Escape from famine: Daddy stands up, Dali girl lies down

"Little sister, is grandpa feeling better?" Lin Hongyi came in trembling and asked.

He carefully tied the cloth curtain at the cabin door, and seeing his little sister pecking at the rice like a chicken, he quickly shut up.

The bumpy raft was like a cradle, lulling the old and the child into a deep sleep.

Lin Hongyi reached out his hand and touched the old man's forehead, and then he felt relieved.

He covered the curled-up Lin Shu with a quilt.

Put on a sheepskin coat and a felt hat, and wash your face with cold water to wake yourself up.

They crawled out of the tent and became night watchmen, one old and one young.

Baozi looked at his sleeping master with concern, then followed Lin Hongyi in a heroic manner.

[At this critical moment, it also wants to protect its little master. ]

...

The waning moon was in the sky, and its pale moonlight illuminated the rushing flood.

A lonely boat floats between heaven and earth, desolate and empty.

A sense of eeriness and terror suddenly arose, greatly testing the boy's heart.

Lin Hongyi glanced at the tent behind him, where his closest relatives were, and at his feet was the loyal Baozi.

He is a blessed man, even though he is alone in the flood.

"We will definitely be able to reach shore safely." Lin Hongyi swore to the waning moon.

After swearing, when he saw the pale faces in the flood again, the panic in his heart slowly faded away.

The more you see floating corpses in floods, the more numb you become.

A sentence suddenly popped up in Lin Hongyi's mind, "Life and death are determined by fate, and fortune and wealth must be sought in danger."

Nearly twenty rolls of cloth were salvaged during the day, all of which were silk and muslin.

He glanced at the silk tent and thought to himself that it was a good thing his mother was not here.

Otherwise, their ears will suffer again.

Lin Hongyi looked at the pile of cotton cloth and grinned foolishly. How many sets of clothes would it take to make them?

He was so happy just thinking about it. As a country boy, he would be very satisfied as long as he had new clothes to wear.

Soaked clothes are always better than patched clothes, he is not picky at all.

The three boxes that were fished out were all locked, and he had no time to break them open, so he had to wait for his younger sister to open them together.

After realizing this, he started working as a salvager under the waning moon.

When the floating corpse approached the raft, Lin Hongyi pushed it away with an expressionless face.

...

"Squeak~squeak~"

A wet rat climbed onto the raft, rubbed its paws triumphantly, and ran stealthily into the tent.

'whoosh~'

A huge monster landed in front of the wet rat and pinned it down with one claw.

"Squeak~"

The rat was caught in the wet, with only its head exposed, and it struggled and protested hard.

'Squeak...'

"Woo~"

The dog talked to the rat, and Lin Hongyi said he couldn't understand the animal language.

Seeing that Baozi had the absolute upper hand, he stopped intervening.

"Squeak~squeak~squeak~"

The drowned rat's eyes were filled with panic, and he begged with his paws clasped together.

Baozi didn't take the little thing seriously at all, his eyes were full of contempt.

It is the good cub of the little master.

Just because of this ugly thing, you still want to be its younger brother.

It's almost like you're dreaming.

Look at how I, Uncle Bao, am going to kill you, little thing.

...

Lin Shu woke up alertly, touched the old man's forehead, and then touched her own forehead.

"Huh, the fever has subsided."

"My dear grandson, grandpa must have scared you!" Wu Yidao said tiredly with his eyes open.

He just felt sore and weak all over, and seeing his beloved grandson standing in front of him, he knew that he was sick.

I am old and useless, and I am causing trouble for my lovely grandchildren.

"Grandpa caught a cold after being soaked in the flood, but his fever has subsided now.

Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" Lin Shu said with a smile.

She helped the old man sit up, put a quilt under his back, and put a sheepskin coat on him.

He tucked in the corners of the quilt carefully and poured a bowl of warm water over.

"Grandpa, drink a bowl of water first to moisten your throat."

Old man Wu took the warm water with sore eyes and drank it all, looking at Lin Shu lovingly.

"My dear grandson, you have worked hard. Grandpa has a bad taste in his mouth and wants to eat something light.

It would be even better if there was cold beer and roast lamb."

Well, the old man is craving for that piece of meat.

"Arrange it!" Lin Shu said readily.

As long as the old man is willing to eat, it means that his illness is almost cured.

He moved the small square table over and waved his little hand over it.

A bottle of cold beer, a plate of grilled lamb skewers, a plate of hand-pulled lamb, and a dish of pickled cucumbers.

With delicious food in front of you, all the sour, weak and powerless feelings are forgotten.

The old man didn't even wipe his hands, he grabbed the mutton skewer and chewed it till it was all the way down, chewing it with a bang.

"This is the taste. One mouthful will cure all diseases."

Wu Yidao praised the food as he ate, and his face turned rosy as he ate from both sides.

Lin Shu scooped up a bowl of rice and a small pot of wild boar meat soup, leaving no space left on the small square table.

"Grandpa, you eat, I'll go get my eldest brother to come in and have a rest."

"Well, I'll take your place after Grandpa finishes eating."

After eating half full, Wu Yidao felt that all his strength had returned.

Of course, I don’t want to tire out my lovely grandchildren.

...

The drowned rat lay dying on the raft, raising its front paws in surrender, but received no sympathy.

"Woo~"

Baozi held the rat's tail in the wet, and swung it around.

The drowned rat, which was already breathing its last breath, had its eyes rolled back and white foam flowing out of its pointed mouth.

[Squeak, squeak, squeak~ Life is so hard for rats! 】

"Baozi, what are you doing!"

With a loud shout, Baozi was so scared that he quickly spit out his tail.

"Puff puff puff~" He spitted continuously and used his paws to dip water to wash his mouth.

It's like encountering something dirty.

Lin Shu took the flashlight and looked over suspiciously, and saw a little mouse whose fur had been knocked out by playing with it.

He was foaming at the mouth, and the funny thing was that his eyes were rolling up.

She raised her foot and kicked it, saying with sympathy.

"Why did you pick on Baozi when you could pick on anyone else? You're just asking him to play with you!"

[All my clan members were killed by you. I just wanted to find a place to stay, but I didn't expect to offend such a big devil. ]

[My life as a rat is too hard. Please give me a chance to live because I am so pitiful! ]

Lin Shu could only see the rat's claws and pointed mouth moving slightly in the water, but she had no idea what it was saying.

Just think of this guy as his last struggle before death.

"Woof woo~ woof woo~"

Baozi nodded and shook his head and stood in front of his little master, determined not to let the little master sympathize with this ugly thing.

Lin Shu looked at Baozi scrutinizingly, this guy is behaving abnormally!

She shone the flashlight on the dog and the rat, stroked her chin and nodded.

"Baozi, I'm leaving this wet rat to you. Don't kill it."

In order to add some fun to the dull drifting life, Lin Shu decided to keep the little mouse as amusement.

"Squeak~"

The rat in the hot water turned over and got up, holding its front paws and bowing to Lin Shu.

"Not bad, not bad, you are still a drowned rat who only understands human nature.

Perform well and you will have no worries about food and drink."

Lin Shu nodded with satisfaction and stopped paying attention to the two.

With Baozi as the boss around, no matter how capable the rat is, it won't be able to do anything.

She took the bamboo pole from Lin Hongyi and drove the man into the tent.

While salvaging floating objects under the waning moon, corpses occasionally drifted in front of the raft.

Lin Shu shook her shoulders and decided to open the blind box honestly.

It's not that she is timid, it's just that it's really scary.

A pile of salvaged items has a certain impact on the load-bearing capacity of the raft.

It’s a good time to take advantage of the night to store some useful things into the space.