After saying a hasty farewell to Granny Yang and her family, the Duan family hurriedly embarked on their escape in the dim sky before dawn.

There is too much food loaded on the carriage, which makes it difficult to walk. If you add people on it, it may be even harder to walk. Except for the younger children who are sitting in the carriage, the older ones are running as hard as they can on the road.

Chasing the pace of the carriage.

Qiao Lan planned to get out of the car and follow, but Duan Mingjing stopped him.

"Mom, you are in good health. Why don't you get out of the car and walk? You can get on the carriage! It's dark and the road is steep. What if you fall and hit something?" Duan Mingjing advised.

"Yes, mother, you'd better sit in the car. If you're tired, we'll get in the car and have a rest." Duan Mingchen followed.

"Okay, you go, but we may not be able to stop until dark." Qiao Lan said.

"Mom, don't worry, we know we can rest when we're tired!"

They say they need to rest, but no one can afford to rest when they are running for their lives.

Qiao Lan's carriage was the lightest, and several children in her family were sitting in her carriage.

The second child has a son and a daughter, as well as the third child’s twins.

Shang's child was still young, lying in a bamboo basket, looking around with round eyes. Young Duan Yutao looked after his sister in the basket.

The twin girls sat in the corner of the carriage without saying a word. They occasionally glanced at Qiao Lan but immediately looked away, looking a little scared.

Qiao Lan was not a person who knew how to coax children. Seeing the well-behaved children in the carriage, she felt at ease sitting there.

When the sky outside became brighter, there was still the sound of rolling ruts outside the car window, and Qiao Lan's stomach growled.

Although there was food at home, they had bought it in a hurry, and Qiao Lan had not told her family about the impending accident. Naturally, she had no time to eat as she was running for her life.

She had learned cooking skills when she was still in her boudoir, but after being in the family for so many years, let alone cooking, she had never even served a plate a few times. As for Qiao Lan herself, her cooking skills were limited to frying shredded potatoes.

The rice at home can be steamed in a rice cooker, and the bread can be made directly in a bread machine.

Qiao Lan looked at the food in the carriage and thought about what to do. The water and food in the carriage were ready, so there was no need to fetch water.

Then rinse some rice with water, put the rice in a pot and steam it.

Then I fried a bowl of pickles that I had prepared in the car, and stuffed the rice balls with pickles and crispy peanuts.

Qiao Lan's cooking skills are not good, but the smell of cooked food is very attractive to the hungry children.

Everyone looked at Qiao Lan's position, their eyes shining brightly.

Qiao Lan finished making her first rice ball and was about to taste it herself to see if it was salty. When she noticed the children's looks, she felt embarrassed to eat alone.

I made three small rice balls and prepared to distribute them to the three young children in the car.

"Nuo, let's eat." Qiao Lan handed over the bowl.

Duan Yutao happily took the rice ball from the bowl and said, "Thank you, grandma." Then he couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth.

Duan Siqi and Duan Siqi hesitated for a while, but still took the things from grandma's bowl.

"Thank you, grandma." The twins said in unison.

The children had small mouths and could only bite a small piece of rice balls in one bite, but because they were so hungry, they ate very quickly. They kept gnawing like hamsters, and Qiao Lan looked a little surprised.

"Don't eat in a hurry, be careful not to choke. There is water in the pot." Qiao Lan said and handed over a small water bag.

These are all materials purchased in Feng'an Town.

Not only were the people in the car hungry, but the people outside the car were also very hungry. In addition, they had to rush, and their chests were pressed against their backs.

But now they were running for their lives, how dare they talk to the old lady about eating, and they all gritted their teeth and hurried on.

Mrs. Wang smelled the aroma coming from the car and her stomach growled. She turned to her sweating daughter who ran to her side and said, "When the old lady is full, you can get in the car and prepare some food. Then

Maybe the old lady will be in a better mood later."

"Make more and make some for your family."

Duan Sitong gritted his teeth and nodded. Because he hadn't drank water for a long time, his lips were dry and peeling.

Just when the mother and daughter were thinking about when Qiao Lan would finish their meal, they heard a sound coming from Qiao Lan's carriage.

"My wife!"

Mrs. Wang hurriedly came over and said, "Mom, what's wrong? I'm here!"

The car curtain suddenly opened, and a small round basket filled with rice balls and cattails was handed out first.

Qiao Lan was bending down to lift this thing up, "I made some food, you can share it with me and eat some to fill your stomach first."

Mrs. Wang was surprised and happy when she saw the dozen rice balls piled on the basket.

The people of the Duan family also focused their attention here.

"What are you doing standing there? Take it over here! There is hot water in the car. If you want to drink it, give me the water bag."

"Hey! Mom, can you please cook for us?" Mrs. Wang gratefully took the straw basket.

After saying that, Qiao Lan lowered the car curtain, sat back to his original position, and prepared to continue making some food.

The pot at home was too small, and the cooked rice was not enough for one meal, so Qiao Lan had to cook it again.

This is still breakfast. After finishing this, I have to prepare lunch later.

Thinking of this, Qiao Lan glanced at the carriage inadvertently, and saw several children looking at her with bright eyes, completely unlike the timidity and fear they had before.

Will these children be ready after just one meal?

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Qiao Lan was surprised, but didn't think much about it.

Looking at those sixteen pairs of chopsticks, she felt that she could do this task or not.

Mrs. Wang was holding a rice ball outside and gave one to everyone in her family. The rice balls varied in size, but they were all about the size of a fist.

A few days ago, we were well-dressed and well-fed, with wine and meat every meal, but now we have to eat rice balls while on the road.

Duan Mingjing felt a little bit different in his heart, and his legs were still aching. He took a hard bite of the rice ball and chewed a few mouthfuls, feeling a little surprised.

He thought it was just white rice balls, but he didn't expect that there was something added inside.

While chewing, I took a look and saw that there were pickles, ordinary pickles, and peanuts.

Rice is the most common brown rice, pickles were something he would never eat before, and peanuts are something he occasionally takes a bite of. The combination of these three simple things has a wonderful taste.

Duan Mingjing took a bite and felt that the taste was very good, so he started chewing it. Eating was a happy thing, but the more Duan Mingjing ate, the more uncomfortable he became.

Woohoo! The second young master of the Duan family used to be a man whose meat fell to the ground without blinking an eye, but now he is holding pickles and eating them happily! These days are really hard!

Compared to Duan Mingjing's pessimism, other members of the Duan family are much more content.

Duan Mingchen happily ate the rice balls made by Qiao Lan!

This is the first time in his life that he has eaten food cooked by his mother!

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