Just after dawn the next day, Shi Qingxue woke up from her sleep, and then she couldn't sleep again.
But she knew that Yang Zhong and Yang Yun had been running around with her for so long, so she had no choice but to force herself to continue lying in bed.
It wasn't until Chen that I couldn't wait to get up.
Yang Zhong and Yang Yun have also gathered more than ten people to go out with Shi Qingxue.
They traveled lightly and had a guide to guide them, so they encountered no trouble along the way.
However, when they reached the yellow sand of Damo, a tornado suddenly blew up.
Human beings are too insignificant in front of nature. Shi Qingxue was drowned by the overwhelming storm sand before she could react.
"Prince Princess!"
Shi Qingxue finally only heard Yang Zhong yelling, and then completely lost consciousness.
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In the desert yellow sand, more than a dozen people were walking hard.
They are big and small, male and female, and some are from Mo and Liang.
It looked like they were traveling in a group. They had just been hit by a sandstorm. All their goods were lost, and there was only one camel left.
But being able to save a life by chance is already a great blessing among misfortunes.
It was also because Shi Qingxue and the others were inexperienced and in a hurry that they were so easily scattered by the wind and sand.
In a place like the desert, the more people are connected together, the smaller the impact will be.
Therefore, everyone in this caravan did not dislike the old, weak, sick and disabled in the caravan. They all used a hemp rope to help connect their waists together.
Move forward step by step.
Suddenly, no one knew who it was, suddenly shouted, "Look over there!"
Everyone else looked over and saw something seemed to be covered in the yellow sand in the distance.
Experienced people immediately realize that this may be a 'treasure' left by previous generations. If you are lucky, you may have a chance to find the scarcest material in the desert - water.
Everyone discussed it for a while, then walked to the small sandbag together, and then started digging together.
While digging, a woman suddenly let out a scream, pointed at the place where she was digging, and shouted, "Yes, it's a person."
It was the middle-aged man next to her who came to his senses first and immediately called on the workers to speed up the digging. After a while, a person was completely dug out.
Only then did they notice that the person buried was a young woman. Her face was covered with yellow sand and soil, and she was so dirty that her appearance was hard to distinguish.
The middle-aged man patted the young woman's face and shouted in a low voice: "Hey! Wake up, wake up!"
no response.
He felt the young woman's pulse again, and there was a pulse.
At this time, it turned out that the middle-aged woman took out an animal skin bag from under the young woman's body and immediately said with great joy: "It's water!"
Everyone was extremely happy. At this time, someone whispered, "Feed her some water!"
The middle-aged man took the water bag, with some hesitation on his face.
In the desert, a drop of water is extremely precious and can even save people's lives. However, their own water is almost at the bottom and they still have to feed such a large group of people.
At this time, another low voice came from the team, "The water belongs to her!"
Everyone looked at the middle-aged man intently, and no one dared to say anything about not giving the young woman a drink. After all, no one could predict what would happen next.
Once an opening is made about refusing to save someone, it will get out of hand. No one wants to be the next person to be given up.
The middle-aged man finally opened the animal skin bag, fed the young woman a sip of water, and patted the woman's face.
After a while, the young woman woke up coughing.
The young woman opened her eyes with difficulty, and what she saw were several big heads, "Where is this?"
"Still in the desert! Girl, are you okay?" The middle-aged woman helped the man up and asked with concern.
"I'm fine."
The young woman used the strength to sit up and looked around again. They were all unfamiliar faces. Her eyes immediately dimmed and she closed her mouth and stopped talking.
But at this time, everyone was busy digging for the 'treasure' underneath, and no one had time to pay attention to her.
It wasn't until all the supplies around the young woman were dug out, and the middle-aged man ordered a few young people to carry the supplies onto the backs of camels, that he turned to the young woman and asked, "Girl, our caravan is going back to Meng'an." , Girl, where are you going?”
"Meng'an?" The young woman was stunned for a moment. Remembering that Meng'an was the capital of the Liang Kingdom, she immediately responded: "Can I go with you?"
The middle-aged man didn't want to bring such a burden with him, but the woman's belongings were too abundant. He couldn't commit robbery in public, and he wanted to seize the young woman's belongings, so he had to wear it.
"Okay then! Follow at the end and tie your waist with a rope. Don't get lost!"
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much!" The young woman said several thanks, then climbed up from the ground, walked to the back of the line, behind a seven or eight-year-old boy, and picked up the remaining hemp rope. Tie it around your waist.
The caravan set off again and walked all the way until night fell again. Then everyone found a sheltered place to stop, lit a fire, and gathered in the fire to keep warm.
Maybe she got the benefit of being a young woman, and the middle-aged man was quite generous to her when sharing the food.
The young woman was given a small bowl of water and a piece of dry food, but the little boy next to her was not so lucky and only had half a palm-sized portion of dry food.
"You..." The young woman looked at the water and dry food in her hands, and then at the little boy who lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.
After hesitating for a moment, she took a small sip of water, and then brought the bowl to the boy.
The little boy suddenly raised his head and looked at the young woman, a look of surprise on his cold face.
The young woman didn't seem to realize how unusual her behavior was among the crowd. She pushed the bowl in front of the boy and asked gently: "Are you thirsty? Have a drink of water!"
The boy rarely showed a hesitant look. After a long time, he took the water bowl, but he only took a small sip and returned it.
"Little girl, you are so kind. You only have a little bit of water and you share it with others."
The middle-aged woman said sourly.
After hearing this, the young woman just smiled indifferently and said softly: "Just a small sip. He is a child. He will definitely not be able to stand without drinking water for a whole day!"
The middle-aged woman originally wanted to embarrass the young woman, but she received such a calm answer. She was speechless and turned back angrily.
The young woman was really hungry and finished the remaining dry food in a few mouthfuls.
Such a small amount of food is really not enough!
The young woman rubbed her belly and smiled bitterly.
She never thought that she would starve one day.
While she was laughing at herself, a piece of dry food appeared in front of her.
The young woman was stunned and looked over at the hand holding the dry food, and saw the boy bringing the dry food to her.
He said with a serious face: "You can eat it! I don't owe you anything anymore!"
The young woman was stunned for a moment, and it took her a while to realize that the other party wanted to give her the only piece of dry food he had, as a reward for the saliva she had just given.
"You..." The young woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She pushed the dry food back and whispered, "Eat yours!"
The boy looked at the dry food still in his hand, and then at the young woman, with a puzzled expression on his face, as if he didn't understand why the woman didn't want his things.
When the others were not paying attention, the young woman leaned into the boy's ear and whispered: "I still have half a piece of bread in my pocket. Eat it quickly! If it's not enough, I'll give it to you."
The boy then took small bites of his dry food.
The young woman was also looking at the boy's furry little head, and suddenly felt that her fatigue from the day had dissipated a lot.
He also became more conversational and took the initiative to say, "My name is Shi Qingxue, what's your name?"
The boy didn't even raise his head and responded in a vague voice: "Abao."
"Abao?" The young woman, Shi Qingxue, repeated in a low voice, suddenly showing a faint smile.
She comes from the Mo Country and has little contact with the Liang people. She doesn't know what the Liang people's naming habits are. She just thinks that the name Abao is a bit strange and a bit cute.
Ah Bao and Ah Bao, they should be the little treasures held in the hands of their parents, how come they are suffering in this long yellow sand!
Shi Qingxue couldn't help but feel a little more pity for Abao.
Although she was currently in a situation where she could not protect herself, and there was no guarantee that there would be tomorrow tomorrow, she could not help but secretly decide in her heart that she must take good care of this little boy.
When you are out of danger, help the boy find his parents. If you can't find them, there is nothing wrong with keeping the little boy by your side.
More people, just more mouths to open!
Just, I wonder how Yang Zhong and the others are doing
Thinking of the time when she and her men were separated, Shi Qingxue had another headache, but she wasn't too worried.
After all, if an inexperienced person like her could save a life, Yang Zhong and the others would definitely have no problem.
It was just such a big sandstorm, but I don’t know if Yang Zhong and the others managed to escape, or if they found Mo Junyang!
This is what Shi Qingxue is most worried about so far.
But it would be useless for her to worry now. She could only hope to survive first.
And the destination of this caravan is Mengan, she might...
The more Shi Qingxue thought about it, the more hopeful she felt. She lost her previous dejection and started chatting with Abao, hoping to ask him about Abao's situation so that he could find relatives for him.
Unexpectedly, Abao turned out to be a very unique little boy. After chatting with him for a long time, the only useful information he got was his name.
Others either kept silent or talked about him.
Shi Qingxue couldn't laugh or cry again. Seeing that A Bao was shivering from the cold and still holding on, she couldn't bear it. She hugged him into her arms under his astonished eyes and said gently: "Okay, if you don't want to tell me, I won't either." I asked. You have a good sleep in my arms, so you can continue your journey tomorrow!"
Abao seemed to struggle for a moment, but he didn't use any force at all. His head was buried in Shi Qingxue's arms, and then a weak voice came out, "It's you who wants to hug me!"
Shi Qingxue: "..."
It seems that he is still a arrogant little devil!