Before the end of the world, I had a magical RV

Chapter 42
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The five human cubs were side by side, wearing uniform little yellow duck raincoats, with short limbs embracing the torso of the big tree in order, and the leader was a delicate-looking little boy,
It was windy and rainy a few days ago, and they survived by hugging the big tree tightly together according to the dean's mother's instructions.

"Da Mao, are you hungry? The belly paper is gurgling again."

As soon as Ning Ning said this, the three children behind him immediately echoed.

Lan Lan: "Ningning, Wo is just like you."

Xing Xing: "So is the nest."

The last chubby Pengpeng: "My stomach has been growling for a long time!"

"Okay then, everyone sit up slowly. I'll give everyone some biscuits, so you won't be hungry after eating."

The leading boy loosened his arms holding the big tree and sat up slowly.Although the boy spoke in a childish voice, he articulated clearly and was obviously bigger than the first four children.

The dirty little face couldn't hide its delicacy, and there was a bit of helplessness in the seriousness, and the appearance of the little adult seemed very sensible.

Da Mao touched his empty stomach, unzipped the raincoat on his chest, took out a biscuit with simple packaging from his small backpack, twisted his body and handed it back to his sister.

Ning Ning stretched out her small hand to firmly grab a piece of biscuit, and without hesitating, she twisted her body and handed it back, one by one, Lan Lan, Xing Xing, and finally gave it to the four-year-old Pengpeng.

Then Da Mao took out another small biscuit, and gave it to Xing Xing, who was four and a half years old this time, followed by Lan Lan who was four years old, Ning Ning who was three years old, and finally Da Mao who was six years old.

The children were skilled in their movements, and it was obviously not the first time they distributed food like this.In fact, under the leadership of Da Mao, the children have been distributing biscuits in this way these days, and there has never been a scene of you fighting for each other.

Da Mao looked in the small backpack, his face was filled with sorrow, it had been several days, and after they had eaten this meal, there were only five small biscuits left in the small backpack.

One more meal and it's gone.

But my uncle has not been found, there is water everywhere, if this continues, he and his sister, as well as Lan Lan, Xingxing, Pengpeng, they will all die.

Just like mom and dad, they can only stay in the dirt forever, and they can't come to accompany him and Ningning.

Da Mao is only six years old. Even though he is more mature and sensible than children of the same age, he is not very able to understand the meaning of death at this age.

But he knew that every time grandparents mentioned mom and dad would be sad because they died.

Grandpa and grandma love Da Mao and Ning Ning so much, they always call them sweethearts.

If he and Ning Ning die, grandparents and uncle will be very sad.

The dean's mother, who put them on the big tree, told Da Mao that the last word was to ask him, the big brother, to lead the children to live hard.

Death is a sad thing.

Da Mao quickly pulled up the small backpack with his small hands, then zipped up the raincoat, carefully put the small backpack into the raincoat, and then began to nibble on the biscuits in his hand. His big eyes showed determination. He wanted to take the children to have a good time. Survive, find grandparents, find uncle! !

It's just that such a harsh environment makes it difficult for even adults to survive, let alone their five children.

The thunder and lightning stopped, the dark clouds cleared up, the sky brightened, the wind stopped, and the rain stopped falling.

It's just that the sky and the earth are full of fog, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. On the second night, the water surface starts to freeze.

The temperature has dropped below zero.

(End of this chapter)