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

Yun Ye was speechless and looked at Yun Mo helplessly.

Yun Mo received his brother's gaze and spoke up to defend him, "Miss Lin, you misunderstood. We just want to make the journey south safer."

"Although this thing didn't come from my school, we are from the same faction. No one knows its power better than me. I think it will be safer to keep it with me. If you need it, I will consider it."

Lin Yinan's words were concise and straightforward, making them impossible to refute.

Yun Mo knew that she had made the biggest concession, "Okay, I believe you, girl."

It was only a few steps from the Yun family tent, and Yun Mo insisted on taking her back.

The two walked slowly, leaving a trail of footprints on the snow.

Yun Mo didn't want to destroy the harmonious atmosphere, and he hesitated for a long time before asking the question in his mind.

"The girl refuses to take it out. Is she afraid that we will kill innocent people?"

"Not all of them." Lin Yinan whispered.

In this turbulent era with constant wars, if this thing gets out, more people will suffer.

"Don't worry, this thing won't be publicized." As if he could see what she was thinking, he said softly.

There was a sudden tremor in Lin Yinan's lower abdomen. He stood there in a daze and blinked his eyes. This time the feeling was more obvious than ever before.

"What's wrong?" Yun Mo didn't understand why she stopped and couldn't help but look at her with a frown.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yinan felt the obvious fetal movement again.

Life is truly magical. Lin Yinan was extremely excited, resisting the urge to reach out and touch it.

Yun Mo was a little dazed when he saw that her brows were relaxed and she looked energetic. He wanted to talk to her about the last topic again, but he opened his mouth for a long time and finally said nothing.

After sensing the fetal movements twice in succession, Lin Yinan couldn't hide the upward curve of the corners of his mouth.

"The girl seems to be in a good mood?" Yun Mo tried to bring the two closer.

Lin Yinan pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at him, "What does it have to do with you?"

Yun Mo choked and sighed helplessly in his heart. He turned around and asked Yun Er how he had offended her.

"I'm here, Mr. Yun, please go back."

Yun Mo stood there holding an umbrella until her figure disappeared into the tent, then he turned and left.

When they entered the tent, the villagers had already carried Lin Xiaomei and Lin Qingxiang over. Chun Ni's mother was carrying two large bags containing the few belongings of their family of six.

Lin Qingxiang is strong and has regained consciousness, but Lin Xiaomei is still in a coma.

When the couple saw Lin Yinan coming back, they struggled to kowtow to her.

"Anan, uncle and aunt thank you very much."

Lin Shuo and Zhang quickly stopped them. Old Madam Zhao frowned and scolded them, "Anan is young, you two are trying to shorten her life. We are from the same clan, and times are tough. We should support each other."

Chun Niang was a reasonable person, and nodded hurriedly, "Aunt Zhao is right, we were reckless."

Then Old Mrs. Zhao arranged a place for their family of six to rest. They had to continue their journey after the snow stopped, so they didn’t set up a separate tent and let everyone squeeze in.

Lin Yirong and Lin Xiaomei were good sisters. Now, seeing her sister wrapped in gauze and having lost a hand, she wiped away tears with sadness from time to time.

As they were talking, Aunt Li and Lin Tiezhu's wife lifted the curtain and walked in, carrying things in their hands.

"Oh, my wife said that Brother Qingxiang sent it over. We thought of coming over to take a look since it's snowing and we have nothing to do."

The two of them stuffed the food they brought to Old Lady Zhao, "It's nothing good, just save it for a bite to eat."

Mrs. Zhao opened it and her eyes lit up immediately. "You two really know how to live. Look what you got. Black flour, picked, washed and dried vegetables, and even dried meat."

Lin Yinan knew that this was the best they could offer.

Chun Ni's mother was a smooth talker, with a smile on her face, "Come if you want to, what else do you need to bring? Leave the money you saved from your teeth for the children to eat. As for the money you owe to your aunt, we will pay it back slowly when we get to the south."

"How's your injury, little sister?"

After saying that, Aunt Li saw Lin Xiaomei's hands wrapped in gauze, exposed outside the quilt. Her face was pale without a trace of blood. She didn't know whether the child could survive, and her eyes were full of worry.

Chun Niang sighed, and sad tears flowed again. She raised her sleeves and wiped her eyes.

"It's all thanks to An Nan and my little sister's hands. Doctor Lin shook his head and said she couldn't survive Yun. Doctor Yun and An Nan refused to give up. They stopped her bleeding, bandaged her and applied medicine. They finally saved her life from the King of Hell."

"And my lower back. I thought it was just a puncture, but who would have thought that the bandits were so vicious. After the thing exploded, two pieces as big as fingernails pierced into my flesh. Fortunately, An Nan was careful. She said that if we hadn't taken them out clearly, the wound would have festered and rotted into my stomach."

The two of them knew the situation at the time. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, so who would be so serious?

Aunt Li heard this and said quickly, "It's really the Bodhisattva's blessing! Your mother-in-law and father-in-law exchanged their lives for the lives of their two grandsons."

"That's right. The two boys were well protected and not even a hair was hurt." Chun Ni's mother replied.

Everyone started talking to each other and the topic turned to Lin Yinan, praising her so much that she even suspected she was not talking about herself.

Lin Tiezhu's wife echoed, "If it weren't for Anan who found and repaired my husband's body, he would have a complete corpse. Later, he set out on the journey and protected us orphans and widows all the way. Without Anan, I'm afraid we wouldn't be alive today."

Lin Yinan listened to them talking quietly, without responding, and occasionally smiled in cooperation.

She didn't sleep much last night and was busy all morning today. She sat there yawning and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Old Mrs. Zhao and Li Shulan felt sorry for her and let her go to bed.

Lin Yinan greeted a few people and then turned and went into the small tent where she and Li Shulan were.

She lay on her side on the oilcloth, her hand quietly touching her abdomen under the quilt. There was a small round bulge in her belly. Lin Yinan waited until she fell asleep, and there was no movement in her stomach.

Lin Yinan was awakened by a dazzling ray of sunlight.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning. The snow had stopped and the sun was shining brightly outside.

The camp was bustling with people, everyone was packing up, and it looked like they were about to set off.

After a quick wash, Chinatsu walked in with food in hand, opening the curtain.

"Girl, get up. I was just about to call you. Are you hungry? Eat quickly. After dinner, we will pack up and leave." Qianxia said softly.

"Is everything packed?" Lin Yinan asked.

"Hurry up and pack up. The second master and the eldest master are dismantling the tent."

Chinatsu handed her the bowl and went out to help.

Lin Yinan picked up the bowl and started eating. He could vaguely hear sobbing and screams of pain coming from next door.

"Sister, my hand hurts!"