Traveling through 1942 with space

"Brother, I also want to slow down, but I can't stop eating! This roasted rat is so delicious." In less than five minutes, Xiao Shuanniu had gobbled up the roasted rat, even the crispy bones were not spared.

"You are like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, not being able to taste anything.

Here, you can eat the mouse head and tail as well." Hou Xiaoge couldn't eat these two parts, so he gave them to the little guy.

"Brother, what's this like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit?" The little guy didn't dislike it. He took the mouse head and threw it directly into his mouth, eating it up with a crunch.

"The story of Zhu Bajie eating the ginseng fruit is a myth. I'll tell you the story when I have time. It's very interesting." Journey to the West is a children's dream love book, and Hou Xiaoge plans to tell it to the little one when he has time.

"Okay, Shuanniu likes to listen to stories the most. My mother used to tell me stories before going to bed at night. But, but my mother is no longer here. I heard from Ergou next door that my mother was sold.

"Wow, woooo, woooo, woooo!" This touched the softest part of the little guy's heart, and Xiao Shuanniu burst into tears.

It was not until this moment that Hou Xiaoge realized that Xiao Shuanniu was a child of five or six years old who needed parental love.

"Okay, okay, Shuanniu, don't cry anymore. When we live a good life in the future, come and find mom, okay?" Hou Xiaoge hugged the little guy who was crying breathlessly and comforted him softly.

"Brother, is it true? Can mother and sister really come back?"

At this moment, the little guy's black cheeks were covered with snot and tears, and only a pair of dark and innocent eyes were staring at Hou Xiaoge expectantly.

"Really, I will definitely help you find mom and the others. But I have lost my memory now. After dinner, tell me about our family. Come, have some porridge." Hou Xiaoge smiled and poured a small half of the cooked oatmeal porridge into the little guy's wooden bowl.

"Well! I will tell my brother about mom and them after I finish my meal. Mom is so nice! We used to raise chickens at home, and mom would give me scrambled eggs every few days. They were so delicious." The little guy smacked his lips as he spoke, recalling the beautiful scenes in his few memories.

"Haha! Brother, can I let Xiao Shuanniu eat eggs in a few days?" Hou Xiaoge touched the little guy's head.

"it is good!"

After the little guy finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Hou Xiaoge, but concentrated on the oatmeal porridge in the bowl.

Looking at the little fellow slurping along the edge of the bowl because it was hot, Hou Xiaoge felt deeply impressed by the maturity of people of this generation.

Because the wheat was not peeled before being cooked into porridge, it tasted hard and a bit prickly, but both of them enjoyed it very much. After all, who can dislike a bowl of cloudy wheat porridge in this day and age!

There is a saying that goes, when people are hungry, the greatest happiness is to have a full meal. At this moment, the two brothers, who were full and satisfied, leaned against the wall of the cave with their luggage, feeling indescribably satisfied.

"Shuanniu, tell me about our family's situation and when we started fleeing." Hou Xiaoge asked, hugging the little guy's shoulders.

"Brother, I only know that our father's name is Hou Laoer, our mother's name is Maimiao, our eldest sister's name is Zhuxiang, our second sister's name is Pandi, your name is Heiwa, my name is Shuanniu, and we have a little sister named Yulan, who died this spring." The little guy looked aggrieved and counted the people in his family with his fingers.

Hou Xiaoge was stunned when he heard that he was called Heiwa. But it was normal to think about it. In this era, it was easier to live with a cheap name. Heiwa was better than Gouwa.

Besides, he is now as lecherous as Ah San, so calling him Heiwa is appropriate. However, what makes Hou Xiaoge satisfied is that he still has the surname Hou, at least he is an ancestor and he doesn't need to change his surname.

"Then where did our father go? And who sold our mother? And what about our two sisters?" Hou Xiaoge asked.

"Our father was conscripted while looking for food a few days ago, and it was Goudan's father who escaped and came back to tell us about it.

Our mother sold herself because she was afraid that we couldn't survive.

The eldest and second sisters couldn't survive either, so they were sold to the county town by their father. Goudan's mother and others said that they were bought by some building.

"Brother, I miss my parents and my older sisters, wuwuwu!" the little guy sobbed, wiping his tears.

After listening to Xiao Shuanniu's words, Hou Xiaoge felt a little upset. This was simply the start of hell!

My cheap dad has been drafted into the army, so it seems like he can't be counted on anymore. These days, draftees are just cannon fodder, and the hope of survival is too slim.

As for my cheap mother, she was probably sold to other places. After all, a middle-aged woman could not be sold at a high price in a disaster-stricken area, so she could only be sold to other places.

Fortunately, the remaining two sisters were sold to the local area, but as soon as Hou Xiaoge heard the name of the building, she knew it was not a good place.

But I just heard from Xiao Shuanniu that the two sisters should not be very old. The eldest sister should be only twelve years old, and the second sister is only ten years old this year, only one year older than myself. If I make some plans, I should still be able to rescue them.

After some consideration, Hou Xiaoge finally came up with a short-term goal.

"Shuanniu, brother, give us a good name! Calling us Shuanniu and Heiwa all the time doesn't sound good.

My name is Hou Xiaoge, and your name is Hou Xiaotong, or Tongtong." Hou Xiaoge said, touching the little guy's head.

"Xiaotong, Tongtong, that sounds nice. From now on I will call myself Hou Xiaotong, and never Shuanniu again."

When the little guy heard that he had a nice name, he jumped for joy, and the sadness just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Heiwa, Shuanniu, where are you? If you hear anything, let Erda know." The two brothers were lying in the cave to reduce their activity when they heard several voices from outside the cave.

"Brother, we didn't tell Erda that we were going out this morning. It should be Erda who came to find us." Xiao Shuanniu jumped up from the mattress and ran outside.

When Hou Xiaoge heard the word Erda, he knew that the person coming should be his father's younger brother, so he stood up and walked out of the cave.

"Erda, we are here." Xiao Shuanniu ran out of the cave and quietly waved to two figures not far away.

"Why did you run out of the village, kid? There are wolves eating people outside the village! And where is your brother?" The middle-aged man walked quickly to Xiao Shuanniu and said angrily.

"Erda, my brother caught two mice this morning, and we ate them secretly here, hehe!" The little guy said happily while touching his belly.

"Wow! Shuanniu, Brother Heiwa is so awesome. Are there any mice left? I'm very hungry and want to eat some too." The little boy next to Erda said with envy.

"Haha! All the rat meat has gone into my stomach. Also, brother Heidan, don't call me Shuanniu in the future. My brother gave me a new name. From now on, call me Hou Xiaotong, Tongtong." The little guy twisted his face proudly.

Heidan, who was about six or seven years old, was so hungry that his bones were visible on his face. When he heard that all the mice had been eaten, his face was full of disappointment.

"I got it, Tongtong!" the little guy said weakly.

In this era, Hou Xiaoge has always felt insecure and never thought well of others. Just now, when Xiao Shuanniu was talking to Erda, Hou Xiaoge was secretly observing at the entrance of the cave.

At first, Erda was excited when he heard about the mouse, but he looked regretful when he heard that it was eaten by the two brothers. However, the regretful expression disappeared in an instant, and he turned to remind the little guy to be careful.

With Heidan making jokes on the side, Hou Xiaoge initially concluded that Erda could be trusted.

"Eida!"

Hou Xiaoge walked slowly up to the few people and greeted them with a smile.