Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

Facts have proved that Qian Jinfeng does have some talent in riding a tricycle.

But in just a short time, she was able to ride back and forth properly.

Song Pan'er was overjoyed and discussed with them that each person would ride for a cup of tea, and then they would have to take over and rest in the truck bed.

Riding a tricycle to carry people in this kind of weather without taking frequent breaks would be too much for even a strong body.

Taking out a bottle of electrolyte water from a small supermarket, Song Paner asked her parents to drink some.

As the tricycle slowly moved forward, she began to look for the things she would need for cooking in the evening in the supermarket.

First you need an iron pot, then a steel pot.

At that time, you can cook porridge in a steel pot and bake some pancakes in an iron pot.

There were no fresh vegetables or meat in her small supermarket. The two large freezers only contained ice cream, some frozen dumplings and glutinous rice balls, as well as some bacon and sausages collected from the village. However, these things required a lot of water to wash, so it was obviously not suitable to take them out now.

Fortunately, there are still four large boxes of luncheon meat and several large boxes of eggs that can be used to supplement nutrition.

Eggs sell particularly well in town, so she bought a lot, at least tens of thousands.

Song Paner found a basket under the cash register that she had not thrown away when she bought the fruit basket. She put a dozen eggs in the basket, opened the bag of rice that she had just taken out, and filled a small bowl with a plastic bag. After thinking for a while, she went to the shelf and took out a bag of the oldest type of white sugar, and filled a little with the same small plastic bag. Finally, she did the same thing and filled two bowls of flour and a handful of salt.

After putting all these into the basket, Song Paner left the supermarket.

Song Dahe noticed that his daughter was motionless and ignored him when he spoke to her, as if she was distracted. He guessed that she was called by Guanyin to listen to the sutra again, so he didn't dare to disturb her. When the time came, he quietly changed places with Qian Jinfeng.

Qian Jinfeng climbed onto the truck bed and took over the job of holding an umbrella for the man and fanning her daughter.

Not long after, Song Pan'er's eyes focused and she called out, "Dad, Mom, let's have candied eggs tonight. Goddess Guanyin just taught me how to make them and gave me eggs and candy."

Song Dahe's eyes lit up and he swallowed unconsciously.

Although he had never eaten "sugar-water eggs", this one, which contained both "sugar" and "eggs", must be something extremely delicious.

He wanted to respond "yes" instinctively, but unexpectedly Qian Jinfeng grabbed his lower back.

"My daughter, you can eat the sugar-water eggs by yourself. You are still injured and need to nourish your body well." Qian Jinfeng smiled softly, and exerted slight force on her hands, pinching Song Dahe until he grimaced.

When she mentioned this, Song Pan'er realized that she needed to take medicine for the injury on her head.

Her eyes lost focus again and she entered the small supermarket.

After rummaging through the cash register drawer, I finally found half a box of amoxicillin in the corner of the drawer, in addition to a small amount of cash.

After picking out two pills and wrapping them in toilet paper, Song Pan'er took the medicine and a bottle of mineral water and left the space.

After taking the medicine with water, Song Pan'er saw Song Dahe staring at the toilet paper in her hand. She smiled and took the toilet paper to wipe the beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Goddess Guanyin gave me the medicine to save my life. She said I would recover quickly after taking it."

Qian Jinfeng's eyes lit up and she nodded happily, "I hope it gets better soon."

Otherwise, in such bad weather, she was really worried that her daughter wouldn't be able to survive.

The tricycle moved slowly forward. When it was getting dark, Song Dahe found a slope and parked the car.

"Let's stay here tonight. It's getting dark."

Song Pan'er nodded. She also thought this place was nice. This slope could provide some shade from the sun tomorrow morning.

She put the tricycle into the supermarket and took out a basket and two pans. Remembering that there was no oil needed for making pancakes, she took a 1L bottle of rapeseed oil and a bottle of sesame oil from the shelf.

"Mom, you make the pancakes and I'll make the sugared eggs." Song Pan'er took out three large bottles of mineral water with difficulty.

One bottle is used to make dough for pancakes, one bottle is used to make sugared eggs, and the rest is used to cook porridge.

She had it all planned out. After the porridge was cooked, she would put it in the supermarket so she could take it out and fill her stomach at any time.

Seeing their daughter so excited, Qian Jinfeng and Song Dahe looked at each other and did not discourage her enthusiasm.

Qian Jinfeng and Song Pan'er stayed where they were to build the stove, while Song Dahe went around looking for firewood.

Under the brilliant sunset, the family of three is busy, fulfilled and warm.

The three members of the family were all clumsy, so when Qian Jinfeng was kneading the dough, Song Pan'er cracked four eggs into it. The couple didn't say anything. She said she wanted to eat pancakes with more oil, so Qian Jinfeng actually used more oil when making the pancakes.

The water in the steel pot boiled. Seeing Song Pan'er's little hands like chicken claws holding the eggs and about to put them into the hot pot, Song Dahe wiped his hands with wet tissues and quickly took over the task of beating the eggs into the pot. Under his daughter's instructions, he beat the remaining six eggs into the pot.

Song Pan'er calculated the time, took out three bowls and a small stainless steel basin from the supermarket, and instructed Song Dahe to put the soft-boiled eggs into the bowls.

She took out a paper bag filled with sugar, shook it over three bowls, sprinkled sugar on them, and then added a few drops of sesame oil. The aroma made the couple salivate.

At this time, Qian Jinfeng's pancakes were also baked. Song Paner took out the small table she used to eat in the supermarket and placed it on the ground, and then took out two small plastic stools.

She was the only one in the supermarket and she didn't have any extra stools, so Song Dahe had to sit cross-legged on the ground.

Eating just the bread was not enough, so she took out a bag of kimchi from the shelf.

The aroma of sugar-coated eggs and egg pancakes filled the air, and Song Pan'er distributed chopsticks and spoons to the two of them.

"start!"

Song Pan'er habitually used a spoon to break a soft-boiled egg in the bowl into pieces and drank it together with the sugar water. After just two sips, when she looked up again, there was only one egg left out of the three eggs in Old Song's bowl.

Looking at Ms. Qian, her eating speed was just as fast, she devoured it like a whirlwind.

"Pan'er, what are you daydreaming about? Eat quickly!"

Seeing his daughter in a daze, Song Dahe hurriedly reminded her.

His eating speed was the result of actual practice at the Old Song family. The Old Song family has a large population and has not split up. If he eats a little slower, he may go from eating half full at every meal to just filling his stomach at every meal.

Song Pan'er nodded, no longer needed the spoon, and started to concentrate on eating with the bowl in her arms.

The pancakes baked by Qian Jinfeng are not thick, but they are quite large. She puts some kimchi on top, rolls it up, and takes a bite. It makes her appetite even better.

But Song Pan'er firmly refused to let them eat too much, because the three of them had not eaten any proper food for a while, and eating too much would easily cause diarrhea, so they were only allowed to eat half full.

"Goddess Guanyin said that given our current situation, we need to eat small meals frequently to take care of our bodies first. Once we are well, she will definitely let us have enough to eat." Song Pan'er put the things into the supermarket one by one, and then took out a large piece of plastic sheet from inside and spread it on the ground. Then she put the sour and smelly quilt on the cart under her and lay down on it.

She was reluctant to take out the mattress and quilt she had slept on the floor in the supermarket.

The conditions are difficult right now. I can’t take a shower and can only wipe my face, hands and feet with wet wipes.

Everyone stinks anyway, so don't look down on anyone else.

Lying in Qian Jinfeng's arms, Song Pan'er had a rare good sleep.

Maybe it was because I took the medicine, but I felt much better when I woke up the next day.

Song Dahe is not here, he must have gone to collect firewood, and Qian Jinfeng is still snoring.

The couple took turns keeping watch last night. Song Pan'er wanted her to sleep a little longer, so she got up quietly and went to the stove that had been built last night.

Let her take care of today's breakfast.

She decided to cook instant noodles!