Chapter 701: Escape from Famine 6
When he was a child, the eldest son of the Fan family in the village beat him until his nose bled. His mother went to Fan's house alone and fought against more than a dozen people in the family.
More than a dozen members of the Lao Fan family were beaten and fell to the ground, crying bitterly.
From then on, no one in the entire village dared to provoke the Geng family again, and his mother no longer had the opportunity to use force, so he gradually forgot about it.
In fact, when he was five or six years old, his mother also taught him and his older brother kung fu, but they were too playful and didn't want to squat there, and they would squat for the whole morning.
He squatted twice and refused to do it again.
His elder brother squatted once and never did it again.
Neither he nor his elder brother had any talent for martial arts.
Now, he regretted a little that he didn't practice martial arts with his mother when he was a child, and asked his mother to protect him.
Geng Dalin pulled the cart aside, then sat down next to it, holding his youngest son.
Sun Chunfeng took her two daughters and sat down next to her husband.
Geng Xiaowu and Geng Xiaoyu sat next to their grandmother.
Yuanchun looked back and saw that no one was coming from behind and the person in front had gone far away, so she went to pull the cart and took out a cowhide water bag the size of a palm.
Yuanchun opened the lid, raised her head and took a few big sips, then passed it to Geng Dalin, "Second Brother, Second Brother's family, and Xiaowu, the water in this water bag was hidden by me secretly. Each of you take a few sips. I tell you, this is the last bit of life-saving water in our family, and you can't tell anyone."
"Grandma, I won't tell you." Xiaowen shook his head obediently, his eyes fixed on the water bag in his father's hand.
Seeing that the water bag was too small, Geng Dalin didn't dare to drink much, so he took a small sip, just wetting his lips, and wanted to give the water bag to his son to drink.
Yuanchun said, "Second brother, drink a few more sips. Don't underestimate the small size of the water bag. It can hold a lot. You don't have to worry about the children not having anything to drink." Geng Dalin couldn't help it, so he drank two more sips and then fed it to his son.
Geng Xiaowen was young and didn't understand anything yet. When he saw the water, he gulped down more than ten gulps. After his belly was full of water, he pointed at Sun Chunfeng contentedly and said, "Dad, I'm full. Give it to Mom."
Sun Chunfeng only drank one sip and wanted to give some to her two daughters. It was only after Yuanchun persuaded her that she drank a few more sips.
After the children had finished drinking, Yuanchun stuffed the water bag into the cart.
In fact, she used the things on the cart as a cover and put the water bag into the space.
The Geng family drank some water, rested for ten minutes, and then set off walking very fast. An hour later, they caught up with the team in front.
The villagers were hungry, thirsty and exhausted. At noon, the sun gradually became hot, scorching everyone. No one could walk any further, so the village chief had to let the team stop in a bamboo forest beside the road to rest.
The bamboos grew very lush. Some were as thick as a bowl and as tall as four or five stories high, while some were only as thin as a thumb. Due to lack of water, the tiny bamboos dried up and their leaves turned yellow.
There are only thick bamboos with a little bit of green left on the bamboo poles.
When the Geng family caught up with the team, the villagers were resting in the bamboo forest.
Yuanchun instructed Geng Dalin to park the cart aside, and she took her five grandchildren to the bamboo forest to rest.
"Host, there are a lot of bamboo rats in these bamboos, which can be eaten." Yuanchun had just sat down when she heard 007's voice.
Yuanchun's eyes lit up, and she expanded her mental power, sweeping towards the bamboo forest.