Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Jiang Wenming thought that nothing would happen again, so he safely dragged Jiang Jiyun back to the camp.

However, as soon as they walked to Jiang Jiyuan's bedside, Jiang Wenming felt a strong anger coming towards him.

Jiang Jiyun, who was standing next to him, was overjoyed when he saw Jiang Jiyuan wake up. He quickly shouted, "Brother, you're finally awake!"

However, when her eyes met Jiang Jiyuan's, the joy she felt was instantly replaced by a sense of guilt.

Jiang Jiyuan's eyes were filled with anger. He stared at Jiang Jiyun and asked, "Jiang Jiyun! Am I still your brother?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Jiyun. She nodded at first, as if confirming Jiang Jiyuan's identity, but then shook her head, leaving everyone confused.

Chen Meng, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but asked with a smile, "What do you mean by nodding and shaking your head?"

Jiang Jiyun glanced at Jiang Jiyuan's face, which was as red as Guan Gong's, with a guilty conscience, and stammered, "Yes... he's my brother. As for whether he's related, I... I don't know!"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of laughter in the tent.

"Pfft..."

"Hahaha……"

Jiang Wenming and the other soldiers were laughing so hard that they were rolling on the ground. Even the soldiers on the nearby beds were attracted by the laughter and asked what had happened.

Before long, the entire tent was filled with cheerful laughter. While everyone was laughing, they did not forget to tell those who did not hear this interesting scene.

After hearing her words, Jiang Jiyuan was so angry that he sat up straight from the bed.

He said helplessly, "That's right, I picked you up from the toilet! Otherwise, why would you treat me like this? You're treating me like a devil!"

Jiang Jiyun was startled by his sudden action and took a step back involuntarily.

Pointing at his body, the little finger stammered in retort, "Hey, hey, hey... You're really wronging me! If it weren't for me, you'd still be in a coma! You wouldn't wake up before the first day of next month at least! How could I have mistaken you for a devil?"

As she spoke, she looked up and down at the energetic Jiang Jiyuan and continued, "Although... although you look a bit like Guan Erye now, I have to say that you are in a very good mental state now!"

After hearing what she said, Jiang Jiyuan came back to his senses. He carefully felt his body and found that it was just as she said. He was now full of energy and did not feel any discomfort.

"Alas!" Jiang Jiyun suddenly sighed, hugged Jiang Wenming's thigh, and said with emotion, "I am so shocked to sit up in a state of near death. I am actually the clown! It's so hard to be a good person!"

Just when Jiang Jiyuan's anger was about to explode, Jiang Wenming was quick-witted and picked up Jiang Jiyun like a chicken, then walked out of the tent quickly, fearing that his nephew who had just woken up would faint from anger again.

After going out, the two of them entered the space, washed up simply, and then lay down on their respective small beds to sleep.

At this time, there was some unrest in Changde City. Many people began to suffer from diarrhea one after another, which made Mr. Qi and the city's hospitals busy.

The next day, the uncle and nephew took food out of the space. After everyone had breakfast together, they heard that the troops would be moving tonight.

Jiang Jiyun looked at his brother who was able to get out of bed and felt that they and their group should start their journey. However, Jiang Jiyuan and the others were worried about the virus in the city and wanted to go over and take a look.

There was only one day left to spend time with these soldiers. Jiang Jiyuan said that he would give everyone something good to eat. Jiang Jiyun immediately stuffed slices of pork into her brother's space. These were from the cold storage room of the shopping mall in her space.

Jiang Wenming and Zhang An were helping out in the kitchen. To prevent Jiang Jiyun from running away again, they put a few pig heads next to the kitchen for her to deal with.

Jiang Jiyun, who was concentrating on plucking the pig's hair, did not notice a small figure appeared next to him. He watched Jiang Jiyun's movements for a while.

As he sat silently on the stone and picked up another pig's head to remove the hair with rosin, Jiang Jiyun looked at him vigilantly.

Seeing him lower his head and use his chilblained hands to pick at the chilblains, Jiang Jiyun reached out and held him back, saying, "Put on these gloves. Your chilblains can't break the skin, otherwise it will be very painful and itchy."

The boy looked at the gloves in front of him and put them on like Jiang Jiyun.

Just like that, the two children sat there quietly and looked like pigs.

"Um... why are you alone in the grass by the river? Where do you live?..." Jiang Jiyun couldn't keep quiet and started asking.

When the boy heard her question, he paused for a moment and continued working, only uttering two words: "ah!"

Jiang Jiyun looked up and took off her gloves to feel his pulse. The boy lay still and let her feel his pulse.

"Can you open your mouth for me to see? Maybe I can help you speak again." Jiang Jiyun asked him seriously.

The boy looked at Jiang Jiyun trembling all over. He had been wary of everyone since he woke up, but no matter how he threatened them, those people just smiled and coaxed him.

They gave him medicine, warm clothes and shoes, and food to fill his stomach. He was alert for the whole night, but those people still smiled and treated him well.

In the morning, he relaxed his guard when he saw the steamed buns people stuffed into his mouth. After eating, he walked around and saw the children struggling against the pig's head. He couldn't help but come over.

Now he met the gaze of the little girl opposite him, and the boy still opened his mouth.

Jiang Jiyun leaned forward to examine his throat carefully and looked at him in shock. "Did someone torture you?"

The boy nodded and pointed at his throat with his finger.

"Who tortured you? Why did they treat you like this? Also, how did you escape? Where did you live after you escaped?" Jiang Jiyun looked at the boy in front of him with a serious face, his heart full of questions.

She knew that the soldiers had searched the abandoned docks and villages yesterday but found nothing, which made her even more curious about the boy's experience.

The boy understood Jiang Jiyun's question. He pointed in a direction, made "ahhh" sounds, and gestured with his hands.

Jiang Jiyun looked at the boy's gesture, nodded thoughtfully, and then said to him: "Why don't we go in that direction and have a look? Maybe we can find some clues."

The boy hesitated for a moment. He looked at Jiang Jiyun, then looked in that direction, and finally nodded in agreement.

The boy picked up a stone from the ground and wrote three words on it: Xiao Lingchen.

After finishing writing, the boy raised his head, looked at Jiang Jiyun, and patted his chest again.

Jiang Jiyun looked at the words on the ground, then at the boy's actions, and suddenly understood something.

"So your name is Xiao Lingchen, what a nice name!" Jiang Jiyun said to the boy with a smile, "Don't worry, from now on just follow Sister Yun. With me protecting you, no one will dare bully you!"