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

Fu Cang walked in with a bloody brain, which suddenly cut off Mo Xiaonian's memory. She looked at the stone table in a daze and found that the treatment for the sickle had reached the stage of using moxibustion to disinfect it.

The pain was so severe that the sickle let out waves of wailing. Mo Xiaonian felt a little strange as to why he hadn't heard such a loud wailing sound just now.

She blinked hard.

She now sees double images of people, and those shadows are swaying around, making her dizzy...

A gurgling sound came from the corner, attracting everyone's attention, and even the wailing sound of the sickle paused for a moment.

"Fu Cang, that woman seems to have fainted!"

"I remember who she is. Isn't she the beauty that Hunter Wang picked up and brought home half a month ago? If Hunter Wang's wife wasn't a tigress, this little girl would have been Hunter Wang's concubine now, right? I didn't expect that she would be so easy to get.

Tiefu is not a good person. His wife said she died of illness, but the neighbors said she was beaten to death by him. This little girl is so weak. If she really falls into Tiefu's hands, she will probably die. "

"Fu Cang, I don't know if the method she said can save Scythe's life. If what she said is true, we have to save her! Iron Axe is a bastard, but the person he fears the most is you. If there is anyone in our tribe who can control him, it's only you!"

Fu Cang waved his hand, finally stopping these men who were talking at once.

"I will save her. You continue to treat Scythe's wounds as she said. I will go see what's wrong with her."

Fu Cang walked up to Mo Xiaonian.

Mo Xiaonian was lying on the ground dripping wet, like a kitten caught in the rain, a small and pitiful ball.

Fu Cang resigned himself to his fate, picked her up and walked towards his house.

The first time he saw Mo Xiaonian, Fu Cang had a feeling that this woman would definitely become a big trouble for him.

Mo Xiaonian's biggest feeling right now was cold. She dreamed that she was walking in knee-deep snow, surrounded by white snow on all sides. Just when her teeth began to chatter from the cold, she was suddenly wrapped in a very warm embrace.

Mo Xiaonian was a little confused. This was clearly a man's chest. Who was this? She struggled to look up, and heard a cold voice: "I'll beat you to death if you dare to move!"

Mo Xiaonian woke up with a start.

She was now wrapped in a strange but warm and dry fur blanket. The blanket was very soft and had no peculiar smell, which made her feel particularly comfortable.

But Mo Xiaonian always felt that something was strange about her body. When she lifted the quilt, she found that the wet clothes she had been wearing were gone.

This frightened Mo Xiaonian so much that she wrapped herself tightly in the animal skin blanket, sat up and looked around carefully.

The place where she was now was also a stone house, but different from the previous two stone houses, this one was particularly clean. There was a brazier placed next to the window, which dispelled the cold and dampness in the house.

Mo Xiaonian calmed herself down and saw that her wet clothes were being roasted on the brazier.