The whole family travels through time: escape from famine! No cheat codes yet!

First, teach them to start weaving according to the seven-strand braid style. A straw hat requires about eight or nine meters of straw rope, while a child only needs about five or six meters.

Considering that there is only more than an hour of rest time at noon, it is obviously impossible to finish weaving a straw hat.

Before leaving, Shen Youyou told her brothers and sisters that they could continue braiding the seven braids in the car.

After all, the corn has been rubbed almost completely, and there is no more corn hanging outside.

The remaining corn had been put into the carriage.

When they set out again, Shen Zhiqiu was responsible for taking care of Shen Luming, while Li Jingshu also joined Shen Youyou and started weaving straw hats together.

After the seven-strand braided grass rope is about nine meters long,

The next step is to start from the bottom, wrap the braided straw rope around the circle, and sew it in circles with needle and thread to secure it.

As long as the straw hat reaches the ideal height, you can start sewing the brim, but pay special attention to keeping the brim parallel during this process.

Among the group of people, Shen Changshuan was the first one to wear a straw hat, which made everyone envious.

There was no way Shen Youyou was the most skilled, and the straw hats in the hands of the others were still half-finished products.

Grandpa Shen felt very happy on the rest of the journey, and it felt like his face wasn't so sunburned anymore.

The other men would ask their sons, daughters, or grandchildren in the carriage when the straw hats would be ready.

Shen Youyou has already started compiling the second one.

"Why do I feel like Luming is starting to have a fever again?"

Shen Zhiqiu touched his son's forehead. Shen Luming's face was red at this time and he couldn't be awakened no matter how hard he called him. It was as if he was having a nightmare. He kept calling for his father, mother and sister while crying.

The mother and daughter had stopped making straw hats a long time ago. Li Jingshu held her son in her arms, hating the two robbers in her heart.

I just took the medicine, and it hasn't been four hours yet. I can't continue taking medicine.

Shen Youyou could only continue wiping her brother's body.

Shen Luming was indeed having a nightmare, and he was so miserable in the dream. Before he fled the famine, his parents and sister had already passed away.

Grandpa Li took Da Hu and Er Hu and buried them next to their grandfather, and then fled the famine with the three of them.

Because of the death of his parents, he fell ill again.

It was several days later when Grandpa Li brought them to Shenjia Village.

When we arrived at Shenjia Village, we found that there were no grandparents, no other family members, and no clan members. Only a charred ruin was left.

Grandpa Li didn't dare to take them to stay for too long, so they could only keep walking north.

They encountered many soldiers and officers, and Grandpa Li died in order to let them go first.

Later, Dahu and Erhu took him away. He was covered in wounds, and Dahu's wounds began to fester.

Because he didn't bring much water, Dahu refused to eat or drink.

Before he died, he instructed Erhu to take him to the territory of King Yan.

The two of them buried Dahu while crying.

Erhu carried him on his back without much food or water. He ate wild grass roots and tree bark, leaving all the dry food for him.

I didn't dare walk on the flat road because there were soldiers arresting people everywhere.

Many people even volunteered to join the army just to have water to drink and moldy dry food to eat.

Although Shen Luming is young, he has experienced so much and he knows.

If Erhu hadn't been dragged down by himself, he would have joined the army. At least he would have known how to fight and survive.

In his dreams, he told Erhu countless times not to worry about him and to join the army!

No matter how much he cried, Erhu refused to leave.

They kept walking through the mountains, and sometimes Erhu would suck the blood out of his prey after catching it.

Because even if we could find some water, it was very little.

Erhu didn't dare to take himself too deep into the mountains, for fear of encountering tigers or wolves, and that one person wouldn't be able to protect him.

Because of the severe drought in the past two years, there are very few prey in the mountains, and the prey that is finally caught is very skinny.

Even so, they still encountered a wild boar, and Erhu's wounds not only did not heal, but became more and more severe.

When they finally reached the territory of King Yan after climbing over many mountains and passing through continuous mountain ranges, he thought they were all alive and saved.

Unexpectedly, Erhu put him on the ground, stuffed the banknotes into his arms, and said to him with his last bit of strength: Live!

Then Erhu also left, leaving only the little Luming alone.

He used the dagger on his body to dig a hole bit by bit, and it took him three whole days to bury Erhu.

She fainted from crying beside Erhu's grave.

The family of three was stunned, looking at Shen Luming's little mouth mumbling non-stop, saying intermittently:

"They are all dead. My parents are dead..."

"Shenjia Village is gone. It was burned down..."

"Grandpa Li is dead, Da Hu is dead..."

"The conscripts are coming, run!"

"There are soldiers here, go up the mountain!"

"Woohoo! There's no water. Woohoo! Erhu is dead too."

The five-year-old Shen Luming saw everything in his dream and cried:

"No, it's not like that, woo woo woo! Dad, mom, and sister, woo woo, where are you? Lu Ming is so scared of being alone!"

Li Jingshu hugged Shen Luming and cried distressedly:

"Don't be afraid, Bao'er. Dad, mom, and sister are here. Dahu, Erhu, and Grandpa Li are all here too. Shenjia Village is not on fire. It's not on fire."

Shen Luming struggled and shouted:

"Don't take my banknotes, my banknotes, woo woo!"

This scared the family of three so much that even Da Hu, the driver, lifted the curtain and asked several times.

Shen Youyou swallowed, her little heart beating wildly.

Shen Zhiqiu felt his scalp tingling, and looked at his daughter.

They both saw from each other's eyes: Is he talking nonsense because of a fever? Or is he dreaming of his past life?

"What are you two still standing there for? Hurry up and call in Doctor Guo!"

Li Jingshu was almost going crazy with anxiety, but the father and daughter were still staring at each other. Didn’t they know what the serious matter was?

The main reason was that she saw her son was in so much pain that she didn't think too much about it. Her son was all in her mind and eyes, and she couldn't wake him up even though he had a fever.

He immediately stopped the convoy and asked Doctor Guo to take a look.

Doctor Guo hurriedly carried his medicine box and got on their carriage.

After watching it, he said: I want to give Shen Luming a scraping treatment.

There are so many things in the carriage that it is too crowded.

The two of them rode on a horse, and Shen Youyou brought his father with him so that it would be easier for them to talk.

"What happened to Luming?" Old Lady Hua and Grandpa Shen asked anxiously.

"I have a fever and a nightmare. Grandpa Guo is checking on me."

Shen Youyou didn't dare to say anything else, this matter was too scary.

No matter what happened, the father and daughter need to figure it out first.

"Dad, what do you think is wrong with my little brother?"

The father and daughter rode their horses away from the crowd and spoke.

"Is it possible that nothing happened and I was just frightened by those two bastards?"

Shen Zhiqiu said hesitantly.

"Then who told him to burn down the village? And the order of the people to die, first the three of us, then Grandpa Li, then Da Hu, and Er Hu?"

"Who else has mentioned the word 'banknote' to him? Can you recall if anyone has mentioned it to him before?

The most frightening thing is, if the three of us hadn’t come here before escaping the famine, wouldn’t the original family of three have all died?”

Dad, I think you can probably guess what I've been through right now?

Shen Zhiqiu looked at the back of her daughter's head. What's the matter? Can you still restore the truth just because of a few words?