Xiaoer's writing, then at his writing, and nodded.

   "Xiaoer, can you still call me Brother Little Gouzi from now on, Ge Gen, why is it so awkward, my mother said, it's the soil Kela buried in the ground."

   "And me, will you still call me a big dog in the future?"

  Yan Yu nodded under the expectant eyes of the two younger brothers.

   "From then on, if there are no outsiders, I will still call you Brother Big Dog and Brother Little Dog. If there are outsiders, I will call you by your first name."

  Kudzu root is Tukela, and Mrs. Cui can really describe it...

  She was a little curious about how she said Big Gouzi's brother's name.

   asked: "Brother Big Gouzi, what did your mother say about your name, Du Zhong?"

   "Bark." Da Gouzi said helplessly.

  Yan Yu became even more curious.

   "What about cicadas and silkworms?"

   "Bug skin."

   "...What is the horse?"

   "Dung balls."

  Yan Yu: …

   Talent! That sums it up perfectly.

  The pair of grandparents and grandchildren were the last to leave, and Mrs. Cui was staring at her. How could Mr. Cui dare to charge less money.

  Yan Huaiwen asked Liang Manshan to help gather the victims, and said in public: "Tomorrow we will start on time as usual. If anyone wants to go to the official road, let my second brother help you point out the direction."

  After dinner that day, someone came to Yan's second son and asked how to get to the official road.

  Yan Er was afraid that they would not be able to find it, so he asked his daughter to draw a simple map.

  The visitor left with a thousand thanks.

  Early in the morning of the second day, the victims began to divert.

  Part of them followed them, and the other part went to the official road.

  …

   After walking for another two days, I still saw a flat river. Fortunately, there were half-dead trees dotted, so it didn't look so monotonous.

  Yan Yu was a little sluggish today, even if she picked a new egg in the morning, it didn't make her happy.

   Every time the platform is opened, it will be predicted in advance.

  Today is June 30th, after midnight, it should be the first day of July.

  She calculates with her fingers every day, and she will never make a mistake.

  But... there is no movement at all.

   I don't know if the 'opening from time to time' made them catch up.

   Is it going to be a bye this time?

  Yan's second son saw that she was not in the right condition, so he asked her to sit in front, and the two of them "drive" together.

  The four hens have chicken coops, which are hung on both sides of the front of the car.

  At first they didn’t dare to make a sound, but now they just cluck and chatter about the cage all the time, as if they can escape the prison successfully if they persevere.

   "Don't worry, we still have enough water and food, and it's probably not far away." Yan Lao Er comforted her daughter.

   Actually, they don't have much water.

   It’s not that Maomao didn’t find the water source, but they couldn’t find it.

   That’s right, it’s underground, quite deep.

   And it is useless to search for the ones that are further away. How can he explain that he knows that there is water? Who can look at the water veins?

   At noon, everyone rested.

   Deliberately found a few trees under the shade, but after all, there are fewer trees and more people, and many people are still directly exposed to the scorching sun.

  Water loss quickly, no matter how much water you drink, you still feel thirsty.

  They didn’t dare to drink water in big gulps. Seeing that there was no water source to replenish, they should drink a little bit of the water stored before.

  Yan Huaiwen went out for a walk, and when he came back, he said to Yan Laoer: "Take out those clothes you left and hang them on the tree, at least it will provide more shade."

  Yan Laoer dug out a few bundles and asked someone to help them hang them on a tree.

  The shady area is bigger, but it still doesn't change anything.

  Li Xuemei was feeling hot and uncomfortable, and she didn't care too much. She sat in the front driver's seat with her daughter.

  There is a straw mat newly added by Yan Laoer above his head, which can block most of the scorching sun.

  The lukewarm wind makes people feel upset.