The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

Although I am extremely tired now, the route is now completely disrupted.

Lu Qingqing had no choice but to replan the route.

However, their current location is far away from the Grand Canal.

If you want to get there, it will take at least more than a month.

Thinking of this, she once again greeted Prince Su's eighteen generations of ancestors a hundred times!

After a very motherly greeting, Lu Qingqing resigned herself to picking up the map and continued studying.

She studied both land and water routes.

After looking around, I think it would be faster to take the canal.

Two hours later, the two men set off again in their carriage.

However, this time, the two of them cleaned up the carriage.

Make room for a seat near the shaft of the cart.

One person drives the car while the other curls up in the car and sleeps.

In this way, I can barely catch up on some sleep.

But not long after we walked out, it started raining again.

This time, it was not a heavy rain like before.

Instead, it was a drizzle.

At first, Lu Qingqing, who was in a hurry, didn't take it seriously, thinking that this light rain would stop soon.

She simply moved the straw shed that was used to shelter from the rain from the carriage and placed it above the horses.

In this way, the horse pulling the cart and the person sitting on the shaft can be protected.

In addition, a straw raincoat was placed on the horse tied to the back of the carriage.

And so the carriage continued to move forward.

But after walking for more than half an hour, the rain showed no sign of stopping.

On the contrary, it is getting denser and denser.

The wind, carrying rain, blew in from the side.

Gradually, Lu Qingqing's body was also wet by the falling rain.

The straw raincoats of the horses following behind were all soaked by the rain.

Not to mention the ground.

The rain was falling so heavily that the water had no time to flow down and formed bays on the ground.

Fortunately, we are now running on the official road, not the small road we took some time ago.

Although this official road has many inlets and is bumpy to walk on.

But at least you don’t have to worry about a deep ditch or a big pit suddenly appearing ahead.

Therefore, even though it was raining, she still insisted on going on her way.

It's not that she is looking for trouble, it's just that she has estimated the time.

By now, the barbarians may have already reached the capital.

If they don't walk faster, they will probably run into the barbarians.

By that time, the situation of traveling will probably be even more difficult than it is now.

Lu Qingqing tried hard to stare at the route ahead, trying to discern the road conditions through the dense rain.

But even so, the carriage would shake several times every few meters.

When the carriage accidentally passed a slightly deeper pit, Old Man Zhuang, who was sleeping in the carriage, was thrown to the ground.

The smooth and shiny forehead hit the ground with a bang.

Old man Zhuang was in so much pain that he grimaced.

He finally understood the pain Qin Lang felt when he hit his head last night.

Now, he couldn't sleep either.

He covered his bruised forehead and stuck his head out to look.

Seeing that the rain was so heavy, Lu Qingqing's clothes were dripping with water.

Ignoring the headache, I hurriedly said:

"Qingqing girl, go to the carriage and change your clothes first.

Wearing wet clothes like this, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold."

As he said this, he was about to take the reins.

Lu Qingqing waved her hand and asked him to go back to the carriage.

The rain was falling so heavily that Old Man Zhuang couldn't see clearly.

If the carriage falls into a big hole, it would be fine to push it from the inside out, but we are afraid that the carriage will be damaged.

She couldn't just conjure a carriage out of thin air.

Besides, this old man is old after all.

If I get as wet as she does, I’m afraid I’ll catch a cold.

Seeing that he couldn't convince her, Old Man Zhuang had to go back to the carriage to protect Qin Lang.

But in fact, Qin Lang's position is slightly better than his.

Qin Lang was hit on the head when he was escaping before.

He was afraid that the collision would get worse, so he adjusted Qin Lang's position.

At this moment, he was almost surrounded by things.

In addition, the seat was fixed with cloth strips, so the head swayed from side to side with the carriage, which looked a bit uncomfortable.

Nothing else.

The carriage continued running until dusk, then turned onto a small road on higher ground to rest.

The two men got off the carriage wearing straw raincoats. A gust of wind blew and Old Man Zhuang shivered with cold.

Seeing this, Lu Qingqing frowned.

When she was driving during the day, she felt that the temperature seemed to have dropped.

At that time, I thought it was an illusion caused by my clothes being wet and hypothermia.

Now it seems that the temperature has really dropped.

In fact, after the rains a few days ago, the temperature is not as hot as before.

Although, every autumn rain brings a chill.

But it was raining today and the temperature dropped too quickly.

You know, in addition to the clothes they were wearing, the two of them were also wearing straw raincoats.

Lu Qingqing looked at Old Man Zhuang who was curled up, fearing that he would catch a cold.

We decided to make a fire and have a hot meal for dinner tonight.

In addition, the horse also needs to find a drier place.

Take a good rest and eat something to replenish your energy.

Traveling on this rainy day is particularly tiring.

At noon today, Xiaobai couldn't run anymore.

She changed to the horse she had just seized last night and ran for a while.

In the afternoon, it was replaced twice more.

That’s how we’ve managed to survive until now.

Now it seems that the rain has no intention of stopping.

If you want to rest well at night, you have to build a good defensive shelter.

She got into the carriage and took out two larger oilcloths.

She took a piece and gave one to Old Man Zhuang.

Two people, each on one side, started to build the waterproof shed.

First, fix one side of the oilcloth to the roof of the car, and then pull out a few long sticks from under the car and bury them in the ground.

Then, fix the middle of the oilcloth.

The remaining part of the oilcloth is then hung to the ground and fixed to the stick.

In this way, the carriage also has two sides to shelter from the rain.

At this moment, Old Man Zhuang was also building a shed for the two horses.

After the awning was completed, he pulled some hay from under the oilcloth covering the back of the carriage and spread it on the ground.

The little white horse, who was getting wet in the rain, saw that the shed was finally built.

Without waiting for Old Man Zhuang to pull the rope, he pulled the rope and nimbly got into the awning.

Old man Zhuang was stunned.

This little guy is smart enough!

Old Man Zhuang went to bring over another horse.

Seeing that they were wet, I took a dry cloth and wiped them.

Seeing that the place to rest at night was ready, he prepared food and water for the horses.

Before leaving, I checked Xiaobai's rope and made sure it had several knots tied before I felt relieved.

There's no way, this guy is too smart and can even untie the rope.

If you don't tie it tightly, it might slip away at night.

When Old Man Zhuang finished his work, Lu Qingqing was already cooking.

Smelling the fragrance of millet porridge, Old Man Zhuang took off his wet straw raincoat and hung it on the shaft of the cart.

Then, quickly run over to help.

At this moment, the wind blew in rain from time to time, and it was a little cold under the shed.

The two of them squatted by the fire, warming their hands that were wrinkled by the rain.

The temperature of the flames slowly moved upwards along the palm of the hand.

The damp cold air slowly faded away.

Soon, the millet porridge was cooked.

Lu Qingqing scooped out three bowls and found that the porridge was too hot.

The two of them drank it first and put Qin Lang's bowl aside.

After they finished drinking the bowl of hot millet porridge, they felt warm all over.

At this time, Qin Lang's bowl was almost dry.

Old Man Zhuang felt that Lu Qingqing was driving for a long time today.

He would take the bowl first and feed Qin Lang.

After feeding Qin Lang, he came back to continue eating.

On rainy days like this, it’s dark all the time and gets dark very slowly.

When we stopped, it was getting dark.

We had finished setting up the tent and eating, but it wasn't completely dark yet.

The two of them stared at the rain outside for a while before preparing to set up the tent again.

On rainy days like this, the ground is very wet.

Lu Qingqing first spread a large piece of oilcloth on the ground, and then brought some hay for horses to eat and spread it on a thick layer.

Finally, the tent was set up on the grass.