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

"Whoo~"

Lin Erzhuang emerged from the water, exhaled a long breath, and swam hard towards the pig in the water.

"Alas, the pig has become bloated and cannot be eaten." Blacksmith Wang, with sunken cheeks, said regretfully.

The big commotion here attracted the attention of everyone on the flower boat.

Many people couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they saw the pigs on the water, but no one moved.

Because they knew that the pig had gone bad and could not be eaten.

More importantly, many of them don't have the courage to jump.

Not everyone can snatch food during a flood.

Many times, you can go down but can’t come up.

There wasn't much food on the boat to begin with, and with so many people on board, no matter how economical they tried, it would eventually run out.

A bowl of porridge so thin that you can see your reflection in it every day can sustain life, and the water you drink is a fixed amount of rootless water.

...

When he was about to get close to the pig, Lin Erzhuang took a deep breath and dived into the water.

Visibility was very low in the muddy flood, and he could only vaguely see a few shadows as tall as a person moving.

He suddenly leaped over and grabbed the nearest shadow's head tightly.

When my hands grabbed the fish gills like pliers, I felt ecstatic.

Lin Erzhuang turned over and rode on the back of the black shadow, kicking his legs hard to float to the surface.

"Oh my God! What a big fish!" Blacksmith Wang shouted loudly.

"Gu~dong~"

Everyone swallowed uncontrollably and rushed to the side of the boat, some even wishing they could take it for themselves.

Di Yanqing, who was at the helm, noticed that the boat was tilting to one side. His face changed slightly and he shouted.

"Di Cheng, tell them that if they don't want to die, then go back to where they were."

"Yes, son."

Di Chenggong obeyed the order, drew his sword and shouted to everyone.

"Those who don't want to die, stand back in place. The boat is about to capsize."

At the critical moment of life and death, personal safety took precedence, and everyone returned to their original positions, looking back every few steps.

They were already thinking of all kinds of delicious fish-related dishes, and they were determined that the fish was theirs.

Suddenly, two ropes were thrown towards where Lin Erzhuang was, and Uncle Wu yelled.

"It's tied, let's pull it together."

Behind the two ropes stood the three uncles of the Wu family, the Wu Daming brothers and Wang Dali.

Blacksmith Wang rolled his eyes and signaled to his son to stand behind the Wu family.

The father and son crossed their arms over their chests and stared at everyone eagerly.

The women and children of the Bird's Nest team followed suit and formed a human wall, looking at the people on the boat with hostility.

"Di Cheng, go and help them." Di Yanqing said in a deep voice.

Thinking of the bean sprouts floating on the flood and disappearing without a trace, Di Yanqing's eyes dimmed.

In the end, he selfishly chose himself, and it was he who ungratefully pushed Bean Sprout into the abyss.

With Di Cheng coming forward to help, the people on the boat were envious and jealous, but they did not dare to act rashly.

Because they didn't want to be thrown into the flood.

...

With everyone working together, Lin Erzhuang and the big fish were pulled onto the boat.

Wu rushed forward with tears in her eyes and hugged the man tightly. Just as she was about to cry, she was frightened back by a look.

"Shu'er's father... change your clothes quickly."

"Don't cry, we have food."

Lin Erzhuang shivered and saw the red marks on her face. His eyes dimmed but he was too weak to pursue the matter.

With the help of Mrs. Wu, he changed into dry clothes and drank the hot tea brought by Di Cheng in one gulp.

"Thank you, brother."

"No need to thank me, it's all the Master's orders."

Di Cheng glanced at the still jumping black carp. It was a rare delicacy, and the masters and young masters loved it the most.

Lin Erzhuang glanced at the wheelhouse with complicated eyes and discussed it with his brothers-in-law.

In the end, half of this big fish weighing more than 50 kilograms was given to Mr. Di, and the other half was distributed to the Bird's Nest team.

After a while, the smell of fish soup wafted from the flower boat, and everyone stared at it eagerly.

His eyes, drooling, moved back and forth between the two pots.

There was a little kid who couldn't resist the temptation and cried for fish soup, but no one paid any attention to him.

Members of the Bird's Nest team formed a human wall in front of the pot, preventing outsiders from getting any closer.

Lin Erzhuang recovered and lowered his eyes to avoid all kinds of gazes.

He deeply realized that without his daughter's support, it would be too difficult to feed five mouths in this torrent.

Adding a pinch of coarse salt to the fish soup is like a delicacy for a hungry person.

Because Wang the blacksmith and his family offered to help, they were also given a small bowl of fish soup.

Shopkeeper Yuan was feeling very upset because he was too reserved to stand with the Wu family in time.

He couldn't stop swallowing his saliva when he smelled the delicious fish soup, but he was too embarrassed to open his mouth to ask for fish soup when he saw his little grandson crying and hiccuping.

Because he didn't have the face to ask for it.

When I was feeling regret and self-blame, a small bowl of fish soup suddenly appeared in front of me.

Shopkeeper Yuan looked in the direction of the hand that was holding the fish soup, his face immediately turned red with shame, and his eyes became sore.

"Brother Lin, I..."

"I won't say any more. This is all for the sake of the child." Lin Erzhuang said softly.

There are so many eyes watching him, he really can't get any more.

"Thank you very much!"

Shopkeeper Yuan took the fish soup with red eyes and made up his mind to always be on par with the Lin family.

He was moved by the unity of the Bird's Nest team. Manager Yuan knew very well that the reason he received special care was entirely because of that smart little girl.

It's a pity, God is jealous of talents!

I just hope we can meet one day.

...

After drinking some fish soup, the people on the flower boats came up with new ways to deal with the flood.

Inject new vitality into the boring and hopeless waiting.

From living on a bowl of porridge a day to eating until you are 50% full.

There was laughter and vitality on the flower boat, and everyone complained less about the drifting life.

As the sun rises and sets, everyone has long forgotten what time of the day it was.

"Mountain, there is a mountain ahead!"

Someone pointed ahead and shouted, immediately attracting a crowd of onlookers.

“Hahaha, there are mountains, there are mountains!”

"We can finally go ashore, God bless us!"

Lin Erzhuang also looked at the mountains in the distance excitedly, but the more he looked, the more familiar they looked.

Isn’t that the mountain where I met the shadow assassin at night?

Lin Erzhuang's shoulders slumped, and all the energy seemed to be drained from his body.

After going around in circles, we returned to the mountains in front of the city.

It’s a pity that there is no prophet, otherwise we wouldn’t have to go through so much trouble.

That way, my daughter won't get lost.

Lin Erzhuang looked at the Daqing Mountain in the distance and doubted whether his choice was correct.

The Daqing Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles. The mountains are high and steep, making them a good place to escape from war.

In order to find his daughter, Lin Erzhuang does not plan to leave Daqingshan for the time being.

He always believed that his daughter was still alive, and as long as he looked for her diligently, he would find her one day.

With the goal clarified, Lin Erzhuang's energy and spirit returned to normal and he began to look forward to the moment of landing.

The worry-free children screamed and ran around following the adults' exclamations.

In this happy moment, no one disliked the naughty child for his misbehavior.

Di Yanqing, who always had a stern face and showed no expression, now had a look of joy in his eyes and carefully drove the flower boat closer.

"Crack!"

There was an unpleasant creaking sound from the bottom of the boat, and I knew that the boat had run aground.

Di Yanqing estimated the distance between the two to be about a hundred meters.

Although it seems short, it is a chasm that is difficult to cross for ordinary people in the flood.