Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

Lin Xiaoyue was not crazy. She was so bold as to publicly disclose things that did not belong to this imaginary dynasty without any scruples.

Rather, she had to be prepared for the space to suddenly go crazy and play flight mode with her. If there was an emergency at that time, it would be hard to say. So she moved out some of the things that could be used in the space.

Of course, she didn't dare give anyone dangerous items such as glass bottles and gasoline mixed together. She only put two of them at the bottom of her backpack to deal with emergencies.

She only planned to put food and water in half of the backpack for her family. As for why she only put half, it was because she had to use other things to cover up the top half and deceive others.

In this way, you can't actually put too many things in, you can only pick up the most important ones.

For example, the emergency medical kit includes a small amount of medicines such as disinfectant alcohol tablets, Fengyoujing, band-aids, ibuprofen, levofloxacin hydrochloride, and isatis root;

Tool kit: flashlight, folding knife, pepper spray;

Emergency food: milk powder, compressed biscuits, a small amount of nuts, candy, carbonated drinks, etc.

Three categories of items were considered comprehensive for this era of material scarcity. She put some in everyone's backpack, not much, but enough for emergency use.

While sorting, Lin Xiaoyue carefully explained to her family how to use the items, and emphasized that if medicines and tools are to be used, they must be handled with caution and not be easily seen by those with ulterior motives, as this might cause unnecessary trouble.

At the same time, she also suggested that Miao search the village to see if there is any inconspicuous fabric to make a storage bag similar to a cover to wrap the outer layer of the backpack. It doesn't matter if the fabric is old or dirty, as long as it is not torn. It is best to make two or three layers, one to prevent it from being stolen; the other is to cover it tightly so that others will not see the clues.

Miao nodded habitually and asked, why did she do this? If she took out the things and distributed them to them, wasn't she afraid of angering the "gods" and being punished again?

Lin Xiaoyue's scalp tingled. Why couldn't she get around this joke?

However, the explanation that should be given still needs to be given.

She couldn't tell the secret of the space, but she could say that the "immortals" had their own personalities and it had nothing to do with her. Earlier, the "immortals" had a fight with their old rivals over a glass of wine, and they were in a bad mood and couldn't take care of themselves, so they lost contact. Now that the matter has been resolved, they have contacted each other again.

Everyone was surprised: Aren't all immortals supposed to be calm and peaceful? How could he get upset with other immortals over something in a cup?

Lin Xiaoyue: That’s right, the deity who takes care of her is so down-to-earth.

Of course, she did not forget to prepare some food for herself, and put a small emergency bag in her backpack, which contained various small foreign liquors, Erguotou, and a pack of cigarettes. Even if she did not use these items herself, she could exchange them for supplies. These were all treasures, and they were unique and scarce items that could not be replicated in the entire dynasty or even the entire plane.

In case you need it urgently, you can use it to get help from "connections" or something. It will definitely come in handy.

After Lin Xiaoyue had explained everything, she asked Miao and Lin Zhaodi to help hide the six bags in the closet. She would live in this room before leaving the village, so she thought no one would come in and rummage through her things.

At the same time, Lin Xiaoyue took out another bottle of milk powder in a transparent plastic bag from the supermarket and gave it to Miao, asking her to soak the milk powder in warm water and put it in a water bag and give it to Xiaomaizi when she had time.

As she was talking, she saw the two little kids looking at the milk powder eagerly. Lin Xiaoyue quickly changed the period into a comma and asked Miao to make more milk and fill the water bags of the two little guys with milk powder. They were still children. The journey of escaping from the famine was too hard. Don't let the children lose nutrition. Otherwise, they won't grow tall.

As for the milk powder can, she had already taken it out and thrown it into the space, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the hard can.

Xiao Si and Xiao Wu received too much favor from Lin Xiaoyue. At this moment, they were like satisfied cats, squinting their eyes happily, holding a Coke with its wrapper torn in one hand and a White Rabbit milk candy in the other, and nestled obediently in Lin Xiaoyue's arms, letting her stroke their fur.

That little look is so adorable.

After whispering for a while, Lin Xiaoyue asked to open the door, so as to avoid keeping it closed for too long and arousing people's imagination.

Lin Zhaodi thought about it, nodded, went to open the door, and at the same time called Xiaocao, who was guarding outside as a door god, to come in.

Before Lin Xiaoyue had the chance to talk to Xiaocao, she found the door was open and Lin Dahahua and Chunxing immediately ran in.

Miao was afraid that Chun Xing didn't have enough strength and Xiao Maizi would slip if she held the baby for too long, so she quickly took the baby from Chun Xing's hands. Looking at Xiao Maizi who had woken up but didn't cry or make a fuss and was playing with her fingers, Miao thought for a moment and then held the baby in one hand and the milk powder in the other, and went to the table to get hot water to soak the baby.

Dahua saw that the child didn't bother her anymore, so she brought the porridge and pickled vegetables to Lin Xiaoyue on the kang, intending to feed her.

How could Lin Xiaoyue bear such enthusiasm? Her hands were not broken. Afraid that her elder sister would do something to scare her again, Lin Xiaoyue took the bowl and spoon from her elder sister with a smile and thanked her repeatedly.

Oh my God, does her elder sister think she is as old as wheat? She even feeds her. If this gets out, will she still be able to save face?

In the blink of an eye, Lin Dahua's hands were empty. She half opened her mouth and was stunned for several seconds before she sighed and said, "San Ya has grown up, but she has become estranged from her elder sister."

Uh……

Don't worry, I don't know what to do when you say that.

Lin Xiaoyue was so frightened by Lin Dahahua's sudden sigh that her body trembled and she almost spit out the porridge in her mouth.

"No, big sister, don't think too much. I'm fine. Why do I need you to feed me? You make me look like a cripple."

"Bah, what nonsense are you talking about? Spit now and say it again." Lin Dahua felt relieved when she heard that Lin Xiaoyue didn't dislike her feeding her, but just felt uncomfortable. However, her third sister's personality became more and more unruly as she got older, which was really irritating.

Since she reunited with her family, she has been worried that she would be abandoned by her husband's family and that Xiaomaizi would be a burden to her family. She was very careful in what she said and did, fearing that she would create a rift with her family if she was not careful.

It was okay with her parents and second sister. When she got married, the fourth and fifth children were still small and could not remember anything. In the past few years, because her husband's family disliked her, she seldom interacted with her natal family. Therefore, the fourth and fifth children felt unfamiliar with her, but she didn't think it was a big deal.

It was the third sister... She was very attached to her third sister before she got married, but now she was like a different person. She was no longer the timid, timid girl who dared not speak and would only hide behind her and the second sister when things happened. She would cry and whine at the slightest provocation. Now, she was no longer as close to her as before.