Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Linghua bit her lip and said as if she had made up her mind: "Because Mo Xiaonian herself is a woman of unknown origin, no one knows why she stayed in our tribe. Also, she has been coughing and spitting blood. Dad, didn't you say that there is a very powerful disease that can kill people, called tuberculosis, and the symptoms are coughing and coughing up blood? Mo Xiaonian is obviously like that!

You all know that Fu Cang is the strongest and most powerful warrior in our tribe, and the most precious person in our tribe. But now he is staying with Mo Xiaonian. What if he gets infected with tuberculosis? This is an incurable disease!"

Yuelu looked at Fengming and shook his head.

"Linghua, I don't think Mo Xiaonian has tuberculosis. She told me about her life story. Her family has been practicing medicine for generations. I don't think a family of doctors would let their children get this disease.

And from the moment she saved everyone in the tribe, I have already determined that she is a member of our tribe, so Linghua, you'd better not mention this matter again. As long as Mo Xiaonian wants to stay in our tribe for one more day, I will not chase her away!"

Linghua's teeth were chattering from biting her teeth.

She didn't understand what kind of magic Mo Xiaonian had, and why these people were so partial to her?

Beehive and Moondeer apologized, then grabbed her arm and led her out of Moondeer's tent.

"Linghua, when did you become so careless with your words? Tuberculosis is a very terrible disease. Before you are sure, it is best not to say such things, and don't let this matter spread. This will have a huge impact on Mo Xiaonian!"

Linghua stamped her feet in dissatisfaction.

"Daddy, why are you still speaking up for Mo Xiaonian? Her behavior is so obvious. Besides, it's better to believe it than not. If it's true, then the whole tribe will be in trouble with Mo Xiaonian, right?"

Beeping shook his head.

"I don't think Mo Xiaonian has tuberculosis! Linghua, I always feel that you have a lot of hostility towards Mo Xiaonian, is it because of Fu Cang?"

Linghua turned around and ran outside, saying as she ran: "No, Daddy, don't ask!"

Mo Xiaonian knew that Linghua had regarded her as a thorn in her side, but she didn't care.

There are so many jealous women like that. She had met one before in the unit. They really have inexplicable hostility towards you. However, Mo Xiaonian knows that it takes capital to make people jealous. A worthless person will not get any attention from others at all.

It is now the morning of the third day since the flood came here. Fu Cang took Mo Xiaonian and walked down, and now they have reached a place close to the flood.

Mo Xiaonian was a little scared and held Fu Cang's hand tightly.

Although so many days have passed, the flood is still fierce, but the water level seems to have dropped a lot.

"Brother Fucang, the water level has dropped a lot. At the current rate, it may take another two or three days for the flood to recede."

"hope so."

Mo Xiaonian felt that Fu Cang's face was a little cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. It might be because his home was destroyed.

Speaking of which, Mo Xiaonian also felt quite discouraged.

She had just traveled through time and this kind of thing happened. Could she be possessed by the god of misfortune as mentioned in the legend?

When Mo Xiaonian was thinking about this, she suddenly saw a large wooden board floating along the edge of their place, and there seemed to be a person lying on top of the board.

Mo Xiaonian screamed in surprise.

"Fu Cang, look! There's a person over there! He's lying on the board, maybe he's still alive!"

Fu Cang had already seen this scene. He pulled Mo Xiaonian and asked her to hide behind him. He then took out a large iron hook and hooked the wooden board firmly with the hook the moment it passed by them.

Fu Cang was very strong. He stopped the floating wooden board with just one arm.

"Xiao Nian, take a look. Is that person dead or alive?"

Mo Xiaonian didn't even need to get close, just by looking at the man's pale and swollen skin, she knew that this person was beyond saving.

"Dead! But since you caught him, why don't you bring him up and bury him? His body has started to swell and will explode if it reaches a certain size. If he floats downstream, it will pollute all the water sources."

Fu Cang had seen the bodies of animals swell and explode after death, and it would be really disgusting if the water they drank contained those things, so he exerted force with his arms and hooked the raft to the top of the slope.

"I'll listen to you. It's just a matter of digging a hole. I can also consider it as doing some good things."

Mo Xiaonian smiled at Fu Cang with her eyes curved.

Fu Cang looked away evasively.

He didn't know what was going on now. When he saw Mo Xiaonian smiling at him like this, he felt his heart beating faster and he was even more nervous than when he was hunting.

Fu Cang began to dig the hole. Mo Xiaonian sat on the tree trunk next to him, hugging her knees and feeling bored. She would glance at the corpse from time to time.

She is still quite afraid of dead bodies and always feels that she will have nightmares at night after seeing them.

Just by looking at it one by one, Mo Xiaonian discovered something very different.

"Fu Cang, this body doesn't look like someone from the wild... well, tribe around here. It looks more like someone from the Dahuan Kingdom."

Fu Cang looked at the corpse twice and then nodded.

"Yes, he should be a businessman who came here to do business. The clothes he wore are very similar to the leader of the group of peddlers who came to our tribe to exchange goods before. And you see, he has such a big bundle tied to his chest. He must have come here to do business and encountered a flood."

Fu Cang suddenly stopped what he was doing, walked to the side of the corpse, and turned it over, so that the big bag that had been tied to the chest of the corpse was exposed.

Fu Cang walked over and pulled the bag off.

Mo Xiaonian was startled and clasped his hands together and bowed to the corpse again and again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Ashes return to ashes, and nothing you bring with you when you are born will be taken away when you die, so please don't blame us!"

After saying this, Mo Xiaonian felt much more at ease and approached Fu Cang curiously.

"What's all this? Wow..."

Mo Xiaonian saw clearly what was inside the bundle and her mouth gradually opened wide.

Oh my god, that bag is full of silver!

"Fu Cang, we're rich!"