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

Mo Xiaonian liked to hear people say that she was too thin. After hearing Fu Cang say this, she immediately became in a good mood. She sat next to Fu Cang and continued to eat the biscuit until she couldn't eat anymore. She finished eating the biscuit core with sugar in her hand and handed the edge of the biscuit to Fu Cang.

"I really can't eat anymore... burp..."

Fu Cang didn't dislike it at all. Instead, he took it as a sign of intimacy and happily took the not-at-all-sweet cookie edge and stuffed it into his mouth in one bite.

While Fucang was waiting for him to finish his meal, Fengming came back with the hunter.

They searched the mountain for a whole morning but didn't find the cave.

Yuelu comforted them and said, "It's impossible to find it right away. It doesn't matter. We'll have another group of people go up to look for it this afternoon."

Fengming glanced at Fucang and said, "Fucang, is the information you said accurate? Is there really a cave halfway up this Camelback Mountain that can accommodate many people?"

"I haven't seen it, so I can't be completely sure, but I don't think those people would lie to me. Many old hunters in the tribe know about that cave and say it's very big."

"I hope those people are not lying to you. I always feel like things are going to change soon."

"I'll take some people to look for it this afternoon, and I'm sure I'll find it!"

Fu Cang took his men into the mountains again in the afternoon. Mo Xiaonian had nothing to do, so he got into the carriage, wrapped himself in fur and went into the space to work.

During this period, her space progressed slowly and no new fields were opened, but the bean shop opened a new function, which allowed her to make dried tofu.

It takes two pieces of tofu to make one piece of dried tofu, but the value of dried tofu is quite high, and it is a new product with a relatively high cost-effectiveness.

Mo Xiaonian was busy in the space all day long. When she came out, she brought a few pieces of dried tofu and prepared to throw them into the braised meat pot. As a result, as soon as she came out of the space, she heard a noise outside.

Mo Xiaonian lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked out, only to find that it had darkened outside.

It turned out that she had stayed in the space for such a long time, and it was already evening.

Not too far from Mo Xiaonian, a group of people came running hurriedly. They were the soldiers who had followed Fu Cang out before. However, Mo Xiaonian did not see Fu Cang among that group of people.

These people formed a circle, holding a person in their hands!

Mo Xiaonian's heart suddenly skipped a beat, fearing that the person they were carrying back was Fu Cang, so she lifted her skirt and ran over.

"Sickle! Sickle!"

Mo Xiaonian helplessly called out the name of the only familiar person in the crowd.

Sickle was originally looking down at the person on the stretcher. When he heard Mo Xiaonian's call, he quickly raised his head, and saw Mo Xiaonian running towards him with a pale face.

Scythe had no way to describe his feelings at the moment, as if someone had suddenly twisted his heart.

"Don't worry, the person on the stretcher is not Fu Cang!"

The words he blurted out calmed Mo Xiaonian's wildly beating heart. She stopped and patted her chest. She could no longer move.

"Oh my, I was really scared! My legs went weak. Where's Fu Cang?"

At this time, Yuelu, Fengming and people from other tribes also ran over. Sickle handed the stretcher to others and walked in front of Mo Xiaonian and Yuelu.

"We were attacked while searching for a cave. Someone pushed a huge rock down from the top of the mountain, and it crushed Zhang Liang's legs! Fu Cang took Bai Ji and the others to chase the enemy, and asked me and another group of people to bring Zhang Liang back quickly. Priest Bee, please take a look at Zhang Liang's legs!"

Feng Ming rolled up his sleeves and walked to the stretcher to check Zhang Liang's injuries.

Mo Xiaonian also came over, and when she saw Zhang Liang's leg, she was really scared.

His legs were now deformed, his calf bones were broken into countless sections, and his feet were twisted to an incredible degree. Mo Xiaonian only took one look and didn't dare to look at him a second time.

Fengming's brows were also tightly furrowed.

"The leg injury is too severe and cannot be cured. If Zhang Liang wants to save his life, he has to saw off the leg! Sickle, go find a sharp dagger and an axe!"

Feng Ming's words made the crowd quiet down all of a sudden. Even Zhang Liang, who had been groaning, stopped shouting in pain and looked at Feng Ming in fear.

"High Priest, I don't want my legs to be sawed off! It would be better for me to die than to have my legs sawed off!"

Mo Xiaonian also looked at Feng Ming in disbelief.

So this is how the high priest has been treating people in the tribe?

Fengming said coldly: "If you don't saw off your leg, you will die. Look at what your leg has become now! No one can reattach your leg properly. If it remains like this, it will soon become inflamed and necrotic, and then form gangrene. At that time, you will be dead. Think about it, which is more important, your life or your leg!"

Despair and pain made Zhang Liang cry. Mo Xiaonian then noticed that Zhang Liang looked very young, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

He is still a child!

"No, High Priest. His leg is just a comminuted fracture. It is indeed difficult to reset it, but it is not impossible. We don't need to saw off his leg!"

Feng Ming turned around and looked at Mo Xiaonian with a bad expression.

He has been really annoyed with Mo Xiaonian for a long time. Ever since she came to the tribe, she has been challenging his authority and questioning his decisions time and time again. Now she is denying him in front of so many people. This is simply outrageous.

He didn't get angry before because he was giving face to Fu Cang and Yue Lu. Now that Fu Cang is not here and Yue Lu has gone out to find medicine for Zhang Liang, he has nothing to worry about.

"What qualifications do you have to speak here? Get out of the way!"

This was the first time that Feng Ming spoke to Mo Xiaonian in such a bad tone, which made Mo Xiaonian rebellious all of a sudden.

"What qualifications do you have to be the high priest of the tribe? Are you so careless about human life? Not to mention that Zhang Liang's leg injury is far from the extent of amputation. Even if it is really very serious, we have to consider amputation as a last resort. With the medical conditions here, if you chop off Zhang Liang's leg with an axe, do you think he will still be alive? How will you stop the bleeding? How can you ensure that such a large wound will not get infected in the end?"

Feng Ming has been the high priest for so many years, but has never been questioned like this. He was extremely furious.