Traveling through troubled times, he fled with his stepson

But apparently there are always people who fail to appreciate her good intentions.

Someone was quietly following the man in front and behind.

"Mom, hold on a little longer. We have something to eat. Please hold on a little longer."

The young man spoke softly but continuously. He spoke quickly, hoping that his mother could hold on a little longer, just for him.

The rice soup in his hand was slightly hot, making his palms and heart warm.

He knew that with this bowl of rice soup, his mother would always be with him and would not leave him alone in this dangerous world.

"mother……"

The big man walking in front suddenly stopped, and the young man following behind him almost bumped into him. He hurriedly stopped and carefully protected the rice soup in his hand.

Looking up, I saw that the road ahead was blocked by several big men, and the road behind was also blocked by several thin men.

Both the boy and the man recognized these people. They were the most vicious people in their team.

Seeing them surrounding me and blocking my way, I looked up and saw that there was no one around. My heart, which was originally filled with hope, sank little by little and fell into the endless darkness.

"Uncle, take my mother to where we were just now. I'll help you block it. Please, you must send my mother there..."

His voice trembled slightly as he spoke, and he begged the person who had just delivered the porridge to be kind-hearted. Even if he could not kill these people, he should at least stop them from doing evil here.

The boy could only pray like this.

His hand carefully touched his lower back. This was the knife he had taken from a dead person before. It was a small knife, very suitable for hiding in the sleeve. Usually he kept it on his lower back for fear of being discovered.

"What are you talking about, kid? You can fight against a few people. Take care of your own mother. I will block these people for you."

As the man spoke, he slowly put the woman down from his body and prepared to hand her over to the young man.

"But kid, you have to run faster..." The man said as he stood in front of the young man, took the rice soup in his hand, and swallowed it in one gulp without caring whether it was hot or not.

They all knew what these people were doing.

But you can't give it.

After giving it to him the first time, what can he do next? The boy wanted to solve it once and for all.

The man finished a bowl of rice soup in a few mouthfuls, then looked at the boy. The boy immediately thought of drinking it first.

Seeing that the things they wanted to grab were gone, the people who surrounded them felt that their things were eaten. Their eyes turned red and they shouted angrily: "Put down the rest of your things, or none of you can escape, I will crush you and chew you up and eat you!"

The man was not joking, he was a complete and inhuman beast, he kept his word.

The young man had just grabbed his mother and hadn’t even swallowed the hot rice soup when the man in front of him suddenly shouted, “Run—”

He lifted his foot reflexively. The rice soup, which had not yet reached his stomach, gave him unlimited strength. He carried his mother on his back and started walking out, holding the rice soup in one hand and his mother in the other.

The man rushed over and bumped into several thinner men at the back. The boy took advantage of the opportunity and ran out through the empty space.

The sudden change made the men a little confused. It turned out that those people left the rice soup for them in order to survive, and few people could face them head-on.

After all, their bad reputation is well-known among the refugees, and anyone who dared to resist them would have died and become food in their stomachs.

There was murderous intent in his eyes. After all, these men were well fed, so catching two people was more than enough.

However, the young man was very cunning and dragged his mother a few steps to escape from their encirclement, while the man was so strong that he dragged them all and refused to let go.

But after all, two fists are no match for four hands. The man was restrained by two people, and the boy could not run fast. In a few seconds, he was caught by several thin men who reacted quickly and raised heavy stones in their hands to hit the boy.

If they ran out of food, they could just eat this young man. If that man hadn't been following this boy intentionally or unintentionally, they would have eaten the orphan and the widow long ago.

The mother was pulled off the boy's back, and the boy was pressed to the ground, and the rice soup spilled into the dust.

The rice soup spilled out, just like his own life was spilled out, making the young man feel grief and indignation out of nowhere, as if he wanted to burn the turbid world to death with his anger.

call out--

The sharp arrow pierced through the man holding the heavy stone, passing through his chest and back, and caused him to fall backwards to the ground.

The heavy stone fell backwards and hit the man right next to his head. The man was dead in a few breaths.

The young man looked in horror at the direction of the arrow at the shadow behind a tree trunk not far away.

A woman walked out of the shadows, holding a bow and arrow and looking at all this indifferently.

The woman looked very heroic and said with a stern face, "You are wasting food on me."

The young man then realized that this was the woman who had just made rice soup for him, and he felt relieved.

After just one encounter, one of the brothers died. When the leader first saw that it was Jiulan, he held his breath, but after confirming that Jiulan was the only woman, crazy thoughts surged in his mind.

Kill this woman.

First rape and then kill.

If we kill these two men again, we can say that this guy did it.

The leader's beard tightened, and then he confirmed this idea.

He gave a look to his brothers beside him. They had done a lot of evil things recently and they had a tacit understanding with each other. They then dispersed and slowly surrounded the woman.

Trying to kill Jiu Lan would be the thing they would regret most in their lifetime.

When Jiu Lan, with a strong smell of blood on his body, looked at the young man and the man, their throats tightened and they could not make any sound.

"Once you eat our food, you are our people. Our people must abide by our rules."

After that, he wiped his sword with his clothes and looked up at the young man, "Tell the person who scooped the rice soup that Jiu Lan asked you to scoop another bowl."

“Thank you…thank you…”

As if he knew he had survived a disaster, the young man lay weakly on the ground. He moved slightly as if he was kowtowing, but he could not move his body at all.

The man patted his clothes, walked over, clasped his hands together, and said to Jiu Lan: "Thank you for saving my life."

"Excuse me, madam, where are you from?"

Jiu Lan waved her hand, "You will know it when it's time for you to know it. There's no point in saying more now."

"Take good care of yourself, eat and drink enough, and as long as you are obedient, you will have a good life."

Jiu Lan put the sword back and left.

The people around here are not unaware of what's happening here, but they were deliberately avoiding it before. Now some people have come out and are carefully discussing what's happening here.

After a long time, the boy got up from the ground and went to get the rice soup. It was very smooth when he got the rice soup, because he jumped the queue and came back quickly.

He carefully took the rice soup from his mother and blew it over her.

The woman was awakened by the boy's calls of "Mom".

She smelled the fragrance of the rice soup and turbid tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Son..."