Spring comes to the desperate place

After eating a small piece of compressed biscuits, Song Chunlin was already drowsy. With food in his stomach, Song Chunlin took out a straw cup and filled it with water. He covered the cup under his clothes and drank the water. At the end, he did not forget to find a bottle to fill with stream water and stuffed it into the baby's mouth under the cover of night. The baby was half asleep, but he knew how to suck. After drinking two sips, Song Chunlin stopped giving him water. He put away the bottle, patted the child gently, and then they fell asleep together.

Song Qinshi did not dare to sleep soundly all night. She came to check on the two children every once in a while. As a result, both of them were sleeping soundly. Song Qinshi was a little confused. She touched Song Chunlin's forehead and found that the child was just a little hot, but there was no more bleeding on the back of his head.

Song Qin was just a village woman. She thought that Song Chunlin was lucky to be alive after falling from such a high tree, hitting his head and bleeding so much. If it were someone else, they would have died long ago.

Song Chunlin had some vague feelings in his dream, but his body was unable to open his eyes due to the effects of the drugs.

In the dream, Song Chunlin was still standing on the ruins. He looked around carefully and finally found a sign under a pile of rocks. It was a sign of a milk tea shop that he used to like very much.

So the first thing Song Chunlin thought about after waking up from the dream was: At what age can a child drink milk tea?

He sat up slowly and looked around. It was dawn and most people were already awake. Before he could finish thinking about the world's difficult question of whether children can drink milk tea, Song Dazhuang had returned with a clay pot half filled with hot water. Song Qinshi and Song A-mo took out dry food biscuits from their bags. The biscuits looked very hard. Song Qinshi gave a piece of biscuit to a boy, who broke it into two halves and walked towards Song Chunlin with the biscuits in his pockets.

Song Chunsheng squatted in front of his brother and handed him the big piece: "Brother, eat it."

Song Chunlin looked at the small piece in his hand, thought for a while, and switched the positions of the two pieces of cake: "I'm not hungry, you eat the big one." After saying that, he stuffed the cake into his mouth.

The biscuit was so hard that Song Chunlin couldn't bite it off at once and even hurt his teeth. Song Chunsheng hurried to grab it.

"Don't bite it hard. This thing has been there for several days and it's getting harder. Don't hurt your teeth." Song Chunsheng shouted too late. Song Chunlin's eyes were filled with tears due to the pain.

Song Chunsheng held back his laughter and pried open his brother's mouth. When he found that there was nothing wrong, he took the small piece back. He didn't mind his brother's saliva and started eating directly.

"Keep it. If you can't finish it, put it in your pocket and take a bite when you're hungry."

Song Chunlin thought about it and it made sense, so he stopped refusing. The two brothers sat together obediently and ate bread. Song Dazhuang brought them some water. The small ceramic bowl was filled with half a bowl of water. Song Chunlin just saw the ceramic pot that Song Dazhuang brought. There was not much water in the half pot. He was afraid that he was given such a big bowl because he was a patient.

Song Chunsheng let his younger brother drink first. Song Chunlin was not really thirsty, so he pretended to take a sip, then looked at Song Chunsheng and drank a sip with great cherishment. When it was Song Chunlin's turn, he secretly poured some stream water into the bowl. So it took the two brothers a long time to finish this small bowl of water. After Song Chunsheng finished drinking, he looked at the ceramic bowl with a puzzled look on his face, while Song Chunlin continued to eat the biscuit with a guilty look on his face.

After breakfast, everyone started on the road. Song Chunlin and Song Xiaobao enjoyed the same treatment. They lay on the wheelbarrow and let Song Dazhuang push them, while the rest of the people walked.

Song Chunlin didn't know where they were going. His head was dizzy from the shaking of the wheelbarrow. The ancient roads were not as easy to walk on as the modern ones. They were bumpy everywhere, not to mention the scorching sun that made people dizzy. It was almost evening when Song Chunlin crossed through yesterday. He didn't expect the sunlight to be so strong during the day. No wonder Song Qinshi covered his and Song Xiaobao's heads. It turned out that she was afraid that they would be blinded by the sun.

After walking unsteadily for most of the day, they were lucky enough to find a small pond around noon. There was still some water in the pond. The village chief arranged for every household to draw some water. Although they couldn't drink their fill, at least they wouldn't die of thirst.

While everyone was drawing water, Song Chunlin quietly approached the edge of the pool, stretched out a finger, and quietly poured water into it when someone was drawing water. Soon everyone's water bags were filled with water, but the water level in the pool had only dropped by half, with a small half left.

The village chief was very happy when he found this, thinking that this was a living spring, so he waved his hand and let everyone rest here, eat and drink their fill before continuing on their journey.

In order to preserve the reputation of the living spring water, Song Chunlin walked at the end and quietly poured water into the pool, and only stopped when the water level returned to two-thirds.

Song Dazhuang placed his family in a cool place. The bleeding from the back of Song Chunlin's head had stopped. The Song family members thought that the child was lucky and had no idea that this was actually the credit of the spiritual spring.

Lunch was still pancakes. Song Qin took out a bird's egg and beat it in hot water, then added some salt to make a bowl of soup. The patients Song Chunlin and Song Xiaobao each had a bowl as a nutritional supplement, and the others drank raw water.

Song Dazhuang and Song Chunsheng came back only after they had eaten their fill. They searched the surroundings and found quite a few wild vegetables. Song Qinshi and Song A'mo picked them up and put them aside to dry for later.

Song Chunlin secretly ate some compressed biscuits on the way. He was not hungry at noon and only ate half of a biscuit. Now he was holding the biscuit and watching the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law clean up, and listening to some gossip.

"Chunlin was not here when you went to look for him yesterday. Gensheng's father is a piece of shit. Gensheng's mother lived frugally all the way, but he was so good. Most of the food was taken away without any delay. I don't know what kind of magic potion that widow had given him." After saying this, Song Ammo looked around and finally found Widow Huang and her son in the corner. The mother and son were also eating, but they were not eating cakes, but rice porridge. Seeing this, Song Ammo sneered.

"We are in a hurry. How long can porridge keep us full? Don't be too hungry to ask a man to carry you halfway."

Song Chunlin turned his head curiously to look over, and seeing this, Song Qin turned his head back: "It's not a good thing, don't look at it, be good and finish the cake."

Song A-Mo continued, "You have to keep an eye on Chunsheng's father. Don't be like those idiots who flatter him and then empty his family's wealth and get kicked out anyway."

Song Qinshi was not afraid of this. Song Dazhuang was different from those who forgot their loyalty for the sake of beauty. She proudly put her hands on her waist and said, "If he dares, I will skin him alive."

Song Dazhuang, who was still eating, suddenly felt a chill on his back. He looked around but didn't find anything. He could only touch his head and continue eating the cake.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finally sorted out the wild vegetables. The team rested for an hour, avoiding the hottest part of the sun, and then they set off again.