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

Now those three people have also become loyal fans of sanitary napkins.

This is a consumable item, and Song Paner doesn't have much in stock, only three boxes. It won't be used for long, so she has been reluctant to take it out and exchange it.

However, she would have to stock up more when trading with others in the future, including consumables such as toilet paper, toilet paper, and wet wipes.

After the ice jelly finally cooled down, everyone found a slightly shady dead tree forest to stop and rest.

Song Pan'er was helped by Zhenzhu to get off the old donkey's back.

Now that the weather is even hotter, she is reluctant to let the old donkey pull the cart, for fear that its old arms and legs will be tired out.

Yang Shaochun and Cuiyu set up a rag for sun protection, and everyone put plastic sheeting under the rag, and then each laid out their own straw cushion.

"Oh, how come it becomes like this after being left to cool? It's not ice at all..." Song Dahe looked at the translucent ice jelly in the steel pot and couldn't help but want to poke it with his finger out of curiosity, but Qian Jinfeng slapped him on the back of his hand.

After Ms. Qian finished scolding her husband, she turned to look at her daughter and said, "Pan'er, look at this, how do we do this?"

Song Pan'er put down the straw bag she had been carrying, which contained frozen ice cubes and small ingredients.

Zhenzhu took a palm-leaf fan and fanned her again and again.

Song Pan'er glanced at the ice jelly in the steel pot, raised her hand, and Zhang Honghua handed her a clean big spoon.

After scooping some water out of the steel pot, she found that the ice jelly had already formed. She quickly signaled Cuiyu to go to the cart and bring over the cans of boiled brown sugar water.

Cui Yu went there happily and came back with a sealed glass jar in a short while.

This jar was used by Song Paner when she ate canned yellow peaches. It is perfect for storing brown sugar water.

Seeing her father staring at her eagerly, Song Pan'er decided to make a bowl for her father first.

"Old Song, give me the bowl."

Song Dahe smiled happily and handed over his large bowl.

Song Pan'er first used tongs to pick up some crushed ice and spread it on the bottom of the bowl, then scooped on ice jelly, three or four spoonfuls of brown sugar water, and sprinkled on chopped hawthorn, chopped peanuts and raisins.

Just as she handed it to her husband, Mr. Song, Ms. Qian handed over the large bowl.

Song Pan'er had no choice but to use the same trick again and give her mother a bowl as well.

"This is too cold, you can't eat too much. One bowl per person is enough." She finished her own bowl and gave the spoon to Zhang Honghua.

Zhang Honghua had already watched how it was done, so she was responsible for making the ice jelly for others.

Song Pan'er was holding her bowl, and before she had taken two bites, the old donkey came over and performed a "donkey roll" in front of her.

She was so pestered that she had no choice but to go to the cart and get the old donkey's water bowl, scooped several large spoonfuls of ice jelly into it, and poured a little brown sugar water.

Lao Lu just needed to taste it. She was afraid that Ms. Qian would scold her if she added too much brown sugar.

"Eat." After patting the old donkey's head, Song Pan'er could finally start to eat her own portion with peace of mind.

I heard a series of exclamations, and Old Song's voice was the loudest.

"This is so delicious! It's so cool and refreshing! I feel refreshed after eating it!"

"It melts in your mouth, it's a perfect way to beat the summer heat!"

"Is this food for immortals? It's so delicious!"

"..."

Song Paner remembered the disassembled juicer and decided to squeeze some juice to make popsicles.

In fact, she had considered doing some small business every time she went to the county town. She couldn't just go out without making any money.

But calculating the time, it seemed that things were about to get chaotic, otherwise she would not have objected when Lao Song wanted to recruit Lin Chengxiu into the team.

Their family needs protection.

Han County should have become an abandoned city by now, right?

……

……

When Song Pan'er and her family hurriedly left Han County, Song Xiaoshan was taking Song Fubao to visit jewelry shops in the city.

He planned to buy some equipment for himself and some gadgets for his sister Song Fubao.

[Anchor, this is too boring. There is nothing interesting to watch.]

Song Xiaoshan raised his eyebrows and replied on the screen with his mind: [Then what do you want to see? ]

A barrage of comments quickly flashed across the translucent screen: [I want to see the anchor conquer the world, rebel!]

[Yes, yes, yes! Streamer, hurry up and do something. I'll give you a big rocket!]

【…】

Song Xiaoshan did not communicate with the audience in the live broadcast room. His eyes were looking at the tightly closed city gate.

Song Fubao followed his gaze and his expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

At this time in their previous life, they had not yet reached Han County, but when they arrived at Han County, it had become a ruined city with corpses everywhere.

Later I heard that Han County became an abandoned city because the city gates were closed, which allowed refugees to attack and burn, kill and loot. I heard that the killing lasted for three days and countless people died.

Calculating the time, it should be these two days.

Song Fubao subconsciously picked her fingers, she didn't know whether she should mention this matter.

Since my eldest brother has also lived a second life, there is no reason for him not to know what happened in Han County.

But what was he going to do? Why didn't he just leave?

After buying things, Song Xiaoshan gave a wink to one of his most powerful guards.

The guard took the order and left, his figure gradually disappearing in the street.

Outside Han County, refugees have gathered and are discussing how to attack the city.

At this time, a man in a coarse cloth shorts came over, saluted the leading refugee, and then took out a letter from his arms and handed it over.

"Master Jin, my master said everything is ready, and we only need your help."

After saying that, Hu Er turned and left without looking back.

Jin Lingfeng made a "tsk" sound.

Song Yunshan is really cunning and he really won't suffer any loss.

He opened the letter in his hand, read the contents carefully, and then pulled out another piece of rice paper from the envelope. On it was drawn the route to Han County and the locations of the houses of various merchants in the city.

Jin Lingfeng curled the corners of his lips. If Song Yunshan wasn't really a talented person, he really didn't want to cooperate with such a person.

The people he most wanted to cooperate with were the Lin family. After all, the Lin family was famous for their loyalty and righteousness. Unfortunately, it was heard that they all died on the road to exile and not a single one survived.

Jin Lingfeng squinted his eyes, exhaled, and looked at the dilapidated city wall of Han County.

From today on, there is no turning back.

Unfortunately, he never thought of turning back.

137 members of the Jin family died tragically, and this blood feud must be avenged. He wants to overthrow the tyrant emperor from the throne to comfort the souls of all the members of the Jin family in heaven.

"Brothers! Follow me! Kill the corrupt officials and those rich people! Grab the food, and we'll never go hungry again!"

Jing Lingfeng's call attracted hundreds of responses.

"Kill the dog official! Rob the rich!"

"Kill the dog official! Rob the rich!"

"Kill the dog official! Rob the rich!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

That night, the fire in Han County burned all night.

Countless people were separated from their wives and children, and the whole country was in mourning.

Xue Ping'er was protected by Du Wu and escaped at full speed.

She looked back at the flames in the sky, her eyes filled with tears.

"Daddy... Ping'er will definitely avenge you..."

……

……

Its daybreak.

Song Pan'er sat up, and Zhenzhu and Cuiyu immediately brought a basin of water to help her wash her face and brush her teeth.

She stipulated that everyone in the team must pay attention to personal hygiene to prevent epidemics.

Nowadays, everyone has developed the good habit of brushing teeth and washing face after getting up in the morning.

Of course, the premise is that there is no shortage of water.

Every night before going to bed, she would carry out two buckets of water to make it convenient for everyone to wash and cook the next morning.

This morning everyone had cabbage and meat buns, which Zhang Honghua had steamed early in the morning. The cabbage and meat were chopped into small pieces, with a thin skin and large fillings. The buns sizzled with oil when you took a bite, and the delicious taste was enough to make you faint!

The meat bun was very big, and Song Paner was full after eating only half of it.

She wrapped the remaining half in oil paper and planned to put it in the supermarket under the cover of her straw bag, and take it out to eat when she was hungry.