sbdcsierra Chapter 111 Sickness
Chapter 111 Sickness
Lin Erzhuang and his family were walking in the mountains, taking one step deep and one step shallow.
"Ku~Ku~"
A pheasant flapped its wings and landed at Lin Erzhuang's feet.
Lin Erzhuang stepped the pheasant into the calf-deep snow, bent down and fished it out to show his wife and children.
"Hahaha, the pheasant is delivered to my door. I'm in for a treat."
"Dad, our luck is back." Lin Hongqing said excitedly.
"Yes, good luck is back."
Lin Erzhuang nodded in agreement, and he became more and more certain that he would be able to find his daughter soon.
afternoon.
When they were starving, they finally found a cave where they could stay.
The cold cave was a bit damp, but surprisingly there was a stove, a clay pot, a chipped rough bowl, and a straw mat in the corner.
"Mom and Dad, our luck is extremely good." Lin Hongtian said happily after a careful inspection.
"This should be the place where a hunter settled in the mountains." Lin Erzhuang rubbed his almost frozen face and said.
“Put the straw mat in place, and Lao Er will get some snow to boil water.
I'll go cut down two dead trees and make a wooden door."
"Dad, I'm going to collect firewood." Lin Hongqing said actively.
“Dad, I’m with my third brother.
Mother is tired, so she rested in the cave." Lin Hongshi said as he stood on the straw mat.
He hugged Wu and rubbed her face quickly.
【My mother’s back is so warm. 】
"You guys go and do your work, Mom will clean up the cave."
Mrs. Wu rubbed her frozen arms with great effort and smiled gently, her smile filled with warmth.
The family had a clear division of labor, there was no complaint, and the work was done very quickly.
Five straw mats were lined up next to the stove to keep out the moisture.
Wu took out a lighter from her bosom and lit a handful of hay she had pulled from the bed.
Some damp hay produced a lot of smoke when burned.
"Cough~cough~cough~"
Thick, choking smoke filled the cave.
Wu pulled off her hat and fanned herself vigorously, choking her so much that tears and snot flowed.
By the time the fire gets going, the person will almost be smoked into bacon.
A bowl of boiled water was taken turns among the five people. After drinking a pot of boiled water, they felt much warmer.
The three brothers drooled as they looked at the frozen pheasant, and Lin Hongtian took the initiative to pluck the pheasant.
Lin Hongshi carefully collected every chicken feather, which would be stuffed into his mother's cotton-padded jacket.
His mother was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she tore off her sleeves to bind his feet.
How cold it must be!
Lin Hongshi secretly vowed to get a rabbit fur coat for his mother.
[It would be nice to have a sheepskin coat. ]
...
evening.
When the pheasant weighing more than two kilograms was stewed, the wooden door wrapped with rattan was also ready.
After installing the wooden door, hang a straw mat to block the wind.
No longer affected by the cold wind, the cave suddenly became much warmer.
The family gathered around the stove, drinking the fragrant chicken soup and chewing each piece of chicken carefully.
Lin Erzhuang suddenly thought of the night when his daughter was able to stand up.
The family ran to the foot of Daqing Mountain to eat roasted chicken, and from then on their lives changed.
But the flood came too suddenly, bringing the family back to square one.
Lin Erzhuang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. There was no flood in his previous life.
Large-scale escape from famine also began in winter.
Could it be that I can't escape the fate?
"No!"
Lin Erzhuang roared, he and his daughter had made so many preparations.
The Lin family can no longer threaten him, and he is no longer a foolish and filial man.
His daughter is his motivation to live, and he must find her back.
Otherwise, what's the point of living like a walking corpse?
...
Mrs. Wu and the Lin Hongtian brothers all looked at Lin Erzhuang in surprise and forgot to swallow the meat in their mouths.
"His father, what's wrong with you?" Wu asked cautiously.
"Nothing, I just thought of something." Lin Erzhuang shook his head.
There are some things that only he can know, otherwise he will scare his mother.
It would be great if Shu'er were here so I could discuss this with her.
The pheasant bones that were too hard to chew were placed on the stove by Mrs. Wu.
You can also use it to make a pot of chicken soup tomorrow morning and add a few dried mushrooms to it, and it will be a delicious breakfast.
The wild boar thigh bone that the twins used as a weapon gave Wu a lot of inspiration.
Putting it in when cooking soup can add more flavor and is equivalent to drinking broth.
Lin Erzhuang settled his three sons on the dried grass and covered them with dried straw mats.
The three children fell asleep as soon as they touched the pillows, which made Lin Erzhuang feel heartbroken.
He stuffed two pieces of firewood into the stove and sat in front of it to roast the family's cotton shoes.
Mrs. Wu sat aside sewing sleeves, and from time to time she looked up at her sleeping sons.
Thinking of my missing father and two children, I don’t know where to feed myself tomorrow.
Wu's eyes began to turn red again. She took a deep breath and exhaled the foul air in her chest.
Lin Erzhuang, who was in a trance, tilted his head to look at Wu.
There was an abnormal flush on his sallow face, and his brows were furrowed with a look of deep weariness.
Thinking about these days, I was so busy going out to look for people that I completely ignored my four mothers.
A sour feeling welled up in his heart, and he raised his hand to the top of Wu's head and spoke gently.
"Layue, I'm sorry for making you suffer."
"As long as I can be with you and the children, I don't feel hardship at all." Mrs. Wu said seriously.
“After we find daddy and the two children, we will never be separated again.
Flesh and blood are torn apart, it hurts so much here."
Mrs. Wu covered her chest with her hands, and the tears she had been holding back for a long time finally fell.
She threw herself into the man's arms, sobbing softly.
"Layue, it's my fault that I failed to protect you.
I promise you that our family will never be separated again."
Lin Erzhuang patted his wife gently with heartache, raised his head and tried to swallow back the tears.
The stove fire grew stronger and stronger, and the two figures reflected in the stone cave were close together.
When the fire was almost out, Lin Erzhuang carried the sleeping Wu to the straw mat.
He took off his cotton coat and carefully covered the mother and the others with it.
He added a few pieces of firewood into the stove, held two stones against the wooden door, and took a nap leaning against the stove.
At his feet lay a sharp half-broken machete and two sharpened wooden sticks.
...
"Little sister, run, run!"
“It’s so hot… so cold…”
Confused Lin Erzhuang grabbed the machete at his feet and stood up suddenly.
"Hot... cold..."
With a sound of "Geden", the thing that Lin Erzhuang had been worried about finally happened.
He quickly put down his machete and ran to the straw mat, blew out the fire stick and took a look.
The third and fourth children's faces turned red and they were so uncomfortable that they kept talking nonsense.
I reached out and touched my forehead, it was burning hot.
"Cough~cough~"
When Mrs. Wu opened her eyes, she felt dizzy and uncomfortable.
She propped herself up and slowly sat up, then opened her mouth and spoke with difficulty.
"Brother Erzhuang, are the children okay?"
"It's okay, just sleep a little longer."
Seeing how miserable she was, Lin Erzhuang's heart sank again.
There was no medical care or medicine in the wilderness, and three people fell ill at once.
What should I do? If only the medicine my daughter gave me was still there.
It’s not daybreak yet, so I can’t go out to pick herbs.
‘Hiss~’
Lin Erzhuang tore off the front of his shirt, divided it into three pieces, soaked them, and applied them on the foreheads of his mother and the other two.
I kept changing the towels and was busy all day long.
Fortunately, the fever of the three people with fever has subsided, but they still feel sore and weak and don't want to move.
Fortunately, Lin Hongtian did not catch a cold and took on the job of caring for the patient.
"Second brother, Dad is going to pick some herbs. Please keep an eye on him."
Lin Erzhuang drank a bowl of mushroom soup and wrapped himself in a straw mat.
He tied his feet and legs with straw ropes that had been braided overnight, put the machete on his waist, and left with a wooden stick.