mtl008 Chapter 119 Desolation
Chapter 119 Desolation
The sky became brighter as we walked further, and the temperature gradually rose as the night disappeared and the day came.
Gradually, no one in the team spoke anymore.
We walked and talked at night simply because it was cool and everyone was in the mood to chat.
As the weather gets hotter, the more you talk, the more likely your mouth will dry out. So, who would be willing to waste their breath?
Even the three sisters from the Song family, who were so excited at the beginning, shut up early and stopped talking.
The leading officer, Captain Liu, had just issued a notice that after crossing the high slope and reaching the flat area, everyone should rest on the spot and have breakfast.
Even if it is just to reach a flat area earlier and eat breakfast earlier, everyone has to save the energy of talking and walk.
After walking out of their county and into the open wilderness, everyone could clearly see the actual situation brought about by the drought.
Because people live in the village, it is full of life and is always much more lively than the wilderness.
And because of the water flow, the degree of drought here is much better than in the wilderness and other places where drought occurred earlier.
Looking at the increasingly withered grass on both sides of the road, the curled leaves on the trees that seemed like they would soon fall down, and the birds flying south in a line in the sky above their heads, this group of people who embarked on the journey to escape the disaster were secretly delighted that they had made the decision to catch up with the first group of people migrating south.
It is said that animals are more sensitive to the environment than humans. If the drought here is not getting more serious, why are these birds flying further south?
Someone in the team asked the officers and soldiers of the organization whether there were people migrating south from other counties besides theirs.
At this time, this group of people realized that more than a month ago, disasters had already occurred in other places to the north of their county and refugees had fled.
It was only because their county magistrate organized officers and soldiers to provide assistance to the refugees on the official road that the refugees were prevented from breaking into the city.
If the county magistrate had not taken such an action, the refugees would have already broken into the city and disturbed their previous peaceful lives.
Although the county magistrate's actions prevented them from knowing earlier that disasters had already occurred elsewhere, it was indeed because of the county magistrate's actions that they were able to live a stable and quiet life, and even the preparations for migrating south were in an orderly manner.
Therefore, even if everyone felt a little unhappy in their hearts, after thinking about the good things about the county magistrate, this little unhappy feeling would disappear.
Instead, someone said, "We are really lucky. We have been traveling south for so many hours and haven't met anyone from other teams. But it would be good if we could meet someone from other teams. It means we are moving fast and we can ask about their situation!"
The man said this to express his happiness, but right after he finished speaking, the old man next to him slapped him on the back of the head.
Then, even though Song Jia's car was far away from the man, she could still hear the sound of his father scolding him.
"I thought you were old enough to know everything, but you're still a brat! You were so happy that you didn't meet anyone from other teams while fleeing on the road! You're still thinking about meeting other teams! We're escaping from a disaster! We're not just wandering around in the fields! If we meet other teams, how do you know that those teams have enough food and water? Aren't you afraid that if we meet someone who lacks food and water, then we'll suffer? I'm going to beat you up again if you say that again!"
The old man's voice was like a loud bell, and his voice was clearly heard throughout the entire team.
Song Rending smiled.
This old man was also a very wise man. He knew clearly which situations were good and which were bad on the way to escape the disaster. He happened to see his son talking nonsense, so he spoke loudly so that everyone could hear.
People of the older generation always say, don’t talk about others when you have nothing to do.
There is an old saying that goes, Speak of the devil and he will appear.
So no matter from which aspect, don't talk about other teams for no reason.
Just think of it as superstition, or as a way to seek peace of mind!
But this also sounded a bell for everyone in the team.
The people we met on the way to escape the disaster were both good and bad. As a team, the most important thing is unity within the team.
They are now the first group to migrate south, and their journey is destined to be smoother than the later groups. Now that the major conditions are already in place, they have to create the smaller internal conditions themselves.
Only when the whole team is united can we successfully reach where we want to go.
Song Rending was not the only one who had so many thoughts from the old man's words.
The team started talking for a while until they climbed over the slope and saw a large flat area beside the official road. Captain Liu organized everyone to stop for breakfast, and the conversation was over.
The people from other villages ahead were walking in groups of several, so the line didn't look that big. However, the line of Songjia Village behind was quite long because almost every family had a building car.
Although the flat area is large, it is still very difficult to accommodate all the building vehicles in Songjia Village.
Therefore, most of the people in Songjia Village lined up on the roadside, trying to leave the official road open.
The Song family naturally prepared enough food, but because there were too many unknown situations ahead, the family observed how the neighbors ate and developed their own eating habits accordingly.
Old Mrs. Song kept the two hens in the backyard on the building cart. They could continue to lay eggs, but the eggs she had stored at home were also in the cart. She was afraid that the weather would be too hot and the eggs would go bad if left for too long, so she ran to the building cart before she even climbed over the slope and boiled all the more than 20 eggs she had stored.
There are many people in the Song family now, so if all the twenty or so eggs were boiled, each person would get one.
Old Mrs. Song cooked another large pot of thicker porridge, and soaked some dry buns in it, to eat as breakfast.
It’s not that the Song family usually has a heavy breakfast, but the old lady was thinking that she still had to walk for a whole day, and she didn’t know what kind of situation she would encounter, and whether she would have the time and conditions to have lunch at noon, so she simply had a heavy breakfast.
Observing the way the neighbors eat is just to avoid making food with too overbearing fragrance. Everyone has this idea, for fear that the strong smell will attract other refugees, so they make food with lighter taste.
I squatted beside the building car with a bowl in hand and ate. The sun gradually rose directly above my head. A gust of hot wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, making the scene look very desolate.
[Alas, as a cannon fodder supporting role, I didn't meet the protagonist, and there was no text plot for me to escape the disaster. 】
Song Rending sighed in his heart.
During the meal break, 886 presented the refreshed plot, but there was not a single word about the group of people fleeing the disaster.
Originally, Song Rending wanted to make some changes to make the escape journey smoother.
The result is a life of cannon fodder, unworthy of detailed description in text unless something major happens.
[Alas! It will take a while to finish the meal. Forget it, 886, I'd better change the plot of Su Fuzhu and Lang Ruanruan! Cannon fodder doesn't deserve to have words, so I will go and get the two who have words! ]
Song Rending was bored, Song Rending was helpless, Song Rending just wanted to change the words quickly.