Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

After swallowing the biscuit in his mouth, Lin Yinan said, "Brother, I'm here, come in."

Seeing his sister wolfing down the biscuits, Lin Yiheng felt a pang in his heart, "Are you hungry?"

While chewing, Lin Yinan took out a cake from his arms and handed it to him, mumbling, "Brother, here."

Lin Yiheng waved his hands quickly, "You eat, I'm not hungry."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be faking it, Lin Yinan threw the biscuit back into the space.

After eating, she drank some hot water and felt much better.

"You came to me, what's the matter?"

Lin Yiheng told her about the meeting between the Yun family and the villagers.

The weather was changeable, so they should not stay on the road for too long. As soon as the snow stopped, they would hurry on. For the wounded who were not good at walking, the Yun family provided several carriages where the wounded could lie down.

The villagers and the Yun family did not have much food, and the clan leader had previously thought of walking slowly on the road, hoping that they would be able to find something to eat on the mountain after all the snow melted.

The Yun brothers disagreed. They thought no one knew why the Hu people would continue to move south.

"Brother, do you think the Hu people will go south?"

Lin Yiheng was a little undecided. He told the Yun brothers what they thought, "Last year, there was a drought and the crops were all gone. The people fled south with their families. Even though the Hu people have occupied so many cities, they don't have much food except for the captives. They can still eat people now, but what will they eat after all the people flee?"

Lin Yinan thought it made sense. "They will definitely go all the way south to plunder! So, once the snow stops, we have to hurry up and get on the road."

"There are also the injured villagers. The Yun family suggested that we help each other, especially those families that suffered heavy losses. I have discussed with my uncle and we want to bring Lin Qingxiang's family over to live with us. What do you think?"

"Lin Qingxiang's house?"

Lin Yinan only knew a few of the people in the village.

"His family suffered the most serious losses. His parents were killed in the explosion, his wife and two daughters were injured, and he himself was chopped in the leg by the bandits."

After hearing what he said, Lin Yinan knew who it was.

"I have no objection. I'll put some food on the cart later and you can cover it for me."

After the brother and sister discussed it, they came out of the tent and saw the boy with his hands tied behind his back and thrown next to the fire.

Before Lin Yinan opened his mouth to ask, he saw Hu Shao's mouth curled up, and he walked forward with his head held high and his chest puffed out.

"Sister, this kid wanted to secretly let our horse go when he lied that he needed to urinate. Fortunately, I was smart and discovered it in time, so he didn't succeed."

Old Mrs. Zhao stirred the food in the pot, turned around and spat at the boy, "Bah! You are an ungrateful bastard."

Zhang stared at him angrily, and Li Shulan said earnestly, "You came to our house, didn't say a word when asked, ate and slept with us, and we treated you well. Why do you repay kindness with hatred?"

After listening to Li Shulan's words, the boy's chest heaved violently, his eyes widened, and he was extremely excited.

Lin Yinan felt that his hatred for him was inexplicable, and asked him coldly, "We have never met before, so where does your hatred come from?"

The boy suddenly raised his head and stared at her with hatred and murderous eyes.

"You all deserve to die. It was you who led the bandits here, but in the end it was my family members who died. You clearly had the ability to save them, but you watched them die without helping!"

Having remained silent for too long, the boy roared out the hatred that was pent up in his heart in a hoarse voice.

Lin Yinan pursed her lips, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, making the boy feel breathless.

After a long while, she slowly spoke, "Why should we save those unrelated people? My family took you in with good intentions and provided you with food and clothing, and then you mistakenly thought that we owed you something, so you acted recklessly and wanted to hurt my brother and let our horse go?"

"Do you think I'm too soft-hearted to do anything to a child?"

Lin Yinan took a step forward, and the boy shrank back, his back pressed against the cart, making it impossible for him to retreat. The murderous aura emanating from her frightened him, because he had seen her kill people without blinking an eye last night.

Lin Yinan was very satisfied to see the fear on his face. "I'll give you two choices. One is that if you want to continue following me, you must behave yourself. If you have any other intentions, I will kill you. The other is to leave immediately and never appear in front of me again."

There was no trace of smile on her fair face, and even less warmth in her words.

"Hu Shao, untie him."

After being untied, the boy glanced at everyone present and, ignoring his numb arms, he rolled and crawled up the mountain.

Li Shulan sighed, "How can he survive alone in the mountains in such a cold weather?"

Lin Yiheng snorted coldly, "It's his own choice. His life and death are determined by fate. He can't blame others. We gave him a chance."

Glancing at the boy's receding back, Old Mrs. Zhao knocked on the edge of the pot with a spoon.

"It's time to eat. With one less ungrateful person, we can each have one more bite of rice."

"Grandma is absolutely right!"

Hu Shao smiled widely, handed the bowl in his hand to Old Mrs. Zhao, and looked at her pitifully.

Seeing that he was doing well, Mrs. Zhao scooped a large spoonful of soup for him.

Lin Yinan sat by the fire holding a bowl, warming himself by the fire while eating small bites of the porridge in the bowl.

Yun Mo came over and saw that what she was eating seemed not to be coarse grain and vegetable porridge, but the most delicious food in the world.

He held an umbrella under the snow and watched from afar.

He didn't walk forward until she finished eating and put down the bowl.

"Miss Lin, my brother wants to discuss something with you. Can you please come out for a moment?"

Since he appeared, Lin Yinan had already caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye. Since he didn't come over, she pretended not to know.

Lin Yinan stood at the edge of the oilcloth, "What's the matter?"

Yun Mo glanced at the Lin family and other villagers who were looking here curiously.

"It's not convenient to talk here, Miss Lin, please follow me."

"Anan, I'll go with you." Lin Yiheng put down the bowl and walked out.

"Brother, no need, I'll be back soon."

She knew what Yunye was going to say.

Yun Mo moved the umbrella in his hand towards her, and the two of them left together holding the same umbrella.

Su Yunzhi happened to come looking for Lin Yiheng, and saw the two from behind. The man had an upright posture, and the woman was tall, and they seemed so well matched.

This scene hurt Su Yunzhi's heart deeply. Without even bothering to look for Lin Yiheng, he turned around and left in a daze.

What his mother did hurt his heart, and he asked himself countless times, is there really no possibility for him and Anan anymore?

"Miss Lin, when you killed the bandit leader, did he still have explosives on him?"

After stepping into the tent, Yun Ye didn't beat around the bush and asked her straight to the point. However, Lin Yinan didn't like his tone, as she felt like she was being interrogated.

"Yes." Lin Yinan did not hide it.

"Then can I exchange something with you?"

Yunye looked at her, his eyes filled with expectation and temptation.

"No."

Yun Ye was a little anxious, "Miss Lin, this thing can only play a greater advantage in the hands of the Yun family's secret guards."

"Kill more people?"

Lin Yinan's voice was cold, with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips.