PFC Chapter 1012 Catching Up with the Team
Chapter 1012 Catching Up with the Team
Five days later.
Lu Qingqing frowned as she looked at the thick fog ahead, which showed no signs of dissipating.
Five days have passed since they retreated from the mountains.
These past few days, they have been sending people into the mountains to investigate every day.
But the thick fog hadn't dissipated, and the situation in the mountains was no different from before.
Those who went in were afraid of getting into trouble, so they only went a short distance along the mountain path before turning back.
She herself had led a team in there twice, and all she could say was that the mountains were shrouded in thick fog, and nothing could be seen clearly, making it unsuitable for traveling.
In the current situation, all we can do is wait for the fog to dissipate.
In Lu Qingqing's opinion, even if the fog could hold out for a long time, it would only last for a week at most.
It should be ready in two or three days at most.
She turned and went back to the shed in the camp.
It was almost lunchtime, and the campsite was filled with the aroma of food.
Among them, smoked bacon has the strongest flavor.
After leaving Rongyang Town, whenever they stopped, everyone would hang the cured meat they had been given above the firewood pile to smoke.
After all, the restaurant had only pickled the meat and then simply smoked it.
To prevent cured meat from spoiling, subsequent smoking is also essential.
During the two days we stayed at the foot of the mountain, the stoves in the camp were covered with cured meat.
The aroma of the meat during grilling made many people salivate.
Every day, I eat some cured meat at least once.
In addition, a large number of people in the queue were steaming buns.
It was rare for the group to stay for so long, and the people who had been eating flatbread every day finally had some free time to steam some soft steamed buns.
At this moment, Old Man Zhuang was squatting by the stove, tending the fire, with four layers of steamers placed on the pot.
These four layers of steamers were actually put together by the four of them.
However, although there are many steamers, the pots used on the way to escape famine are small, so the steamers are naturally not very big.
Therefore, even if all four layers of steamers are used to make steamed buns, there won't be many.
However, there will be plenty of time.
After kneading the dough, set it aside and wait for the steamed buns to cook over a fire.
When Bai Song saw Lu Qingqing return, he beckoned her over.
When Lu Qingqing, holding an oil-paper umbrella, went to the large umbrella where he was, she saw a plate of steaming fried dough sticks in front of him.
"Qingqing, come and try this! These are fried dough sticks that Erniu just made. They smell delicious!"
Lu Qingqing didn't stand on ceremony and took a few pieces to try.
These fried dough sticks were clearly fresh out of the fryer and still a little warm. One bite revealed a crispy texture with a hint of sweetness.
After a few chews, the aroma of wheat and sesame spreads in your mouth.
All I can say is that Xu Erniu's cooking skills are really good.
Lu Qingqing even thought that these fried dough sticks were more fragrant than the ones Old Man Zhuang had made before.
I ate a few with gusto, chatting with Bai Song as I ate.
The two of them were still talking about the thick fog.
However, after staying here for several days, they knew that the fog would not spread further, and they were less afraid when talking about the fog.
Because no one came over, even the guards became lax.
At this moment, the outermost edge of the camp.
The soldier on duty was chatting with the person next to him when he suddenly heard the sound of wheels rolling on the ground behind him.
In a panic, I looked back and saw a car approaching in the distance.
"Someone is approaching! Be on alert!"
Upon hearing this shout, everyone in the group hurriedly stopped what they were doing and went back to get their weapons.
Just as everyone was nervously watching behind them, the mule cart came into view.
Seeing that there were only two cars, many people in the queue breathed a sigh of relief.
"Young Master Lu, I am Old Sun!"
"Grandpa Zhuang, I am Sun Erhe!"
"Young Master Qin, I am Sun Dahai!"
From the direction of the mule cart not far away, several excited, trembling voices came.
Lu Qingqing and the others looked closely and saw the driver waving at them.
And waving were Sun Laohai and his family.
Lu Qingqing and Old Man Zhuang rushed out without even taking their umbrellas.
As the mule cart approached, Sun Xiaobao on board shouted excitedly.
"Uncle Lu, it's me, Xiao Bao!"
Lu Qingqing ran forward and picked up the little one.
Beside them, Sun Dahai and Sun Erhe excitedly stepped forward and hugged the crowd that rushed over.
"We've finally caught up! We've finally caught up!"
As she spoke, her nose tingled, and tears mingled with the raindrops and streamed down her face.
Sun Laohai also stepped forward and hugged Zhuang Laotou, unable to hold back his tears.
"Uncle Zhuang, I've finally caught up with you!"
Old Zhuang patted him on the shoulder, full of emotion.
"It's good that you caught up, it's good that you caught up!"
As he spoke, he led his men down to the bottom of the shed.
Someone stepped forward, led the mule cart to the camp, and helped unload the cart frame and set up the tent.
Old Zhuang and the others then led Sun Laohai's family to the area below the shed.
Leave a stove empty so they can dry their clothes.
A group of people gathered around the stove, asking questions all at once.
Sun Dahai had already wiped away his tears. When asked by the crowd, he recounted his previous experiences in detail.
Speaking of the tense atmosphere in Dongyuan City when entering and leaving the city.
As everyone listened to his words, they also recalled the fierce battle they had fought in the city that night.
When talking about the traces left by the mudslide on the mountain, everyone was filled with emotion.
If they hadn't taken cover beforehand, they would probably all be dead.
The two days spent cleaning the road afterwards exhausted them even more.
He then recounted how he was chased by villagers carrying weapons and nearly lost his life.
Everyone listened with trepidation.
Finally, when Rongyang Town, which they had passed through a few days ago, was mentioned, many people still missed the food there.
After a long chat, not only Sun Laohai's family, but also everyone around them was filled with emotion.
To be honest, no one in the team thought they could catch up.
They were all shocked that they were able to catch up.
After hearing their story, I was even more amazed by the hardships they had endured along the way.
After learning about Sun Laohai's family's experience, the villagers in the group secretly decided that they must never leave the group.
It was incredibly lucky that Sun Laohai and his family were able to catch up safely.
Just thinking about it terrifies them.
While everyone was chatting, Old Man Zhuang went and brought over some freshly steamed white flour buns.
Sun Laohai's family was a little embarrassed and declined several times.
After being coldly reprimanded by Old Man Zhuang, he obediently picked up the food and ate it.
After the family finished eating, looking at the tent that had been set up and the mules that had been settled, tears almost welled up in their eyes again.
Bai Song looked at the dark circles under the family's eyes and knew they probably hadn't slept well for quite some time.
He wanted to express his concern, but his words came out stiffly.
"Stop with the sentimental stuff!"
After finally catching up, I should go get some sleep and recharge.
This little one looks a bit thinner. He needs to get some more sleep and eat something good to help him recover!
Ever since Bai Song left them money to enter the city last time, Sun Laohai knew that Bai Song was all bark and no bite, so he obediently agreed.