With the escort of Little Black Bean, the trip went smoothly for the next two days. On the evening of the second day, the water-seeking team successfully found a low-lying mud pool.
A group of people carried bowls and ladles to fetch the water, and finally filtered it and managed to collect three buckets.
Even so, the village chief was still very happy, and his eyebrows were flying when he struck the gong, "Has everyone felt it? The weather is no longer as hot as it was two days ago!
I believe we will be able to walk to a place with water soon, and then we can open our bellies and drink to our heart's content!
Now each family comes with a basin, and I will divide the water among you, on a per-head basis, so that no one will be left behind!"
That night, everyone rested in the open space next to the muddy puddle. There were no anxious refugees around. The security team captain, Little Heidou, could finally play comfortably, always squeezing in the crowd of children, begging for food and acting coquettishly.
At this time, the car that Yan Yan had been looking forward to for two days was completed.
The safety of a new car must be tested first before it goes on the road. Shu Mingyi was afraid that his niece would fall and did not dare to let her sit first, so he turned around and pushed Shu Mingliang into the car.
Little Black Bean showed great enthusiasm for pulling a cart on the road for the first time. As soon as the people in the cart were seated, it sprinted towards its destination at a speed of 100 meters - a mud puddle that had just been scooped out of water.
Shu Mingyi saw something was wrong and tried to stop him, but he couldn't stop him at all. A husky seeing a mud puddle is like a tiger seeing a little sheep, or a cat seeing dried fish. It was completely out of control!
So a group of people could only watch helplessly as Little Black Bean pulled Shu Mingliang and jumped into the mud pit.
The man in front was jumping up and down in the mud pit like a wild horse, first digging and then lying down, and then arching his face to the ground, ah, that's the smell of mud, it smells so good!
The one at the back was like a weak and helpless young swallow in a heavy rain, shouting at the top of his lungs against the muddy water: "Little Black Bean, stop! Stop!!!"
Unfortunately, Little Black Bean has been dazzled by the fragrance of mud and cannot hear other sounds at all. He is still immersed in his own world and cannot extricate himself.
I slid around with my face on the ground, stood up and shook off the mud, walked around the field, and then continued digging and arching...ah, it feels so comfortable!
After a series of operations, the dog no longer looked like a dog and turned into a large and rampaging mud monster.
The key is that it didn't have any self-awareness. After having enough fun, it pulled the cart towards Yan Yan who was guarding the shore, kicking and dancing happily all the way, and was so proud that it reached heaven.
There seems to be a sentence echoing in the air: Come on, come with me to the mud puddle and have fun!
Yan Yan got scared and ran away with her short legs. She knew that she was not strong enough and could not outrun Little Heidou, so she cleverly hid behind Shu Mingyi, and then——
Shu Mingyi was thrown into the arms by the mud monster, but that wasn't the end of it. After the mud monster landed, it increased its power and shook off the mud and water on its body.
Wow…
Most of the bad ideas flew into Shu Mingyi's face.
At this time, Shu Ming, who was covered in mud from head to toe and looked like a large clay sculpture, felt comfortable in his conscience, "Hahaha, I let you cheat me, I think you will get retribution this time!"
But Mrs. Shu, who was calling for dinner, looked at the clay man and clay dog in front of her and was heartbroken, "Oh my God, what are you doing?"
Shu Mingyi wiped the mud spots on his face guiltily and replied: "It's all the fault of Little Black Bean. It pulled the car and jumped into the mud pit, and even jumped on people."
Shu Mingliang nodded desperately, "Yes, it's all Xiao Heidou's fault!"
The culprit tilted his head, stuck out his tongue and gasped, looking innocent.
Mrs. Shu had a headache after seeing it, so she covered her face and left. Before leaving, she said harsh words: "Find a way to clean yourself up. If you don't do it, you won't be able to come back to sleep tonight!"
It’s okay not to have such a dirty son!
"What should we do? There is no water. Where can we take a shower?" Shu Mingliang opened the fender in front of the car and looked at his second brother sadly.
Shu Mingyi pointed at the little black bean that was rolling crazily on the grass, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Well, just like it, rub it on the grass, and it will be clean after rubbing it a few times."
As he spoke, he lay down on the ground and began to demonstrate personally.
Shu Mingliang: "..."
What did he do wrong? Why is he always the unlucky one?
The two uncles were rolling around in the mud, while Yan Yan pulled a handful of grass to wipe the car. Needless to say, the quality of the car was quite good, and it bumped around in the mud pit without any problems.
And the stability is also excellent. The little black bean ran so hard without throwing Shu Mingliang out, which shows how reliable its quality is.
So after dinner, Yan Yan confidently and boldly got on the luxury dog cart.
Little Heidou, who had received critical education, did not dare to jump into the mud puddle this time. Under the command of Little Tuanzi, he walked around and around the sleeping area.
However, occasionally when passing by a mud pit, it will stretch its neck and roar, expressing its deep and passionate love for the mud pit.
This rare thing made other children in the village so envious that they lined up to experience the feeling of riding in a dog cart. The owner of the dog cart, Yan Yan, also became a name on everyone's lips.
The first words children say hello when they meet:
"Did you take Yanyan's dog carriage?"
"Of course I sat down! I sat down twice!"
Some children can't sit still, and in their dreams at night they shout: "Yanyan, Yanyan, please let me sit in a circle quickly, please!"
In this way, Yan Yan became the child king of the village with this magic weapon. The first thing she did when she opened her eyes in the morning was to count the number of people who wanted to take the bus, and then arranged for everyone to line up to get on the bus.
His serious look was no different from that of the village chief next door who made people line up to share water.
After running for about eight or nine laps, the little black bean went on strike. He spread his hooves and fell down on the ground, gasping for breath. These little brats are really scary, they are so exhausted!
At this time, Yan Yan spread the "car fare" from her friend in front of it, including wild fruits, yam beans, dry food cubes... a lot of mess.
Little Black Bean took a piece of dry food and chewed it. Well, the breakfast he earned is delicious!
After dinner, a group of people set out on their way south again.
After walking through the desolate woods and setting foot on the official road, the number of refugees was obviously much greater than yesterday. Moreover, this group of people seemed to be particularly energetic, chattering in small groups.
The village chief stopped by and listened for a while. He was very excited when he heard the word "water" and said, "Folks, let's walk faster. There is water ahead!"
The word "water" is like a good medicine, instantly dispelling everyone's fatigue.
The men wiped their sweat and silently quickened their pace. The women gritted their teeth and followed immediately.
After walking for more than an hour, a group of people successfully arrived at a place with water - a deep pool at the foot of the mountain.
Surprisingly, the area around the deep pool that should have been filled with people was empty, with only a dozen men carrying knives standing guard on both sides, while the hungry and thirsty refugees were weeping secretly on the roadside holding bowls in their hands.
Looking further forward, there were several corpses lying on the side of the deep pool against the mountain. Some of them had blood on their foreheads, as if they had been killed by a collision; some had half of their necks broken, so they were obviously hacked to death.
The village chief, who was standing on the donkey cart and watching, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw this. Something was wrong with this situation!