Chapter 65 There is no three hundred taels of silver here

Gu Zhang nodded, "It's much closer there, but I heard there are floods over there. Alas, it's hard to live with this drought and flood."

  The old man waved. Waving his hand, "Don't be afraid of waterlogging. It's summer when the water rises. If we go to winter now, the water will have receded long ago."

  He thought to himself and muttered, "It seems that we can't go to Xishan County, we have to go to Hanzhong County. ."

  Gu Fei couldn't help but think that there was no detailed record in the history textbook, and he didn't know how serious the flood was in the south. If the water really rose in Hanzhong County, there would definitely be many victims.

  Often when a dynasty is about to perish, it may be that it has run out of energy, which is accompanied by natural and man-made disasters.

  However, Gu Fei did not persuade the old man not to go to Hanzhong County. Each of his family carried a baggage, and there was no food left. It was impossible to go to Donghai County.

  Hanzhong County borders Xiqin County, which is not too far away. There may be a way to survive if you go that way.

  Just as she was thinking about it, Gu Fei saw a large cluster of wilted purslane growing in the field not far from the official road, and she felt happy.

  Although the food at home is sufficient, I also brought some dried vegetables and pickled vegetables, but who would let go of fresh and edible wild vegetables?

  If you don't eat vegetables for a few days, you won't be able to poop.

  She ran over, but before she got close, she saw a boy who was faster than her. He ran up to her in a few steps, quickly pulled out the purslane and threw it into the basket on his back.

  Gu Fei stopped, looked at it for a while, turned around and walked away silently.

  This boy and the old man were from the same family, and they might just rely on these wild vegetables to survive, and they would still have food to eat.

  Uncle Ma looked at it from a distance. There were still a lot of purslane. Gu Fei obviously wanted to pull it out, but he turned around midway and refused to fight with the boy.

  This girl is still kind-hearted.

  Such a kind little girl is really a spy?

  Uncle Ma doesn't think it's the same.

  After walking for almost an hour, Uncle Ma asked everyone to take a rest.

  Gu Fei took a sip of water from her water bag tied with red thread. Seeing that Huzi was wilting, she hurriedly walked over and said, "Auntie, you and Huzi get in the car and have a rest."

  Li said hesitantly: "This, this Okay, I just rested for a short time. There are so many people in your family, so everyone has to take turns to rest."

  "Besides, you are not fully healed. You can rest by yourself, but I can still go."

  Gu Fei couldn't help but say. , helped her go to his mule cart, opened the curtain and let Li get on the cart.

  When Huzi got in the car, Gu Fei secretly stuffed a piece of modern beef jerky produced by Space into his hand and whispered: "Eat it quietly by yourself, don't tell Bao'er."

  Huzi grabbed the beef jerky tightly. , nodded nervously.

  Xiaocao got out of the car. Gu Fei stuffed a candy into her mouth and secretly handed one to Li Chunhua.

  Then he asked Lanzhi to open her mouth and gave her one to eat.

  Gu Fei thought she was doing it secretly, but she didn't expect that she couldn't hide it from Uncle Ma who had been staring at her.

  Uncle Ma narrowed his eyes. This girl is so mysterious when she gives someone a candy. Alas, a little girl is a little girl, and a piece of candy is worth this.

  Just as he was thinking about it, Bao'er ran over and looked at Gu Fei, stretching out his hand and saying, "I'm walking today, please give me candy."

  Gu Fei hates this kid more and more. Yesterday, he even robbed her of smoked rabbit meat. She He said harshly: "No more. The sugar gold is very expensive. I gave you the remaining one yesterday."

  Next to her, Lanzhi quickly shut her mouth. Xiaocao was even more exaggerated, stretching out her little hand to cover her mouth tightly.

  Alas, poor grass, I don't know that there is a saying that there is no three hundred taels of silver here.