Escape from famine: Daddy stands up, Dali girl lies down

"Wow~"

Everyone was talking in low voices as they cleaned up their own mess. Although the injured person was not named, everyone knew who he was.

Although the injury was not serious, no one dared to be careless during this time of shortage of medical care and medicine.

Especially Liu Jiaojiao, who was injured by an arrow. The half-grown girl had been detained by her mother Qian and was not allowed to participate in exercise.

At this time, Qian was holding Liu Jiaojiao and kneeling to beg Uncle Wu.

"His uncle, please save my child for the sake of my sister-in-law!"

"Sister-in-law, if you have anything to say, just tell me. What do you want to do by kneeling down?"

Uncle Wu was both angry and anxious. He didn't expect that Liu's eldest sister-in-law was such a person.

"I don't ask for much, please give me some medicine to save the child."

Qian took a long time to express her request, which made Uncle Wu so angry that he wanted to spit on her.

That self-righteous tone is so fucking bullshitty.

But for the sake of his wife, he had to save her.

After all, this is her eldest brother's daughter.

The decision to use the external injury medicine at home is not something that Uncle Wu can decide alone.

"Tell your wife that although the palm and the back of your hand are made of flesh, they still have to be distinguished between the inside and the outside."

Wu Yidao gave the Liu family a small packet of medicine and glanced at them indifferently.

"Dad, I understand!"

Uncle Wu blushed with embarrassment, but he didn't show it on his face.

The Liu family left home in a hurry, but did not make much preparation after receiving the notice early in the morning.

He never thought of preparing medicine for the wounds. Seeing that the Wu family had no worries about food and drink along the way, his mind gradually became active.

It is only natural to ask for medicine for injuries.

And all this has nothing to do with Lin Shu. A guy with a Pixiu belly would not take the initiative to care about other people's affairs.

What's more, she is an outsider with no blood relationship, so there is no need to think about getting any benefits from her.

As for people, if there is one, there will be two.

Once something is not done well, all the mistakes will be blamed on others.

...

When setting off, Lin Shu took out a large backpack from the grass.

Inside were pots, bowls, spoons, a small jar of meat, a bag of grain, and some handy tools.

In fact, it was smuggled out from space.

The wounded who could not move were all lying on the carts.

The Wu family's mule disappeared as soon as it entered the mountains, and no one knew who benefited from it in the end.

Lin Shu's family lost even their mule and carriage, so they had to walk with everyone else.

Fortunately, they are all dexterous people and can weave a straw hat by just picking some grass from the roadside.

In order to leave this area as soon as possible, the leader Lin Erzhuang intentionally increased the speed, also to exercise everyone's speed.

Without the encumbrance of the mule cart, the speed was increased.

Those who travel light still have time to pick some wild vegetables on the roadside.

No one has walked this mountain road yet, so you can always pick some tender wild vegetables here.

The group's food supply was running low, and the most important issue at the moment was food and drink.

The diligent Wu stopped doing needlework and instead started picking wild vegetables.

While she was picking the fruits, she also asked her four sons to pick them together.

Because Lin Erzhuang and Baozi were pioneering the way, the Lin family members were walking in front, which gave them a certain advantage when picking wild vegetables.

During lunch break, we had picked two full bags of wild vegetables.

When cooking, the Lin family's smokeless stove became the focus of everyone's attention.

"This is good, especially useful in winter."

Uncle Wu was circling around the smokeless stove, even lying on the ground to watch.

"Luckily, our iron pot is still there, otherwise we wouldn't be able to eat it."

Uncle Wu was furious when he thought about how all the pottery jars he brought were smashed by the soldiers.

But when I think about so many mouths to feed, one pot is simply not enough.

Seeing the Lin family eating the greasy vegetable paste, many people didn't even have a sip of water.

The aroma wafted into the noses of the refugees who followed, making them drool.

Some people with ulterior motives couldn't help but quicken their pace.

After the eight bowls were shared, only the bottom of the pot was left.

Lin Shu opened the water bag and poured the water in, then stirred it and it became the rice for the buns.

'Bah~chi~Bah~chi~'

The sound of Baozi licking the water from the pot was very loud, which made those who wanted to get a piece of the pie very dissatisfied.

It was as if the bun was his family’s food, and he even wanted to eat the bun raw.

"Little girl, wasting food will bring punishment from God." An old woman said sarcastically.

"Suck~Slurp~"

Lin Shu deliberately took a big sip of the porridge. To be honest, it was a porridge with wild vegetables, although two spoonfuls of jar meat were added.

The taste is really bad, the bitterness is simply overwhelming.

I have space, but I can only follow the crowd in front of the public.

Otherwise, Lin Shu would never eat the porridge that tasted like pig food.

When you are feeling down, someone comes out to praise you.

Then she must be fulfilled.

Seeing that it was someone she didn't know, Lin Shu raised the corners of her mouth and said cutely.

"Old man, those who talk too much die."

"You...how can you be so rude? You are so uneducated.

Let me teach you how to be a good man."

The old woman waved her chicken claw hand and rushed towards Lin Shu, but her eyes were fixed on her. She still had a bowl of porridge at the bottom.

The dry lips kept moving, and when they got close, they turned into grabbing.

"Bang~"

"Woo~"

Lin Shu held the bowl steadily with her short right leg raised horizontally.

She looked at the bun hanging on the old woman's legs with a bright smile.

"Baozi, come back and don't break your teeth."

"Wang~"

Baozi loosened his mouth, ran to sit next to Lin Shu, and stared at the old woman who was lying on the ground wailing.

As long as she moves unusually, he will definitely pounce on her and bite her.

"Wow~ My little sister is awesome!"

Lin Hongqing clapped his hands and cheered. He wanted to take action but he didn't have the speed.

What a pity!

...

"Ah~, someone is killed~

That damn girl has killed someone! Son, come and save your mother!"

The old woman wailed loudly, and her resonant voice could be heard five miles away.

He doesn't look like a starving person at all.

Lin Erzhuang rubbed his ears, played with the axe in his hand, and looked at the seven or eight refugees who were crowding here.

“Haha, the old one is beaten and now the young one is here.

If you dare to scold my daughter, you should bear all the consequences.

Then let me meet you!"

"Uh~"

No one present expected that Lin Erzhuang was such a protective person.

Seeing his ferocious look, I couldn't help swallowing.

[I can’t afford to offend you! I can’t afford to offend you! ]

...

"Hiccup~"

The wailing old woman was frightened by Lin Erzhuang's ferocity and stopped talking.

She supported herself with her hands and quietly moved backwards. She just wanted to take advantage but didn't want to lose her life here.

Those little wolf cubs are not easy to mess with, and the old ones are probably even harder to mess with.

"Whoever dares to touch my mother will be killed!"

A rough voice broke the silence at the scene.

When he squeezed into the crowd, he stood there in a daze, his eyes rolling around.

"Haha, your life is here, come and take it if you have the guts."

Lin Erzhuang took a step forward with an axe in hand and glared at the five men who had squeezed in.

Two bamboo poles, three pieces of walking lean meat, and the other two standing in the crowd with evasive eyes.

He took another step forward, put his hands on his hips and shook his exposed chest muscles.

The strong pectoral muscles made everyone's eyes dim.

...

"Son, they want to beat your mother to death, you have to help her get revenge!"

When the old woman saw her backer coming, she started shaking again.

He kicked his hands and feet wildly, stirring up a cloud of dust.