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

If I sleep in that thin tent for one night like before,

Then you will definitely be sick when you wake up in the morning.

The two looked at each other and said in unison:

"Thick tent!"

This thick tent was collected by Old Man Zhuang.

At this moment, he climbed onto the carriage, rummaged around inside, and found the tent made of a torn quilt.

Although this thick tent has patches on it, it looks clean.

It’s completely different from the shabby feeling we had after blocking the hail a few days ago.

Speaking of which, this thick tent is actually the work of Old Man Zhuang.

When it was hailing, Lu Qingqing used this thick tent to block the hail.

Afterwards, the thick tent was torn in several places and was covered with dirty water, making it unbearable to look at.

After getting on the boat, the two washed the other clothes, and then Old Man Zhuang took down the thick tent that had been dried.

While taking it apart, he complained about Lu Qingqing's needlework.

What does the saying go? People who do their work well look down on the craftsmanship of people who do not do their work well.

He simply took on the job of making the tent.

The only thing that Lu Qingqing needed help with was to thread the needle.

After all, he is old, and it is a bit blurry for him to see such small things.

Therefore, during the entire process of sewing the thick tent, Lu Qingqing's job was to thread the needle from time to time.

After Old Man Zhuang dismantled the thick tent, he carefully repaired the damaged parts on it.

All the bedding was taken down, washed, and then sewed back together.

By the way, they added a few thick mattresses and turned the original two-person tent into a three-person tent.

Unexpectedly, this thick tent came in handy now.

Lu Qingqing set up the tent here, and Old Man Zhuang went to the other side of the carriage to set up a windbreak for the two horses.

This windbreak is still covered with long oilcloth on the outside to block the wind.

After blocking three sides with tarpaulin, only one exit facing the wind is left.

In addition to the outermost oilcloth, he also fixed several thick mattresses to the sticks supporting the oilcloth.

In this way, a simple windbreak was built.

After the two horses were led in, they knew it was warm here and rubbed Old Man Zhuang's arm obediently.

This rub made old man Zhuang very happy.

You know, after fleeing from famine for so long, these two horses have only been close to Qingqing girl.

Come to think of it, this is the first time I've taken the initiative to get close to him.

He was so happy that he didn't care about the cold outside.

After running back and forth several times, he brought all the grass, water and fine grains that the horse needed to eat.

In addition to these, he also grabbed a handful of cooked soybeans.

After feeding the two horses, I went back in a very good mood.

At this time, Lu Qingqing had already set up the sleeping tent.

Qin Lang was already lying in the tent.

Old Man Zhuang brushed off the dirt on the straw he was carrying before getting into the tent.

The difference between the inside and outside of this tent is really huge.

Old Man Zhuang looked at the tent that he had spent several days sewing, and he became more and more satisfied.

This thick tent perfectly isolates the cold wind and air outside.

Although, it's a little crowded.

But at times like this, it's warmer to huddle together.

After Lu Qingqing packed up her things and saw that the horse was fine, she returned to the tent.

At this time, Qin Lang was lying in the middle of the tent, with Old Man Zhuang on his right and her position on his left.

She looked at the time in the space and made an agreement with Old Man Zhuang that each of them would keep watch for an hour.

Perhaps he was extremely tired, as the long snoring of Old Man Zhuang could soon be heard from the tent.

Lu Qingqing lay in bed, listening to the whistling wind outside, and her mind continued to enter the space to study the route.

After more than half an hour, she finally decided on the route.

Abandoning the route that was closest to a straight line, we finally chose a route that passed through various towns.

Ask why you go this way.

All I can say is that she is too familiar with the nature of this world.

She has been here for several years and has experienced several cold winters.

She was worried that the damn cold wave would come again at any time!

At that time, indoors was always better than outdoors.

However, this is just speculation.

But passing through towns along the way makes it more convenient to resupply supplies.

Also, what if the temperature really gets so high that your toes freeze off?

She just wanted to find a suitable place to settle down first.

After all, the barbarians couldn't move south at that time.

After making up her mind, she looked at the nearest town on the map.

Judging from the distance, it would take two days to reach this town.

When we get there, we'll replenish some supplies there.

At that time, it will be more convenient to take something out.

After deciding the route, she was too sleepy.

Looking at the time, it will take about fifteen minutes before the shift change.

Just then, the wind outside was getting louder and louder.

She stood up and lifted a corner of the tent curtain.

In an instant, a gust of cold wind mixed with snowflakes hit her face and neck, making her shiver.

She hurriedly lowered the curtain.

Shit, it’s snowing outside!

At the last glance, the ground was already covered with a light layer of white.

And judging by the looks of it, this snow is going to be quite heavy.

Oh, it snows and it makes our journey even slower.

It was originally a two-day journey, but I don’t know how many days it will take to get there.

But the harsh natural environment will not change because of human will.

She realized this reality in the first year of her escape from famine.

If you can't change it, you can only accept it.

At this time, the snoring in the room continued.

She lay back in bed and covered herself with the thick quilt and the thick cotton jacket on top of the quilt.

At this moment, the quilt is still warm,

As soon as you get in, you can feel the warmth.

In the ice and snow outside, this kind of quilt with human body temperature is really comfortable.

She closed her eyes, entered the space with her mind, and began to feed the livestock to pass the time.

The next day, Lu Qingqing was woken up by Old Man Zhuang.

"Qingqing girl, it's bad, it's bad!

After one night, the snow on the ground was not even above the ankles!

We are on our way today, so we must be careful."

Lu Qingqing sat up and put on a thick cotton jacket.

He covered Qin Lang with the corner of the quilt before walking out of the tent.

At this moment, the whole earth seemed to be covered with a layer of snow-white fur coat.

Looking around, there is endless white.

Fortunately, the snow has stopped now.

She led the horse out of the shed and prepared to cook inside.

In today's weather, unless there are special circumstances.

After they set out in the morning, they would not stop until it was dark and the road was no longer visible, and then they would stop.

At noon, just have a simple meal.

Therefore, she made a pretty sumptuous breakfast.

First, cook a big pot of porridge, and then start kneading the dough to make white flour pancakes.

After giving Qin Lang acupuncture, Old Man Zhuang also came out to help.

In the end, the two of them made a large pot of porridge, about a hundred pancakes, and a large pot of stir-fried vegetables.

These things are enough for the next three days.

They would not cook alone again until they reached the next town.

Of course, if circumstances permit, you can light a stove and heat up some food.

If you are not in time, just eat some white flour cakes to fill your stomach.

These are the experiences Lu Qingqing gained while fleeing famine in the past two years.

After the three of them finished eating, they packed up their things and set off again.

It was the first time for Old Man Zhuang to travel far away on a snowy day, and he was a little excited at first.

After sitting on the shaft of the cart for a long time, I no longer felt excited or happy!

The howling cold wind seemed to penetrate every corner.

Even though he was wearing a fur hat, a scarf and gloves, the cold wind still blew in through the gaps.

After rushing for more than half an hour, my hands and feet were already frozen.

He looked ahead and saw only snow on the official road.

Looking at the endless white in front of me, I remembered what Lu Qingqing said, that I can’t keep staring at the snow.

He quickly moved his eyes away and their focus fell on the brown horse's butt.

The two agreed to take turns driving the carriage every hour.

At this time, Lu Qingqing was busy in the carriage.

She was sitting in the carriage just now and felt like she was sitting in an ice cellar.