NOVEL WEB Chapter 95 Rescue
The rice popsicles popped out of a handful of rice were quickly picked out, and each of the four people took a small handful and ate them slowly.
After eating and feeling unsatisfied, Long Baoer suddenly remembered his little purse and took it out from under his small cloak.
This small pouch is not the one used to hold her silver coins and golden beans, but a slightly larger one, used to hold snacks.
There are fried black beans, fried peanuts until slightly browned, and some pine nut candies and dried fruits.
Long Baoer opened his purse and distributed the snacks inside to everyone.
Yingying is so envious. Why didn't she think of taking some food with her? When she got back, she told her aunt that she would take one too, and she took two chicken drumsticks with her.
Qinglang has been a little Taoist priest in the mountains since he was a child. Although he has no shortage of food and clothing, he is still a monk, which means three meals a day. For snacks, he goes to the back mountain to pick some wild fruits and roasted sweet potatoes. .
But the things I ate today were pretty good.
In Long Baoer's purse, there were still a few small balls wrapped in oil paper, but her aunt told her not to eat them when she was not particularly hungry, otherwise she would get angry.
Long Baoer didn't understand what getting angry meant, but she remembered it if she didn't eat until she was hungry.
Several children were sharing snacks when they heard the sound of something heavy falling outside. For a moment everyone looked towards the door.
"Don't move, I'll go out and take a look." Qinglang whispered.
The third child nodded, but not long after, Qinglang actually carried someone back, a young man dressed as a scholar.
Judging from the faded appearance of his clothes, his family may not be wealthy, but they are very clean.
Qinglang dragged the man in and fed him some hot water, "Are you feeling better?"
The scholar struggled to get up, "Thank you for the rescue, but I can't stay long."
"Huh? It's snowing outside. You were so cold that you lost consciousness just now. Why not warm up before going back." Qinglang said. "Are you a villager near this gorge?"
"Yes, my home is on the other side of the gorge mountain. It's just over the mountain. My wife is sick, and I came out to get her medicine." The scholar patted his chest, where there was medicine taken from the city, "I We need to rush back and give her some medicine to save her life."
"That's it. But in your state..." Qinglang hesitated.
Although it was just over the mountain, the scholar looked very frail and he could not tell when he would lose consciousness due to the cold again.
"I'm fine. I just haven't eaten for a day. I was so tired and hungry that my vision went dark and I fell down." The scholar shook his head.
The scholar insisted on going back, and Qing Lang couldn't stop him, "Take a break and eat something, otherwise you won't be able to make it home."
Qinglang poured him another bowl of hot water and pressed the pieces of sweet potato again. The smaller ones had softened.
"Eat, you'll be on your way after eating."
"Am I stealing your food..." The scholar hesitated and refused to accept.
"Don't worry, these are our snacks. It's getting dark, and we have to go back for dinner." Qinglang said.
"Then...thank you." The scholar's stomach growled, he took it, patted the ashes on it, and ate the skin as well.
"Don't worry, there's more." Yi'er asked Long Baoer and Yingying, "If we don't want to eat, can we give it to him?"
Long Baoer and Yingying both nodded in agreement.
The scholar ate two pieces in a row and refused to eat any more.
However, Qinglang still asked him to take the remaining two sweet potatoes with him. Carrying them in his arms would keep his body warmer, and he would also have something to eat when he was hungry.
In this kind of weather, if you go over the mountain, your view will be blocked, and you may not be able to get home in an hour.
Qing Lang spoke clearly, and the scholar accepted it with a face of shame. Long Baoer thought for a moment and took out a small ball from his purse, "If you are sleepy and hungry, just eat one."
The scholar thanked him profusely and left in the wind and snow.
"Hey, I don't know if something will happen." Qinglang sighed.
If he is not allowed to go back, his wife may not be able to survive.
Let him go back, he doesn't know how long it will take to get home.
He also had three little children with him, so he couldn't give him a lift.
"No way." Long Baoer shook his head and said firmly.
"How do you know, Long Bao'er?" Qinglang asked curiously.
"I just know it." Long Baoer shook his head, his little feet swaying back and forth.
"cool and bright!"
Qinglang was about to ask curiously when he heard someone calling his name. He looked up and realized it was his uncle. He immediately stood up and said, "Master, uncle, why are you here?"
"Humph, why am I here?" The person who came was only about thirty years old. He was very handsome, but his face was expressionless, and there was an inhumane coldness about him standing there.
"I asked you to take the little guests to play, and you just ended up here? I like this place so much that I made you face the wall for three months."
"No, no, no, no, uncle, I was wrong!" Qinglang quickly admitted his mistake.
It's true that he is the eldest brother of the Qing generation, but the person in front of him is his junior uncle, and he is also the uncle who is responsible for punishment.
Growing up, he had been punished so many times that when he saw this uncle, he wanted to stand up straight.
This guy never hits or curses anyone, just punishes them.
Punishments such as practicing martial arts, not being allowed to eat, and being punished in a dark room are all good, but there are many other punishments that make my scalp numb just thinking about them.
"Why don't you come back with me quickly?"
Qinglang saw his junior uncle turn around and leave, and then he took a deep breath, kicked the pile of firewood away, and turned to look at Long Bao'er, "Long Bao'er, can I carry you away?"
"Okay." Long Baoer opened his hand.
Cao Yingying was extremely envious, and now she really wanted to be carried away. Unfortunately, looking at Qinglang and Yi'er, neither Qinglang nor Yi'er could hug her, so they could only try to follow behind.
This is originally the back mountain of Yuntai Temple, and you can quickly return to the temple by taking a small path. Seeing them, Mrs. Cao walked over quickly, looked at all three children first, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Where have you gone? Look, all of them have turned into little tabby cats. .”
The three children looked at each other and burst into laughter.
It turned out that there was only firelight illuminating the cave, and neither of them noticed that when they were eating rice popsicles, their fingers were smeared with ash, and there were streaks on their faces.
Chang Maoming also came over, "Where have you little naughty boys gone with your little brother Qinglang?"
"Second uncle, we went to the back mountain and ate rice krispies and almost ate roasted sweet potatoes."
Chang Maoming picked up Long Baoer and asked curiously, "Why did you almost eat it?"
Yi'er explained the whole story and also expressed their worries.
Chang Maoming nodded, "Don't worry, my uncle will send someone to take a look later."
Long Baoer took Chang Maoming's hand and said, "Second uncle went to see it himself."
"...Okay." Chang Maoming hesitated for a moment, seemed to have thought of something, and nodded in agreement.