Bringing Space on the Road to Raise a Child

In fact, some people did do this. There were indeed many holes at the bottom of the river, but it seemed that they were not lucky enough to find water.

But when she saw the wooden stick in her hand, Gulan's eyes that had just lit up dimmed again. How could they dig deeper with just the sticks in their hands?

"Mom, what's wrong?" An'an looked at his mother in confusion, wondering why his mother stopped walking.

"Nothing." Gulan, who came back to her senses, touched the little bun, and then continued to look at the mud under her feet.

It was estimated that there was still half an hour before it was really dark, so she had to give it a try anyway.

Then Gulan used the wooden stick in her hand to dig at the cracked land under her feet, but this efficiency made Gulan want to throw away the wooden stick and use the shovel in the space.

An An, the little bun, looked at his mother strangely. Although he didn't know what his mother was doing, it didn't stop him from following his mother and poking the dry land with the small wooden stick in his hand. Dahei, who was standing next to him, also looked at him strangely for a few times, and then imitated the little bun and scratched it quickly with his claws.

The two front paws were digging at the cracked ground under their feet at a fast speed, and the speed was obviously much faster than Gulan and the others.

A burst of mud flew up, and Dahei's head and body were full of mud.

Gulan was also digging down along the crack with the wooden stick in hir hand, and she smiled at Little bun and Dahei who were also working hard.

On the other side, Gulan and her companions actions were also seen by other refugees who did not go ashore. Looking at the traces of digging scattered on the bottom of the river, most of them shook their heads and walked towards the river bank, not thinking that this big and small plus a skinny dog ​​would find anything.

"Let's go up too, there won't be anything to find here." A ragged old man said to his children and grandchildren who came down with him, his eyes full of confusion, helplessness and numbness about life. He glanced at the big and small who were digging in the distance, sighed slightly, and walked towards the river bank with weak steps.

The other people also left the riverbed with frowns on their faces, their hearts full of worry. If they couldn't find water and food, how long could they last?

"Mom, Nini is hungry..."

"Be good, accompany me to look for it, and there will be food soon."

"Yes, mom..."

The woman who spoke carefully protected her daughter, trying to stay away from others, and rummaged under the river, but unfortunately, like others, she didn't get much.

The woman looked sad and looked at the few wild vegetables in the wooden basket. Although it was more than usual, she thought of her harsh mother-in-law, and she might not even get two leaves of vegetables for her and her daughter.

The woman felt very bitter in her heart. Looking at her thin and weak daughter, even though she was weak, she still took a staggering step to find more food, so that her mother-in-law would be merciful and give her child more.

On the other side, Gulan, who was hundreds of meters away from the mother and daughter, was struggling with the cracked land, ignoring the strange looks around.

After digging for a while, although the soil moisture increased significantly, there was no sign of water at all. To be honest, Gulan was ready to give up.

What if she didn't give up? It was an impossible task to dig a deep pit with only the stick in her hand.

When Gulan looked up at the sky in silence, An'an's surprised voice came over.

"Mom, what do you think this is?"

Then a shell creature about the size of her palm wrapped in mud appeared in front of Gulan.

Her brain was slow for a few seconds, and Gulan's eyes suddenly lit up when she reacted. If she was not mistaken, this was... a river clam.

Gulan looked at the light in the river clam's eyes getting brighter and brighter, then took the river clam wrapped in mud from the little bun's hand and looked at the gap on the edge of the river clam.   

In fact, Gulan had a premonition when she felt the weight of the clams in her hands. Looking at the clams that were tightly closed and emitting a trace of water vapor, Gulan's eyes were filled with joy.

Yes, how can rivers be without clams and snails? They are very tenacious and can survive as long as there is a little chance.

There is obviously moisture underground at the place under his feet, which is also the main reason why the clams are alive.

In other words, there should be other living clams or snails here.

Thinking of this, Gulan, who has seen all kinds of good things, couldn't remain calm. She happily hugged the little bun.

"Son, your're awesome. You found something to eat. There is meat in it. We will have meat to eat." Although a little excited, Gulan still suppressed her excitement and whispered to her son.

Although An'ann was still a little shy in the face of his mother's enthusiasm, he was much better than before. His mother said that this was a manifestation of her love for him.

Hearing his mother's praise, An'an was very happy and smiled foolishly while grabbing the clams thrown on the ground by his mother.

This is what the mother of the food "has meat" said. For him who has experienced extreme hunger, what does food represent? The little boy has already understood and knows what it means to cherish. He holds it tightly with his little hands.

"Mom..." The little bun raised the river clam in his hand and handed it to his mother again. His smile was sweet to Gulan's heart.

"Good boy" Gulan took the river clam and put it into the willow basket woven for the journey. It was wrapped in the deepest part of the willow basket, covered with dead leaves. There was no need to worry about dirtying the package when it was put in.

"Son, let's look for it together. Pay attention to the cracks." Gulan pointed to the cracks around and said.

It is impossible for river clams to wrap themselves deep in the mud to survive. They also need to breathe, so they are most likely to hide in the cracks.

Gulan looked up at the sky. It would be dark soon. They didn't have much time.

"Son, come on!" Gulan waved to the little bun.

"Well, Dahei is here..." Ji An's emotions were completely driven by his mother. He called Dahei who was digging the ground and pointed to the cracks to search carefully. Gulan did the same.

Soon, both mother and son had harvested something, and they showed each other their spoils.

"Mom... look..." An'an held up the river clam in his hand and looked at Gulan with a bright smile. Gulan did the same, and there was also a piece of mud in her hand.

But hers was not a river clam, but a snail the size of a baby's fist. Gulan checked it as soon as she dug it out. It was alive, not an empty shell.

Another harvest gave the mother and son great confidence. They threw it into the basket and looked for it again eagerly. If they were lucky, they would have something to eat in the next few days.

After the joint efforts of the mother and son, as they moved the basket, it became heavier and heavier, and the mother and son had more and more hidden smiles on their faces.

At the same time, their abnormality also attracted the attention of the few people at the bottom of the river, and everyone began to slowly approach them.

The first to discover it was the mother and daughter not far from them.

At first, the mother and daughter did not care, but as the distance got closer and closer, they noticed that the two people in front of them kept moving and digging the soil too frequently, and from time to time they would throw things into the basket, which was a bit strange.

"Mom, what are they...doing? Are they digging out food?" The little girl was starving, and the only thing she could think of was eating