Taking space to escape famine, Sister Wan killed everyone along the way

After the tents were almost packed up, everyone started to set up the pot and make a fire to cook.

Today's breakfast was particularly sumptuous. Almost every household was eating dry food. Those who had meat took out meat, and those who had vegetables took out vegetables. There was no trace of the stinginess of before.

The children in the village were as happy as if it were New Year’s Day. They didn’t know what the good news was, they just knew they could eat meat today.

It was bustling here when suddenly we saw a large group of refugees coming towards us. Everyone was shoveling food into their mouths, intending to leave immediately after eating.

This group of refugees was even larger than the one in their Daqin Village, and the people all looked pale and thin, and it was obvious that they had not had enough food for a long time. Now the aroma of their food was wafting from far away, and who knew if it would bring about any trouble.

In fact, they guessed correctly. These people were originally in low spirits, but the further they walked, the more fragrant the food became, especially the smell of meat.

After fleeing to this point in the famine, no one knew who could still afford to eat meat. The people in Chenjia Village were all puzzled. They didn't want to think about anything else but to speed up their pace. No matter whether the meat was for them to eat or not, the closer they got, the stronger the smell of meat became. In other words, smelling it meant eating it. Quenching their thirst by looking at the plums was a luxury for them.

Who would have thought that when they saw people, it turned out to be such a large group of refugees. And judging from the situation, almost every household was eating dry rice. The aroma of the rice and meat was obviously not something that could be made by one or two families.

This group of refugees had abundant supplies! This was their first reaction.

The second reaction was jealousy. Just looking at their clothes, you could tell that they were all farmers. Why couldn't they have enough to eat, were so hungry that their steps were weak, and were almost dead, while these peasants could not only eat dry rice, but also afford meat?

If they were wealthy families, they wouldn't react so strongly, but they are all farmers!

"Village Chief Li!" Village Chief Chen saw Li Ming sitting in the middle of the team at a glance, and wanted to run over here with a look of surprise.

When Li Ming heard someone calling him, he was stunned at first, then frowned, looked at the person who was running towards him, whose identity he could not see clearly, and did not respond rashly.

Even when the villagers of Daqin Village were eating, there was a group of men sitting outside with their bowls and weapons placed next to them, to prevent any incidents that might happen at any time.

Seeing the people running towards them, they stopped them outside without thinking, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Village Chief Chen quickly brushed aside his messy hair and excitedly said to the villagers of Daqin Village, "I, it's me, the village chief of Chenjia Village, Chen Jiabao!"

Some people had already recognized him, and some even saw familiar faces in the Chenjia Village refugee group. Meeting someone from Chenjia Village was not a good sign! After all, everyone knew that Chenjia Village was full of scoundrels!

The hearts of the villagers in Daqin Village sank to the bottom.

"Village Chief Li, haven't you recognized me yet?" Village Chief Chen shouted to Li Ming hurriedly. They had reached the end of their rope and thought they would just walk and die in a daze, but God actually favored them and they met people from Daqin Village.

Looking at the state of Daqin Village, it is obvious that people have no worries about food and drink and live a happy life!

Seeing this, a dark light flashed in Chen Jiabao's eyes, and he felt even more aggrieved. The life of the Daqin Village was not as good as their Chenjia Village. He thought that the people in this village should have starved to death long ago, but he did not expect that people who were not as good as them were still eating and drinking well. On the other hand, the Chenjia Village had a large population, but they were either robbed or killed along the way, or there were internal conflicts, resulting in the whole village having nothing to eat or drink.

The village chief frowned even more tightly, but he could no longer pretend not to know him. He could only sit up, pat his butt, and walk towards Chen Jiaming. However, the men of Daqin Village did not let Chen Jiabao pass and stopped the people of Chenjia Village outside.

More people quietly picked up the weapons around them, and the men moved away silently to prevent them from launching a sudden attack.

"It's Village Chief Chen. You also fled here to escape famine. What a coincidence." Li Ming greeted him indifferently. He was not enthusiastic and even had a hint of disgust.

Seeing him like this, Village Chief Chen gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart, but still had to put on a smiling face.

"Yes, Village Chief Li, how coincidental is it that our two villages are connected? It's fate that we met. Don't you think so, Village Chief Li?"

People like Chen Jiabao are always flattering, saying one thing to one person and another thing to another person. However, at this time, he could only speak against his will. After all, he used to look down on Daqin Village the most, and he looked down on Li Ming, the village chief of Daqin Village, even more.

How could a person from another family become the village chief of Daqin Village? How could he be so unpopular?

"We just met, it doesn't mean we have much fate. After all, there are only a few ways to escape famine." Li Ming still looked indifferent, and there was even some vigilance in his expression.

These words made Chen Jiabao panic. He wanted to hold Li Ming's hand, but was blocked outside by the men of Daqin Village.

"Village Chief Li, that's not the way it should be said. Our two villages were neighbors not far away before. As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. The two villages are close to each other, and now we meet here again. Isn't that a rare fate?

And I see that your village is doing pretty well now, and I am happy for you from the bottom of my heart.

If you say that, it really hurts people's hearts!" Chen Jiabao acted as if he was deeply hurt, which made the people in Daqin Village feel sick.

Li Ming also roughly understood his intention. After all, Chen Jiabao always acted superior to him in front of him. When had he ever prostrated himself in front of him like this?

They couldn't stay in this place anymore, they had to leave quickly and get away from this troubled place. They couldn't get entangled with the people from Chenjia Village.

"Well, okay, thank you. But you must have had a hard time walking all the way here. We will make room for you now. You can rest here and we will be ready to continue our journey." Li Ming shouted to the villagers, "Everyone, hurry up and pack your things. Let's make room for the people from Chenjia Village."

The villagers shouted loudly, and the children shoveled their rice into their mouths. After eating, they didn't even have time to wash the bowls, and hurriedly started to clean up.

When Chen Jiabao saw them eating, his heart ached, but when he saw them about to leave, he became even more nervous.

"No, Village Chief Li, our two villages have finally met, so you must stay and have a good chat. Don't be in such a hurry to leave." He looked so anxious that his voice almost broke.