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

When he first put the clothes on the horse, Old Man Zhuang was full of anticipation.

When I saw the extremely ugly shape, my face instantly wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

I really can’t bear to watch it!

Lu Qingqing took a look and could only comfort Old Man Zhuang by saying, "Just keep it warm."

However, apart from being ugly, everything else about this ugly dress is really good.

The horses running beside them no longer shivered because of the cold wind.

The carriage kept moving forward until it stopped at six quarters past midnight.

It was completely dark now.

They wanted to find a place to set up camp and rest, but there was flat land in front and behind, and there was no hillside to block the wind.

Lu Qingqing looked at the snow around her, again and again.

Finally, we stopped and set up camp at a relatively low location.

After buying prepared food in town, dinner was simple.

Lu Qingqing was setting up the tent on one side, while Old Man Zhuang set up the stove, boiling water in a pot underneath and heating up dishes and dry food on top.

It only took about quarter of an hour for the two of them to enjoy their hot meal.

After dinner, the hot water below was not wasted.

Most of the water in the pot was used to fill three hot water bottles, one for each of the three people.

The remaining hot water was mixed with some clean snow, adjusted in temperature, and then fed to the horses.

After packing up, the two of them crawled into the tent and began to sleep.

Because there was no village or shop nearby, the two of them did not make any special arrangements to keep watch.

There were just a few white ropes tied around the tent.

If someone approaches, the bell on the rope will ring.

Amid the howling wind outside, Lu Qingqing and Old Man Zhuang, each holding a hot water bottle, fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, the snow was still falling.

As soon as I stepped out of the tent, the cold wind blew large flakes of snow onto my face.

Old Man Zhuang pulled up his rabbit-skin scarf and exhaled a breath of air.

"It's so cold outside!"

Lu Qingqing squinted her eyes and looked around.

There is still endless white all around!

There wasn't even a footprint or tire track on the road. It seemed like no one had ever passed by here!

After the two got up, they boiled some water and heated up some food as usual.

However, this time, all the hot water was poured into the water bag.

After filling, quickly stuff the water bag into the thick quilt in the car to keep warm.

The water the horse drank was from the hot water bottles that the three of them had used last night.

The heat preservation effect of this hot water bottle is quite good. Although the water in the morning is not very hot, it is not cold either.

After they had their meal, they brushed their teeth with the new toothbrush Lu Qingqing had bought before setting off again.

The snow on the road was thicker, and the carriage was moving more difficult than before.

Moreover, the road they were taking was not the official road.

The dirt road was bumpy and covered with snow, making it impossible to see the ground underneath.

When the carriage was moving, it was often shaken left and right.

As they hurried on their way, both of them stared carefully ahead.

If you see something that doesn't look right on the road ahead, stop and take a look.

In this way, several accidents were avoided.

They walked like this for five or six days, but they didn't meet anyone.

Old Man Zhuang has been a little anxious these days and has started talking to himself frequently, or talking to people or horses.

Even when Lu Qingqing was driving the carriage, she could hear him repeating the same thing to Qin Lang in the carriage.

She didn't have a good solution for this.

I can only try to make more delicious food when I stop every day.

Then add more space water into the water bag, hoping he will drink more.

Apart from that, I continued to study the map, hoping to get out as soon as possible.

But this ancient map is ultimately not as good as modern maps.

In particular, there are no hills or villages around here.

Unfortunately, heavy snow has covered everything, making it difficult to find a reference point.

Many times, she wasn't sure where they were going.

During the journey, whenever she had free time, she would study the map and observe the surrounding terrain.

But even so, I still took the wrong road while rushing.

At first, she didn't notice the problem.

After walking for most of the day, we followed the directions on the map.

Walk further and you will see a river.

But the two of them walked out for several hours and still didn't see him.

After discussing with Old Man Zhuang, the two returned the same way.

We took another path and continued forward.

After walking for another two days, the carriage finally reached the official road.

When Lu Qingqing saw the flat and wide official road ahead, she almost cried.

It’s so difficult!

Why is this ancient road so difficult to walk on?

God, please give her a gd map!

No, no, I should just give her the entire plane and fly back.

She was still daydreaming of finding joy in suffering.

When he turned around, he saw Old Man Zhuang hugging Qin Lang and crying.

Well, compared to Lu Qingqing, Old Man Zhuang’s mental state is on the verge of collapse.

Now that they saw the official road, they both felt like they had seen the dawn.

After getting on the official road, the two men changed horses and drove the carriage forward.

This official road is different after all, and the travel speed is much faster.

After walking out for about half a day, they actually saw someone.

Not just one, but many refugees with their families.

At first, Old Man Zhuang was very happy.

After so many days, I finally saw someone.

But soon, he stopped laughing.

The refugees in front heard the noise of the carriage and turned to look at them.

His eyes swept over the carriage, the horses, and the two people dressed warmly.

That look was full of jealousy and hatred.

This was the first time that Old Man Zhuang had encountered such a situation, and he was a little scared for a moment.

Even Xiaobai, who was tied to the back of the carriage, seemed to sense the danger.

He began to lift his hooves and neigh anxiously.

Now, the refugees' eyes were glued to Xiaobai, who looked strangely dressed in an oilcloth raincoat.

As soon as Lu Qingqing realized something was wrong, she handed the reins to Old Man Zhuang.

Then, he quickly took out a compound bow from the carriage.

She aimed her arrow at the refugees staring at them and shouted harshly in a hoarse voice:

"Get out of here! Whoever dares to come one step closer, I'll kill him first!"

Those refugees should be together. They looked at each other and no one came forward for a while.

Seeing this, Lu Qingqing continued to shout forward.

"Everyone get back to the side of the road, quickly!"

After this shout, the refugees were a little hesitant.

Before they could start discussing, Lu Qingqing shot her first arrow at the feet of the refugee closest to their carriage.

The arrow was shot out, and the short sound of the arrow startled the man.

When he saw the arrow deeply embedded in the snow under his feet, he didn't even care about the cart in front of him and hurriedly ran to the side of the road.