Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 114 Freshly Baked Pampers

This competition will last for thirteen days, just in time for the Chinese New Year. But for the World Mirror, it will last for one hundred and thirty days, about four months, which is really long.

No matter how reluctant they were, they eventually entered the World Mirror.

And soon they ran into trouble.

A child, who had fallen to the ground like them, had her legs pierced by sharp stones. She stood up, scratched her hands again by the rough tree trunks, and after walking for a while on the uneven ground, blisters formed on the soles of her feet...

Oh my God, what kind of squeamish person is this?

In fact, Waiya and the others are also gradually expelling the impurities from their bodies, so they have enough time to naturally change into better and tougher skin. Naturally, they don't even notice the process.

So when a child suddenly becomes like this, they are really a little... confused.

It's not their fault, because no one told them what happened. They didn't even know that An Xi was gone. The children only knew that they were cheated, but they were not sure how.

So when others asked her about it, she could only say with tears in her eyes: "I became like this after soaking in that pool."

Three people who also took a bath in the pool:?

"Why are we okay?" Waiya didn't understand.

Chang Xiaoyu: "What pond?"

Upon hearing that they had bathed in the spirit pool, Chang Xiaoyu complained jealously that An Xi was partial and Jin Tong was stingy.

But now is not the time to talk about this. They appeared in an unfamiliar forest. The towering trees blocked out the sun. It was obviously not a place to stay for long.

If the child can't walk, they can take turns carrying her.

Chang Xiaoyu was reluctant at first, but after Waiya punched him twice, he was no longer reluctant.

The child lying on Chang Xiaoyu's back suddenly felt sad, and rolled his eyes as he came up with a bad idea: "Can I ride on your neck?"

Chang Xiaoyu, who endured the pain silently, said: "Can I beat you to death?"

"Just say no, that's all." The child grumbled and lay down in dissatisfaction.

But I'm still very happy.

The emperor is no more than this, right?

The child being carried on someone's back seems to have returned to his childhood, carefree and secretly wondering whose back is more comfortable.

Chang Xiaoyu and Hu Shanniang both have very good backs. They are tall enough and have enough flesh on their backs so that they don't hurt others.

Waiya and Old Man Li are almost the same, one is too thin, and the other is thin and a little hunchbacked.

Cao Ping is generally shorter than a child, and things look a little strange when you lie on his back.

As for Zhuier, even if she was willing to carry her, the child would not lie on her. She was too small and was just an annoying little sister.

The little puppy sister who would grit her teeth when she lay on Hu Shanniang's back.

I really want to throw her a bone.

The child hugged Waiya's neck and thought silently.

I don’t know how big this forest is, and I haven’t been able to get out after walking for a long time.

But they did not lose heart, they were sure that there must be someone nearby.

"Sister, there's one here too."

Hu Zhuier used a stick to push aside a clump of grass, revealing another shrine only two feet high.

There was nothing in the stone shrine. There was a flat stone slab protruding from the ground, and on it was a ceramic incense burner, which was half the height of the shrine.

As they walked along, they saw many such shrines along the road, which seemed to be set up in a certain direction.

Follow these shrines and you're bound to find something.

Except for Old Man Li who bowed to the shrine, everyone else continued searching.

Suddenly, the child stretched his neck and said, "I hear the sound of water."

Her eyesight and ears became particularly sharp.

It's not just the eyes and ears, the tongue and nose have also become quite sensitive. The child could smell the fragrance of breakfast from a long distance in the morning, and now he can taste the filling of the buns by licking his lips.

The bean filling is really strange, but surprisingly delicious. It's just that you have to pick out the pork inside, which is a bit troublesome.

Guo Huotou is indeed good at cooking.

Having sharp senses is not a very comfortable thing, and getting hurt will make it more painful.

Waiya carried her on her back and walked with everyone in the direction she pointed. She was always scratched by tree branches and grass, which was really annoying.

It was probably summer here, the grass was lush and there were thorny grass seeds. They had changed into thin clothes before coming in, and now these grass seeds could directly penetrate the thin clothes and pierce their flesh.

The other people didn't think much of it, but the child was already very upset.

Fortunately, they found a water source, a very narrow stream, only slightly larger than the shrine, which could be considered a stream.

After seeing the wide river, looking at this one, you will feel that the flow is not very smooth.

But it was just enough to quench their thirst. They scooped up water with their hands and brought it to their mouths eagerly. The weather was hot and humid, but the water was still ice-cold. Perhaps it was a mountain spring.

They rested by the water for a while and did not look for the shrine. They simply walked upstream along the current.

When it was getting dark, we finally saw some people.

This is a small village, very different from theirs.

The houses are built with wood and bamboo.

The crops were planted on the higher slopes of the mountain. The stream they followed became wider as it went upstream, and when it reached the edge of the village it looked a bit like a small river. The water looked to be half a person's height, but still clean and clear.

There are rocks, water plants and fine sand at the bottom. If you look closely, you can see small fish as big as the tip of a finger swimming in it occasionally, each one looking lonely and thin.

It’s not that there are no big fish, but the bigger ones are caught by the fine nets. There are also two boards standing on the stream at the entrance of the village, blocking the water with only a small gap.

The villagers were fishing and washing clothes by the stream, while the children were fishing in the shallows, picking up stones, and skipping stones. They looked no different from them in terms of their contentment.

They were also simple and warm-hearted. They said they were lost and the village chief almost sent someone to take them down the mountain.

What's the difference between them and refugees now? If they really go down there, they will have nowhere to go.

"No, no." They shook their heads helplessly, not knowing what to say.

Old man Li spoke for them, "Alas, I'm afraid we can't leave for the time being. Old brother, please look, my granddaughter is weak and injured her leg on the way, so it's hard for her to move. Can you be shameless and ask for a place to stay for two days? We can leave when the child is a little better."

The village chief looked in the direction he pointed and saw the child's glaring bald head and blood-stained pants at a glance.

She was just pricked by a stone, it's not serious, she just bleeds a lot. Actually, the wound has almost healed.

Old man Li made up a story for her that she was born weak and had to be raised in a nunnery. He also said that they were a family and that they had gone to live with relatives after their family suffered a disaster, and that the clothes she was wearing were given by a kind-hearted wealthy family.

It's nonsense, but he talks in a very serious manner.

I don’t know where the rich relative named Li Fugui is.

"He said it was right here, but we've been looking for it for days and haven't found it. We've run out of money and I'm afraid we won't be able to go back. If anything happens to the child again, I won't be able to face my son and daughter-in-law even if I die."

The miserable faces, coupled with the sorrow for the hardships of people's lives, have already caused some soft-hearted people to sob.

Yes, their parents died in that flood while trying to save their children who were washed away.

Or he had already escaped, and went to the nunnery to rescue her.

The story was so touching that the children's eyes were red.

"Grandpa, I miss my parents so much. They said they love me the most. Why can't they be with me?"

Damn flood, how presumptuous, where did it wash my people away?

Give it back to me!

Chang Xiaoyu slapped her on the back: "Stop talking, sister!"

He lowered his head, seeming a little sad, but his eyes clearly said: Stop talking nonsense!

Now the editing is pretty good.

The child closed his mouth unwillingly: Humph!

She had other things to tell, like how the nuns loved her too and were frantically searching for her but got separated from her.

Why can’t I say it? Almost everyone loves me.

It’s hard to say whether she loves him or not. Except for Waiya who carries her on her back, everyone else gives her a warning look, pretending to cover their faces with sadness: Don’t talk nonsense!

Okay, okay.