"This damn thief, it's really a bad thing."

Zhou Baoyu, who was full of uneven faces, waved the spoon in his hand, and shouted furiously: "Blow us with the wind and hit us with the rain, all these tortures are gone, but we don't have much food, and it still wastes our food so much, it's really right."

"Okay, what do you think of whispering like?" Zhang Qingshan stopped Zhou Baoyu's nagging, pulled Zhou Ping to the fire, and glanced at the pot again. Seeing that it was cooking dry beef, he looked up and asked, "Why don't you stop barley flour?"

"I'm not thinking that the barley on the horse will definitely be wet. I'll feel that it can save money. So, I just cook the beef first, and when you come back, I'll cook more barley."

Regarding Zhou Baoyu's cleverness and vision, Zhang Qingshan nodded with satisfaction. Zhou Ping, who was taking out a cigarette next to him, looked up at Zhou Baoyu and joked: "You kid, don't pretend to be noble. Who doesn't know that you, a greedy guy, must be thinking about cooking more beef, right?"

"Lao Zhou, you can drink more wine, but you can't talk nonsense. I obviously want to save money."

Before Zhou Baoyu could finish his words, he saw Lao Zhou look behind him, grab the bag of dried beef and hand it to Zhou Baoyu: "Come on, let's satisfy your wish today, and cook more beef to make you enjoy your mouth."

Zhou Baoyu was indeed a foodie. When he heard that he could cook more beef, he immediately lost the intention of quarrel with Zhou Ping. He happily added three pieces of beef to the pot. Then, he reached into his pocket again, but looked at Zhang Qingshan with a little charming look.

"Okay, I'll especially allow you to cook more yi chunks today."

"Brother, you are so nice to me."

He quickly threw the beef into it, stirred it with a spoon for a few times, and said to Zhang Qingshan: "Brother, it's dawn now. I'll go with you to find the other horse that ran away?"

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Pingyi, who was smoking, immediately objected: "You little body can go into the water to salvage it? Is it better to cook here and wait for us to come back."

"How can that work? You and your elder brother went to salvage it just now, and it's my turn."

Zhou Ping was about to argue, but Zhang Qingshan, who was beside him, interrupted, "Forget it, Lao Zhou, let Baoyu go with me this time. You should roast more fire and warm your body to avoid catching a cold."

Seeing Zhang Qingshan speak, and his whole body is indeed a little cold now, the key is that he understands that he feels a bit cold now. If we put water again, or if we don’t quickly warm up the body, we may be really cold. And having a cold will definitely affect the progress. So, Zhou Ping pondered for a moment and nodded and said, “Then you two should be careful, if you really can’t do it. Just what we bring now is enough for the three of us to walk out of the water grass.”

Zhang Qingshan took the excited Zhou Baoyu to search, but Zhang Qingshan couldn't figure it out: he had found a range of about two hundred meters, but the horse was still missing. Finally, he saw that Zhou Ping was already urging them to prepare the meal, so they had to give up.

After breakfast, I started to count the supplies: Actually, there was nothing to count, because each horse was carrying the same things, mainly seven of them had been used for twenty torches. The lost horse immediately had a little more than elsewhere, which was three pairs of high-tube leather boots. This was given to them by Lausanne when he first arrived at the Lausanne tribe.

Zhou Baoyu was the most unhappy of the three. After hearing that these three pairs of high-plated leather boots were missing, he immediately pouted, looking sad. Although he said he was sad for the horse, in fact, everyone understood that he was sad for the pair of high-plated leather boots specially made for him, because this was Zhou Baoyu's 15-year-old living, and the only pair of cloth shoes he wore was given to him after participating in the revolution.

Otherwise, Zhou Baoyu is a young man’s mind: the loss of this horse and the losses caused by Zhou Baoyu have attached great importance to it.

So, before leaving, he took only a horse, and he was trying to lead it, and no one was allowed to interfere. It was just because the horse was carrying his favorite: large pieces of milk candy and broken bags of milk candy. This was the snack specially given to him by Yangjin Lanze, and naturally it was his favorite foodie. In order to be able to have milk candy before leaving the water and grassland, he also carefully calculated the amount of milk candy that can only be eaten every day. Of course, he also calculated the amount of milk candy left, which was mainly used to satisfy Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Ping, and the amount of food that he had eaten during the period after he found the main force of the Red Army after leaving the grassland.

Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Ping also knew Xiao Jiujiu in his heart: Are you just afraid that these two bags of milk candy will be lost? But they didn't even point it out, and deliberately pretended to acquiesce to Zhou Baoyu's Xiaojiu.

Some things are like this: when you don’t look for it, it seems that you can see it anywhere; but when you look for it specifically, you can’t find it even if you don’t look for it.

Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Baoyu searched for the lost horse for a long time but couldn't find it. However, when the three of them gave up searching, they accidentally appeared.

When he walked about 250 meters in direction, Zhou Baoyu, who looked back from time to time, accidentally appeared in a puddle next to him, and looked at him carefully and found that he was half a horse's head.

"Brother! Old Zhou, look at it, is this the horse we lost?"

Zhang Qingshan and Zhou Ping ran over happily, but they had to be disappointed: it was indeed the lost horse, but except for half of the head exposed on the sludge, all other parts of the horse were covered by the sludge.

After so long of cooperation, there is no need to say a lot of things. Often, just one look at the other person will understand what the other person wants to express. Just like now, Zhou Ping frowned and looked at Zhang Qingshan. Zhang Qingshan sighed lightly and shook his head.

"Okay, Baoyu, let's go!"

"Brother, won't you salvage it?"

"The water and grass are too strange, and the water has different degrees of poisoning. The things on this horse are covered in sludge. Even if they are salvaged, they are useless. If you eat them, they may be poisoned."

Zhou Baoyu opened his mouth and wanted to say: It would be nice to salvage those three pairs of high-tube leather boots! But if you think about it carefully, it is possible to get a cold for the triple pairs of high-tube leather boots that have no practical effect for the time being, which is indeed not cost-effective. He could only swallow the words to his mouth.

He sighed, looked at it with regret, and left reluctantly.

There was no sudden situation in the next three days. However, probably because of the loss of two horses, the three of them were not very comfortable. Coupled with the depressed atmosphere brought by silence, the three of them didn't like to talk much. Even though the three of them wanted to raise the atmosphere to break this depression, they often lost their conversation after saying a few words.

It is precisely because the two bags of barley were wet that the three of them specially made three meals a day these three days, and they tried to eat as much as possible for each meal. The purpose was naturally self-evident. However, everyone was very conscious and did not need to remind others, they collected wild vegetables and packed them. Just to prevent the food incurred, if there was not enough food, they could use wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger.

However, it is not all bad things. There are also great things to strengthen the confidence of the three people in chasing the main force and walking out of the grassland: On this road, the three people encountered more than ten corpses intermittently, all of which were still there, and no corpses were white bones. Obviously, these more than ten corpses died recently, that is, these people were left by the troops where Zhang Qingshan and the other two were. However, occasionally you can see a grave on a certain slope. Obviously, the white bones were buried when the troops passed by. In other words, the direction of the pursuit of Zhang Qingshan and the other three was accurate, but they didn't know how far the specific distance was.

Also, on the road, some corpses began to appear, not lying on relatively dry slopes, but fell on weeds, and no one cleaned them up. This was the first time that the three of them encountered this situation, and they were also half happy and half sad: the more they were in such a situation, they were closer to the main force, and the more they were worried, such sacrifices gradually increased, and they were all their own comrades. Who would not feel uncomfortable when they saw this situation? Moreover, the more they were worried about the losses of the main force.

"The left thigh is injured and it has rotted." Another body was lying on the water grassland. This was the most common thing in the past few days, which made Zhang Qingshan and the other two a little numb: they came with hope every time, in order to catch up with the almost desperate hope, and Wanyi met a dying comrade. Perhaps, with the medicines brought by the three of them, they could be saved, even if they were fine, but what they got was only disappointment.

Under this constant disappointment, it is difficult for the three of them to become less numb to such situations.

So now the three of them just subconsciously stepped forward, first touched the other party's artery, confirmed their death, and then checked whether the other party died due to injury or hunger. Then, they could only take off the five-horned red star on the other party's military cap. Most of the dead soldiers' five-horned red star were picked away, but a small number of dead soldiers' five-horned red star on the military cap were still there. In the end, they could only salute the corpse and turn around to continue the Long March. It was not the three of them who were cruel.

When he met his comrades' bodies, he did not help him bury them, but because there were no dry soil slopes nearby, all of which were full of water and plants. Even if the three of them wanted to drag the bodies away, they could not be sure when they would be able to penetrate them into peace. To put it bluntly, doing so was a bit futile and greatly delayed the journey. A comrades lying on their hands were dying. The three of them were sad because of their fast foot strength. Isn't it more meaningful to save their comrades at critical moments?

Zhang Qingshan nodded slightly, and couldn't even bear to see Zhou Baoyu, who was disappointed, and began to encounter such a scene. Zhang Qingshan patiently comforted Zhou Baoyu and advised him not to be disappointed in the revolution, but after encountering it many times, Zhang Qingshan was a little disappointed, so he could only rely on Zhou Baoyu to adapt.

"Pick off his five-angle red star and we continue the Long March."

I collected the five-angle red star on this comrade-in-arms' military cap and saluted and left.

Although this blow is not fierce, it still makes people doubt the future and even the despair of confidence. If you are walking in a daze like a mechanical machine, you may have been mentally crushed by the environment. Fortunately, they are three people, and the feeling of being accompanied by their companions is particularly important and precious at this time. Although the three people are more or less disappointed and confused: Can we really walk out of this water and grassland?

When the three of them dragged their tired bodies and hearts, walking silently on the vast water and grassland, and the sun set, Zhou Baoyu suddenly pointed ahead, with three points of excitement, three points of expectation, and four points of doubt in his voice. He restrained his voice and asked:
Chapter completed!