Spring comes to the desperate place

Just as Song Dazhuang was about to kill, the villagers over there started to loot. Grandma Song had to protect both her grandson and the backpack. Even though Grandpa Song endured the severe pain and resisted, he could not withstand the rush of the crowd.

These people were so excited about the food that they pushed the two old people one by one, completely disregarding their elderly bodies.

In the chaos, Song Xiaobao, who was being protected in the arms of two people, was grabbed by a big hand, and the man actually wanted to snatch Song Xiaobao away.

In the years of famine, what would happen to such a young child if he was snatched away? Grandpa Song and Auntie Song didn't dare to think about it. They didn't even care about the backpack and held their grandson tightly with four hands to prevent him from being snatched away. Song Qin was extremely anxious when she heard her son crying. She exploded in desperation and swung the baseball bat wildly, knocking down two people in a few strokes, and then rushed over to beat up everyone who tried to snatch her son.

When those people saw Song Qinshi acting like a madman, they all retreated. No matter how important food was, one still had to survive. This woman looked like she wanted to eat people. Who wouldn't be scared?

After fighting off the villagers who took advantage of the chaos to rob, Song Qin squatted down to check on the condition of the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren. Her son was crying so hard that he was out of breath. Grandpa Song's face was pale due to his serious injuries, and even Grandma Song had many scratches and bruises on her face.

Song Chunlin used his special powers to beat the thieves to a pulp. Just when he stopped to catch his breath, he heard the sound of wind by his ears, and then warm blood splashed on his face.

Song Chunlin looked up in a daze. It was Song Dazhuang. He stood behind him and blocked Li Quan's fatal knife for his son.

"Boss!" Song Qin watched the knife in Li Quan's hand stab into Song Dazhuang's chest, and she felt her breathing and heartbeat stop.

Song Dazhuang only felt a dull pain in his chest, but he still gritted his teeth, tightly holding Li Quan's hand that wanted to pull away, and endured the severe pain while waving his fist to hit Li Quan's temple. The temple is the most important part of a person's body. Li Quan already began to feel dizzy after the first hit, and by the third, fourth, and fifth punches, Li Quan's whole body was as soft as mud.

Song Dazhuang loosened his grip due to exhaustion, and Li Quan's body fell down limply.

As Li Quan fell to the ground, someone among the villagers who had been paying attention shouted, "Someone's dead!"

"What? Someone's dead?" The village chief began to feel nervous and hurriedly asked his son to help him go over there.

Because someone had died, the villagers retreated and no one dared to step forward, while Song Dazhuang still had Li Quan's knife stuck in his chest.

The village chief was so frightened by the scene that he almost fainted.

"You! What are you doing? Why can't you just talk it out calmly? Someone has died!" The village chief felt distressed, as if the Song family had committed a heinous crime.

Brothers Song Chunlin and Song Chunsheng were extremely angry. They helped their tottering father back to their family. They had been a good family, but now they were badly hurt by a group of thieves. They were obviously the victims, but it seemed as if Li Quan's death was all their fault.

Song Qin was also disheartened at this moment. Among the people who had just robbed things, there were a few little sisters who used to be good friends with her. They were always so kind to each other on weekdays, but they took advantage of her misfortune at the critical moment. Whenever Song Qin thought of this, she felt so angry that her teeth itched.

At present, her husband and father-in-law were both seriously injured. She and her young eunuch were no match for this group of people. Song Qin looked at her eldest and youngest sons who were still relatively intact. Born in troubled times, it was a crime to possess a treasure. Her family only had a few more kilograms of food than others, but they almost suffered a disaster. If what happened just now happened again...

No, she would not let what happened just now happen again. Instead of staying with a group of jackals who were lurking at her home, she might as well take a gamble. She would die anyway, so at least she wouldn't let the children fall into the hands of these people. She was still frightened by the fact that her youngest son was kidnapped just now. This child came at the wrong time. He had barely had milk since he was born and grew up relying on rice porridge. Seeing that he was almost kidnapped, Song Qin almost went crazy.

For the sake of her children and for her husband and father-in-law to have peace after his death, Song Qin decided to leave the team and find another way to make a living for her family.

After making up her mind, Song Qin wiped her face, wiped away the tears and snot on her face, and said firmly: "Chunsheng, Chunlin, pack up your things and let's go. This place can no longer accommodate us."

Song Chunlin and Song Chunsheng looked at each other. Although they felt it was a bit abrupt, the best way at the moment was to leave here. It was at this moment that Song Chunlin made an extremely important decision.

Several people packed up their things quickly. In fact, there was nothing much to pack. The important household registration passes and silver were all hidden close to their bodies, so there was no need to pack them. At this moment, they only picked up a few pieces of clothing that were still intact and two intact cakes. The family supported each other and left the camp without saying a word.

The village chief did not say a word to try to persuade them to stay, but just acquiesced in their departure. In his opinion, it was natural for the Song family to leave. He was to blame for what had happened in the team, but there were too many villagers involved. After questioning, they all said that Li Quan was the instigator. But Li Quan was dead, so there was no evidence and the matter ended in nothing.

As for the Song family members who left, everyone conceded that the family was doomed to die. After all, there was no way a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people could survive in the dark deep mountains and old forests. Song Dazhuang, the most combat-capable among them, was seriously injured and might die on the way before long.

However, Song Dazhuang, who was doomed to die, still gritted his teeth and followed his family through the woods. They walked slowly, and Song Chunlin quietly spread out his supernatural powers. The mental power of a high-level supernatural user covered the vast mountains and forests, enveloping the dense forests within a radius of dozens of miles. In Song Chunlin's spiritual realm, any ferocious beasts were frightened by this inexplicable pressure and dared not come out.

The Song family members had not walked far when they realized that the forest was too quiet, but they still gritted their teeth and kept moving forward. They walked until the sky turned pale and they felt they were far enough away from the camp. Only then did Song Qinshi suggest taking a rest.

Song Dazhuang had been hanging on by a thread until now. When he heard Song Qinshi say to rest, his last breath disappeared and he immediately fainted. The Song family was shocked. Song Qinshi even used trembling hands to check her husband's breath. When she found that he was still breathing, she started crying and laughing like a madman.

Song Chunlin rested for a while and checked Song Dazhuang's condition. His condition was very bad and he had to pull out the dagger as soon as possible, stop the bleeding and apply medicine. Grandpa Song's shoulder bone seemed to be broken and he also needed timely treatment, otherwise both of them would be in danger.