After being fussed like this and it rained, I would definitely not be able to sleep.

Everyone finally waited until dawn, and the rain didn't mean to stop.

The official urged them to continue on the road, but they didn't give them breakfast, probably because of yesterday's incident.

I’m giving them a warning, and you’ll be hungry!

Everyone was cold, hungry, sleepy and tired!

"Boss, if we don't give these people a meal, will His Highness King Jin..." Gu Qing's subordinate in the carriage asked.

Gu Qing snorted coldly, "It's nothing to be hungry. I've given him some face when I happened yesterday."

It’s really nothing to be hungry, but this and I haven’t slept all night and got wet again. The people with poor physical fitness in the exile team couldn’t stand it and fainted.

Even so, the team had no intention of stopping. Their family had no choice but to carry them on their backs.

At noon, God finally gave up his promise to clear up.

“The rain has stopped.”

Song Shangshang looked at the sun above her head. The rain was not heavy, but it started from twelve o'clock in the middle of the night and until noon the next day, and it took about twelve hours.

Her soles were all watered and wet, and her feet were probably soaked and turned white.

Even though she was wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat, her clothes were still wet.

These people were wet in straw raincoats and hats, not to mention those who were not worn.

The whole person turned into a chicken.

Song Hui walked step by step behind the team with a gloomy face. He was originally a fierce person, but now he looked even more terrifying with a gloomy face, just like an executioner on the execution ground.

A man walking beside him suddenly took off his pants and shouted, "I want to pee, pee."

Song Hui was upset and wanted to kick him, but when he saw the official officer a few meters away, he took his foot back.

He said impatiently, "Go, go, stay there."

I don’t know what happened to the other party. I was fine yesterday, but today I suddenly became like a fool.

Could it be that someone accidentally hurt his mind during the melee yesterday?

Song Hui had no impression.

The exiled team continued to walk, and the officials did not stop and did not dare to rest.

Song Shangshang felt that she was about to exhaustion, hungry and tired, and now she and her mother ate a piece of burnt elm seed egg cake and a piece of jerky meat.

The younger brother and sister in the backpack are fine, she secretly ate boiled eggs and milk.

She observed the situation of the two children all the way. Although the basket was covered with a straw raincoat, it also leaked a little rain into it.

Fortunately, both of them wrapped their bodies in quilts.

There is no cold or fever at present.

After walking for another two hours, the team finally stopped by a small river before the sun set.

The official officer started to set up a fire and cook. Song Shangshang also lit a fire. Because it was raining, the firewood was wet and difficult to ignite.

It took her a lot of effort to ignite it.

Song Shangshang first took off Su Yunrou's shoes and baked them dry, and then roasted them himself.

It is said that the clothes of these people were locked up in prison for a few days, and walked on the road to exile for more than ten days, sweating, and with another rain yesterday, the smell emitted was really indescribable.

I feel like I am almost the same as the beggars on the street, and maybe I am not as good as them.

The whole body was sticky and greasy. Song Shangshang reached out and grabbed his hair. The original owner's three thousand black hairs had now become a wool blanket.

There were no fleas inside, so Song Shangshang shook unconsciously.

Too scary.

[Don't worry, there are no foreign objects on your body, nor on your family.] The system mechanical sound rang in Song Shangshang's mind.

Song Shangshang felt relieved, "It's better if there isn't." She responded to the thing the most.

The supper was ready soon, but unexpectedly, the official not only gave each of them an extra black-fried steamed bun, but also an extra bowl of ginger soup.

It's so strange! Since I've sent them more now, wouldn't it be better to give them food in the morning?

"I don't know what they mean?" The old man ate the steamed bun and took another sip of ginger soup. "This is to slap you first and then give you a candied date."

Song Shangshang thought for a while and said, "Maybe it was raining in the morning that it couldn't make a fire, so he didn't give it to us for food."

She couldn't think of any other reason.

"Big niece, do you think what they gave us fresh food? The steamed buns on your hands have been made for several days." Song Zhao's youngest son Song Jingrui pointed to the steamed buns on your hands and said.

The steamed buns they ate are not only hard, but some are also moldy.

Song Shangshang: "......" OK.

Inside the carriage.

"Your Highness, the ginger soup has been delivered." Qingyu said respectfully.

Si Yu put away the book in his hand, "Okay."

He can only do some of these. If he intervenes too much, it will be bad, which will be even more unfavorable to the Eighth Prince.

After eating and drinking, they dried their clothes and bedding on the fire, and Song Shangshang's family planned to go to bed.

After the three of them went to bed, she took out the thermometer and secretly measured the temperature of the three of them at home.

All are quite normal.

It seems that their family has good physical fitness. In the afternoon, someone in Shangshu's team had a fever. I don't know what the person is doing now.

She set an alarm clock with the system and asked it to wake her up every two hours. She was worried that their family had two children! If anyone had a fever in the middle of the night, she didn't know that the two children were so young, so they wouldn't burn people to death.

Song Shangshang was woken up by the system at around 2 a.m. As usual, he took the temperature of the two young men, and it showed that it was 36°.6, which was normal.
Chapter completed!