The general's wife took her child on the road to exile

Ye Jiu had already grilled the fish and almost finished cooking the shrimp. She put away the extended bamboo basket she made last night. It was a bit like a food box, but without a lid. It was covered with leaves and contained many grilled fish, grilled shrimp, and some fruits and potatoes. Ye Jiu liked grilled fruits very much recently. She had no conditions to eat fruits in the end times, so she put fruits in everything she ate, which was a good way to supplement her nutrition on the road.

Ye Jiu came to the old lady, spread leaves on the mat, put roasted fruit, shrimp and fish on it, removed the fish bones from the white meat of the fish and gave them to Shuang'er and Zhen'er, and went to Aunt Liu to bring back the bamboo pot version of fish soup and mushroom soup. Ye Jiu secretly tore the steamed bun into pieces and threw it into the soup when no one was paying attention, gave the old lady a bowl of fish soup and steamed bun, and the children had mushroom soup and steamed bun, and she herself had a roasted fish in her left hand and fruit in her right hand, eating happily. While eating, she also fed Shuang'er a few bites of roasted fruit. Shuang'er's cheeks were puffed up, and the way she chewed the fish was very cute, and her chubby little face was pink.

Zhen'er ate slowly and leisurely, looking dignified and elegant, with an aristocratic air. Ye Jiu looked at the little adult version of Gu Yiheng and fell into deep thought.

The second room of the Gu family was also eating hot food, but there was no steamed bun, but baked potatoes. Xu's triangular eyes squinted at Aunt Liu, and she ate the grilled fish silently. Aunt Liu was feeding Gu Qingyu with the grilled fish. The little guy ate the fish after picking the fish bones, swallowed a bite of grilled fruit, and ate half a baked potato. He said he was full. Aunt Liu wiped his little face and let Gu Qingyu sit next to him and play with leaves. Aunt Liu stuffed the grilled fruit into her mouth. The sweet and sour soft flesh instantly soothed her heart. She took the grilled fish and ate it again. Gu Yinan was full. He lay down and looked at the sky, thinking, except for the discomfort of walking, this life is also good. There are no mosquitoes and insects in the wild, and there is greenery everywhere. There is no worry about food, and beauties are by his side. He doesn't have to go to court, and doesn't have to worry about anything. He just eats every day.

The third branch of the Gu family was in a miserable state, with lumps all over their faces and bumps from being bitten. Gu Yulan's little face had several red and swollen lumps, and there were also many on her body. She wanted to scratch them in pain but didn't dare to because her mother didn't allow her for fear of disfiguring her face. Her stomach was rumbling. After yesterday's setback, Gu Yiwen had deeply realized Ye Jiu's ruthlessness, and he even hated the old lady.

My dear mother, you don’t feel sorry for your son and are still so cold to him. He has long forgotten that it was he who wanted to be cold to his family, so the cause and effect cycle made him suffer the consequences, but he would not reflect on it. He was selfish and grew up being spoiled, so he knows that if you provoke me, then I will be unhappy. Miraculously, this child’s thoughts occupied the heart of this grown man and have never changed.

Gu Yiwen bit the steamed bread with difficulty and felt his face sore and his cheeks felt numb. He looked at Ye Jiu with anger on his face, and looked at Gu Yinan, cursing him with countless dirty words in his heart, asking this loser how could he eat delicious food every day. He ate the cold steamed bread by himself, and his stomach felt cold again. He ran to the woods without finishing his meal. His stomach began to hurt. After a burst of diarrhea, Gu Yiwen hung his head. His gray and greasy face no longer had the original luster, but was filled with expressions of disappointment, resentment, and various anger.

Gu Yiwen washed his face that was smeared with rotten eggs by the stream yesterday. The smell was still there after washing, and he had no choice but to pluck some wild grass and crush it to apply it directly on his face, and then wash it again. This time the smell was less, and he washed it repeatedly until his face was no longer smelly. He also washed his robe and wrung it dry and put it on. He had no clothes, but at least the sweat smell and dirt were gone, and his face was still a little green. With wet hair, he returned to Zhang's side. He raised his hand and asked Zhang for a cake. He chewed the cold cake with difficulty. At that time, he was still happy that he didn't have to eat steamed bread. This morning, there was no cake. Gu Yiwen, who had no way to get food, could only eat steamed bread. He looked at Aunt Zhao's face and it became ugly. Then he looked at Aunt Yin, who was pale and haggard, and her beauty had been discounted by several degrees.

He looked at Aunt Lu again. Aunt Lu was hugging Gu Yulan and chewing on a steamed bun. Gu Yulan was scolded and beaten when she came back yesterday, so Aunt Lu hugged her and slapped her on the back. Gu Yiwen, who had vented his anger, ate the bun obediently and went to the stream to drink cool water.

After finishing his meal, Gu Yinan looked at his third brother's miserable appearance. He thought silently in his heart that he must hold on to his eldest sister-in-law's big thick legs tightly. With his eldest sister-in-law, he would be able to reach the Southern Wilderness safely. It turned out that Gu Yinan still had hope for his eldest brother. Now, he looked at his eldest brother lying on the stretcher, unable to move, his limp limbs unable to move, his heart was gripped as if someone had grabbed his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

He was a naughty boy since he was young and was bullied by other kids. Every time, his eldest brother would come to his rescue and scare the kids who bullied him away. Later, his eldest brother became a hero in his mind and a god of war for the people. He admired his eldest brother very much.

Now that his patron saint has fallen, his heart has also collapsed. He is in despair after his house was ransacked, and his heart is in turmoil. If he were like the third master, Gu Yiwen, who ate and drank every day, then he, a foodie, would be even more desperate.

Fortunately, he had his sister-in-law, and when the family was divided, his brain suddenly worked for a while and he made the most important choice in his life.

Although Gu Yinan didn't like Xu, he didn't abuse her. Xu was in charge of the household expenses, and most of his private money was given to Aunt Liu. Gu Yinan's position was lucrative, and he could make a lot of private money.

The second house lived a very comfortable life. Gu Yinan had the protection of his elder brother in the court, and he also had delicious food and a beautiful concubine every day.

Gu Yinan, who has no ambition and little knowledge, is very satisfied with the current situation. He likes to raise birds. He talks to the birds with the bird cage, but the parrot refuses to speak. He thinks it is a fake parrot. How can a parrot not speak? Even so, he keeps buying birds in his spare time. There are many houses where birds are raised everywhere. His son Gu Qingyu looks at him talking to birds with a speechless look. When the child was only two years old, he looked at him like a fool. Now that he is three years old, he looks at him with all kinds of killing eyes. He thinks that it is God's mercy that such a stupid person like him actually has a son with a lot of tricks in his heart. It is also a bit embarrassing. No matter what he does, his son does not admire him. It is good that he does not despise him, look coldly or roll his eyes.

Gu Qingyu was a child but a smart kid. He had an old soul in his head. As the imperial teacher of Qinxuan Dynasty, Gu Qingyu had everything he wanted in his previous life, except that no one liked him or wanted to marry him. They all respected and worshipped him, so he lived a lonely life. When he turned 40, he woke up and suddenly found that he had become smaller. He couldn't speak. He could only babbled when he was called. He was so scared that he broke out in a sweat. He looked at his hands again. There were small fleshy claws and a few pits on the back of his hands. He looked down again. Fortunately, he was not a girl. He looked at the sky speechlessly. He knew that he would not live long, and he didn't borrow luck. He didn't like to do such unorthodox things. He just wanted to die on the day he died. He didn't leave any tips for the emperor.

Gu Qingyu felt that waking up with a body was still a shocking thing, especially when he saw his silly father being so happy every day, not making any progress and just playing with birds, which made him even more angry.

Gu Qingyu likes his mother and likes to see her gentle face. In his previous life, his mother died when he was born. He was taken care of by a wet nurse until he was two years old. He was taken care of by the maids in the yard. He had a photographic memory when he was four years old, which surprised his teacher. His eyes are special and he can see things that are invisible to the naked eye. Some folk witches also boast that they have this ability, but they don’t know whether it is true or not. He knows it himself. He hardly tells people around him and just sees it himself. When he was a teenager, he met a person who looked like an immortal. The person said that you and I have a master-disciple relationship. I will teach you some skills and some abilities so that you can protect the people you want to protect in the future. After that, four years later, the master left him to travel, and he gradually became famous in Qinxuan Dynasty. There was a country between Dayu Dynasty and Qinxuan Dynasty, called Zhuli Dynasty. Their emperor was obsessed with painting and cultivating immortals, and had no interest in state affairs, but the queen’s mother’s family was powerful, so no one dared to attack Zhuli Dynasty. Moreover, the masters of Zhuli Dynasty were good at poison and witchcraft, which made the surrounding countries even more afraid.

Gu Qingyu's thoughts wandered. When his house was searched yesterday, this villain cursed a hundred and eighty words in his heart, all kinds of anger, but his face was still expressionless. He looked at Ye Jiu. This aunt used to like to smile at him, but now she doesn't smile or hug him. He doesn't like to be hugged, but he can't refuse. He has become numb after a long time, but Ye Jiu's strange reaction made Gu Qingyu start to reflect on what happened. After thinking about it, he guessed that the aunt might have grown up after encountering a blow, and he didn't think about changing her heart. Subconsciously, this ancient man still has the ancient logical thinking.

Ye Jiu packed up the miscellaneous things and put them in the bamboo basket. She had woven several back baskets to distribute to everyone. Even Qingyu was happy to get a sitting basket. He was a little depressed that he couldn't lie on his mother's soft back, but the bamboo basket was cool and cold. He couldn't adapt to it for a long time, so he silently recited some of the exercises he remembered from his previous life and concentrated on feeling the spiritual energy in the air. It was very difficult at the beginning. This land was not like their Qinxuanchao, which had abundant spiritual energy. It was a little strange here. It was not that there was no spiritual energy, but it was difficult to absorb and there were many delusions. After unremitting efforts, Gu Qingyu felt a little after an hour. After another two hours, he felt that he could guide those small bright spots into the body, but it was very strange. These bright spots were not like the original one color. Several colors entered the body and entered the dantian one after another and did not move. What kind of spiritual root was this? He was very puzzled.

Ye Jiu packed up and carried the basket. At this time, the chief of the officers, Zhang Liu, shouted, "Everyone get up and hurry on. We must reach Sifeng Mountain today." The officers drove the team forward.

Ye Jiu was walking on the road, looking around for good things while hugging Shuang'er and letting her sleep comfortably in her arms. At this time, she tied Shuang'er in front and used her wood ability to weave a backpack with vines. In this way, she didn't have to hold Shuang'er in her arms, and she was also safe. Shuang'er was not fat and weighed very little. She didn't feel heavy when carrying her on her back or holding her in her arms while walking for a distance. She had a bamboo basket behind her, so she held the child in front and could kiss her at any time.

Gu Yiheng was still moving forward on the stretcher. The two guards carrying him tried their best to keep him flat, but the inevitable bumps still hurt Gu Yiheng's weak body. This was because Ye Jiu nurtured him every day, otherwise his arm might have been broken by just one bump, as his tendons, veins and bones were all extremely fragile.

Gu Yiheng now feels that his breathing is not smooth. Ye Jiu noticed that Gu Yiheng's face was not right, so she stuffed a pill into his mouth and poured some spiritual spring water. This time, it was better. After taking a breath, Gu Yiheng found that the feeling of shortness of breath was gone, and the unbearable pain began to gradually ease, and even his wrists and ankles began to tingle. The fine numbness and itching reminded him of the feeling of the wound healing quickly. He didn't know what he had eaten. Ye Jiu would not tell him that this was the essence of the medicine extracted from the wood-type supernatural power and her wood-type energy, which could relieve pain. As her supernatural power upgraded, this energy would eventually have a similar effect on cultivators like spiritual energy.

Gu Yiheng used his eyes to hint to Ye Jiu that he felt better, then he closed his eyes and fell asleep. Ye Jiu held Gu Yiheng's hand and used his wood-based supernatural power to comb Gu Yiheng's meridians as they walked. The intersection points of the meridians where the poison was entrenched gradually changed color. After a while, sweat broke out on Ye Jiu's forehead. She retracted her supernatural power, took out the water bag and drank a few sips. Ye Jiu's complexion gradually improved. She walked towards the old lady. The old lady was on the back of her grandson Gu Qingfeng today, with a huge vine basket with a quilt inside to lean on. The swaying rhythm made the old lady fall asleep again. In her drowsiness, the old lady had a dream. She dreamed of three babies calling her grandmother. She looked at the three little faces with surprise. They didn't look like Shuang'er and Zhen'er. The more she looked at them, the more familiar their eyes became. When she woke up and opened her eyes, she saw Ye Jiu standing in front of her. The old lady suddenly realized that Ye Jiu's eyes were exactly the same as the eyes of the babies in the dream. This was a beautiful dream. The old lady thought it was a good omen, so she smiled at Ye Jiu lovingly.

Ye Jiu handed the water bag to the old lady. This water bag was another one. Everyone thought it was the same one. After drinking the water, the old lady had some strength and said, "Heng'er is lucky to have Wuyang, otherwise we don't know what to do. The sky has fallen on our family and we don't know anything. We have nothing on us. If we eat steamed bread all the way, I'm afraid everyone will collapse. Good child, you have good days ahead in the future. I have hope in my heart. Are you tired? How about letting Qingfeng carry you?" No, mother, I'm fine. I eat well every day and have strength to walk. I can do it.

Gu Qingfeng walked while secretly looking at his aunt. He found that his aunt looked better. It was unreasonable that his aunt looked better and better after such a difficult journey.

But Gu Qingfeng thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out. Later he concluded that it was because his aunt liked to eat roasted fruits, and the color of the fruits dyed her face red.

The child's mentality, he is eight feet tall, with a handsome face, and his handsome face changes expression from time to time. His mother Zhang is soft-hearted and does not have the kind of harsh criticism towards children. From childhood to now, Xiao Qingfeng has grown up in the full love of the palace. Except for the second aunt Xu who does not like him, everyone else wants to hold him and play. Gu Qingfeng, who was spoiled and grew up, has always been smooth sailing and is the eldest grandson. He is the treasure of the old lady and is led wherever he goes. This child has not grown up crooked. He has a good character, is filial and hardworking. He can't sit idle at ordinary times. He sits down to read books when he has time. However, he does not read the Four Books and Five Classics. He likes to read unofficial history and strange stories. All kinds of strange books have caught his eyes and heart. Gu Qingfeng took out dried shrimps while walking, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed a few bites and swallowed them, took out another one and chewed and swallowed it, repeating the same action. Ye Jiu was amused and took out the roasted dried fish from the space and gave it to Gu Qingfeng. His eyes lit up instantly. This is exactly the same as his second uncle's foodie attribute. Gu Qingfeng was surprised to find a strange fragrance in the dried fish. He didn't know that it was the smell of spiritual energy. He just knew that eating a few bites of this dried fish would make him no longer tired of carrying his grandmother on his back. With a backpack, he didn't have to support his grandmother. He liked to eat snacks when he had nothing to do. In ancient times, snacks were all candied fruits, dried fruits, and cooked nuts made by relatives. He liked the dried shrimps made by his aunt very much. Yesterday, the smell of roasted shrimps spread to the people in the woods, and everyone was drooling. They ate the steamed bread with the smell, which made them feel very depressed. The roasted fish made the officers full. The other exiled prisoners didn't know how to fish. Some of them went to the stream to find some snails, and went to the edge of the forest to pick a few purslane, and roasted some to eat. The taste was terrible, fishy, ​​bitter and sour, but it was better than the steamed bread, and it was much more filling. A woman also found potatoes, dug them out and roasted them by the fire, and the family had a good meal.