Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

No matter how frantically the strong men dodged, they could not escape Lin Xiaoyue's attack range. Lin Xiaoyue did not hold back against this group of scum who bullied the weak, and each attack contained the deadly power of the power mutation.

As time went by, the sounds of fierce fighting like a storm echoed in the night. One after another, strong men fell in a pool of blood, and wailing screams, one louder than the other, resounded all around.

Lin Xiaoyue did not kill them, but she completely crippled the men's hands and feet, making it impossible for them to commit evil again in their lives.

For these men who refuse to keep their feet on the ground, this makes them more painful and desperate than killing them.

The leading dog brother felt severe pain all over his body and couldn't help cursing, "You bitch...bitch, you will die a miserable death...ah."

Before he finished cursing, one of his feet twisted and bent at an incredible angle. What was the point of still making such a fuss when it had come to this?

Finally, under the incredulous gazes of the family and occasional refugees passing by, she searched all nine strong men and tossed the money bags in her hand, curling her lips with a little disgust. Just over a hundred taels, what could she do with it?

The strong men who were tortured by severe pain all over their bodies could not help but curse.

Lin Xiaoyue: Counter robbery, let’s learn more about it.

Not wanting to bother with them, he turned around and asked Lin Zhaodi and Xiaocao to pick up everything and load it into the car, and then quickly left the "crime" scene.

As for those who have lost their limbs, we can only say that evil will be punished. Can they still survive? How long can they live? It all depends on their luck.

……

The road ahead is long and I don’t know where it leads.

Away from the bully who robbed people on the road, Miao was still frightened and started sobbing.

Not only Miao, everyone else was in a bad mood as well. They were shrouded in a heavy mood, feeling low and depressed.

Lin Xiaoyue, however, acted as if nothing had happened. She spat and counted the few small-denomination bills and coins she had collected over and over again with great pleasure. It turned out that robbery was the fastest way to make money.

Humph, if those idiots dare to bully her, she won’t be polite no matter who they are.

This is called killing the chicken to scare the monkey, and that group of strong men with strong limbs and simple minds are the chicken.

Lin Xiaoyue was in a good mood as she touched the silver money. She didn't know how long it would take for the rest of the journey to be over, and she needed money for food, drink, and the bathroom on the way.

Although it is a time of chaos, there will always be a time for stability, and having money always brings security.

Money smells good.

It’s good to have money!

As for the Lin family and Chen Xiaocao, they turned back from time to time to look at me with strange eyes, wanting to say something but stopping themselves, which only made me feel uncomfortable.

She could understand that for the farmers who had worked diligently and down to earth all their lives, this kind of anti-robbery behavior was undoubtedly unacceptable to them.

But when the robbers come to your door and try to steal the food you rely on for survival, you can't just hand it over with both hands and then pack up your mule cart and give it away.

Do you want to tie another bow?

Forget it, she doesn't have such noble sentiments. She can never become such a Holy Father or Holy Mother even if she reincarnates ten times.

As for the honest Lin family and Chen Xiaocao, she had said everything she should and could say before they set off. As for the rest... as for teaching them how to be human, they could only experience it slowly and carefully in the cruel and chaotic world.

After Old Man Lin and Mrs. Miao looked back for the nth time, Lin Xiaoyue rolled her eyes, nudged Lin Zhaodi who was walking next to her with her elbow, handed the shopping cart with Xiaowu in the cart to her, and then trotted forward and handed the robbed silver to Old Man Lin with both hands right under his nose.

After all, he is the head of the family, not to mention that I am just a girl who has not yet reached the age of marriage.

Father Lin looked down at the silver money that Lin Xiaoyue handed over, was silent for a moment, and refused, "This is the money you got, you keep it yourself."

Old Man Lin had been tortured by the old house since he was young. He was cowardly and had no opinion of his own. He had never made a penny in his life, but he gave birth to a brave and courageous daughter.

He knew his weaknesses and also knew that he was not smart. If he kept the money in his hands, he would not be able to keep it. It would be better to let his daughter take it. He believed that his daughter would not treat her family unfairly.

When fleeing famine, everyone could only dig wild vegetables and pick wild fruits to fill their stomachs. When these plants were eaten up, they could only chew tree bark. But their family could have three meals a day, and every meal was rice and meat soup. This alone gave him enough confidence.

Lin Xiaoyue had expected Old Man Lin to refuse to accept her. Although her father was foolishly filial, his brain was not working properly when he was dealing with those people in the old house. He was very clear-headed at other times.

Lin Xiaoyue smiled slightly. Just the fact that she understood this clearly made her better than countless others.

She returned to the back with a smile and took back the shopping cart. Lin Zhaodi secretly gave her a thumbs-up. She raised her chin proudly and gladly accepted the praise from her second sister.

Xiao Si and Xiao Wu were swaying in the basket. They had long since lost control of the sleepiness and fell asleep soundly in the shopping cart.

The rest of the night journey went by smoothly, and it was so peaceful that Old Man Lin and Miao soon fell asleep while leaning on the cart. Only Chen Xiaocao sat on the front frame, forcing herself to drive the mule forward along the road despite her sleepiness.

But it was hard for Lin Xiaoyue and Lin Zhaodi who had to walk at the back.

I walked all night long, stepping on the uneven, potholed dirt road. From dusk till dawn, the soles of my feet were in excruciating pain and my legs felt like they were broken.

After a lot of effort, they saw a hint of white in the east. There were more and more refugees on the road. Lin Xiaoyue asked Xiaocao to drive the mule cart to take a mountain road to avoid the refugees. After walking for another half an hour, they finally found a huge rock root and stopped.

They were sweating profusely all the way and their strength was rapidly draining away. Their physical foundations had been hollowed out by the ten years of daily wear and tear, and after a night of trekking, they ached all over their bodies, which made Lin Xiaoyue and Lin Zhaodi exhausted.

They had been staying at home for more than ten days without moving, and any movement almost cost them their lives. Several shiny blisters had formed on the soles of their feet, and they gasped in pain every time they took a step. It was like being tortured.

Father Lin and Mrs. Miao saw that the two children were so tired that their faces turned pale and they were out of breath. They didn't care how dirty the ground was. They were exhausted and collapsed to the ground. They didn't want to move at all. They both felt so distressed.

Miao got off the cart and squatted beside the two girls, saying repeatedly, "How about starting tonight, the three of us take turns to get on the cart and rest. The two of you have been holding on all the time, and your bodies can't take it."

"Let me push the cart, and Sister Zhaodi and Sister Zaizhao can take turns driving. I'm still in good health and can walk."

When Lin Xiaoyue suddenly heard the vulgar name "Zai Zhao Jie", she was stunned for a moment. Her brain froze for 3 seconds before she realized that this was the name of her original body. She felt like she was about to die.