The young couple from the farm fights back

Zhao, who was supporting the mat beside them, wiped the rain off her face and said, "Sister-in-law, why don't you feed the child something?"

"When the rain stops later, let's make a fire and cook for the child. I got wet in the rain today and it's not convenient for me to feed my sister." Jiang Li said.

Dashuan was shocked when he heard this: "Sister-in-law, please get in the car quickly. I'll hold you up. You can't get yourself wet."

Before leaving, Brother Zhou repeatedly asked him to take good care of his elder brother and sister-in-law and the children. His elder brother and sister-in-law had done their family a great favor. If his elder brother's sister-in-law became ill, how would he face his elder brother in the future?

Aunt Hu also hurriedly persuaded: "You, the Chunfeng family, go up and sit, your second uncle and I will support it from below."

Jiang Li shook her head. She was already soaked, and there was nowhere to change clothes. There were only so many seats on the bus. Not only would she pass the cold air to the child, but she would also get the child's clothes wet.

"Dashuan, brother and sister-in-law, you guys hold on for now. I'll get the medicine. Whether you've caught a cold or not, it's good for everyone to take it and take precautions."

Uncle Zhou Er believed in Jiang Li's medical skills and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, let's eat it all. We can't leave this place unless we fall down."

Their current situation was extremely precarious. The city gate was not far ahead, and they had to worry about the enemy inside. If the enemy discovered their group of fleeing civilians, their lives would be in vain.

Unfortunately, the road was blocked by heavy rain again.

Jiang Li dug through the medicine chest and pulled out pills for cold prevention. Both adults and children took them. Seeing the weather, it wasn't a good idea to stay put any longer. Villagers were already driving past them in their carts, seemingly impatient for fear of being discovered by the enemy forces in the city.

"Auntie, you get in the car and sit outside on the straw mat. We'll go down below and leave here as soon as possible." Jiang Li suggested.

Uncle Zhou Er and Dashuan thought so too. If Zabuli was discovered, it would be a disaster.

As we fled along the way, we could hear villagers who joined the fleeing team say every day that the Huai Army had almost occupied the entire Yanzhou city, and all the people who could not escape fell under the enemy's sword. It can be seen that the Huai Army was extremely cruel and had no humanity at all.

Soon, their two ox carts also fled along with the villagers who were driving the carts one after another. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the muddy road was becoming more and more bumpy and difficult to walk on.

Jiang Li and Zhao helped push the car forward from the rear, even though the heavy rain poured down on them, it could not stop them from being eager to escape.

The heavy rain barely stopped until the middle of the night, and in the wilderness at midnight, only their two ox carts were resting nearby. Leaving the outskirts of the city, they were separated from the large group of fleeing villagers.

Although some were curious about them escaping in another direction, no one dared to leave the main group easily. After all, they stayed together for warmth and looked after each other.

Dashuan and Zhou Ershu took Aowu to the mountain in the dark to cut grass. There was a river not far away, and Zhao hurried to prepare food for the children.

Jiang Li did not stop either. He used a straw mat to cover himself and changed his wet clothes. Then he took the pulses of Aunt Hu, his uncle, and the children, removed their coldness, gave them acupuncture, and prepared medicine.

After all the hustle and bustle, the children, after drinking their medicine and warming rice porridge, soon fell asleep. The adults didn't rush to sleep, but instead started slaughtering the remaining chickens and ducks from the two families. They had been drenched in the rain all the way, and the chickens and ducks were already wilted and could not be kept any longer.

Awoo was given a half-dead duck, which he ate with gusto, licking his tongue.

The slaughtered chickens and ducks were roasted over the fire. At this time, Jiang Li, Zhao, his uncle, and Aunt Hu went to bed first, while Uncle Zhou Er and his son stayed behind to watch the fire, roast the food, and keep watch.

When it was almost dawn, Jiang Li and Zhao woke up, and it was Zhou Ershu and his son's turn to sleep for a few hours.

In the morning, the children, Aunt Hu, and Uncle Hu looked much better and in good health. The two families shared the chicken and duck they had roasted the previous night and cut some fodder to feed the two cows.

Uncle Zhou Er and Dashuan didn't sleep for two hours. After they had their fill, they continued on their way in the direction Jiang Li pointed.

Fortunately, they encountered no bandits blocking the way, nor any enemy troops wreaking havoc. However, passing by the ruins of deserted villages, burned, looted, and destroyed by the enemy, everyone's spirits were tense, and they dared not relax even a little.

The two ox carts stopped and started, and after going through a lot of hardships, they finally saw the sea that Jiang Li had mentioned.

At this time, the children in the car were all listless and lacking energy. My uncle was a little older and had been sick all the time these days, which had taken a toll on him.

Dashuan saw a few fishing boats parked at the ferry near the coast from a distance, but it seemed that no one was there. He excitedly said, "Sister-in-law, have we finally found the ferry?"

Jiang Li held the child in her arms, stretched her neck, and looked up: "This must be it."

It’s finally here. After nearly ten days of escape, there will finally be a glimmer of hope.

Upon hearing this, several elders finally smiled on their haggard, tired and old faces.

Que Ge'er and Jing Ge'er couldn't help but stand up and look. It was the first time the children saw the sea and they were all shocked by the boundless ocean.

I heard that as long as they crossed this sea, they would no longer have to flee on the road.

Aunt Hu's weak tone carried a hint of hope: "But there is a boat. Let's take it and cross the sea."

Dashuan nodded repeatedly and sped up the ox cart. Soon they finally arrived at the ferry. Dashuan strode onto the ferry deck without stopping and looked at the small boats.

I thought there was no one on the boat, but suddenly a sturdy fisherman came out from each boat, which scared Dashuan so much that he couldn't help swallowing.

Zhou Dashuan used to be a notorious reckless man in the village, but when he went out, he had to be careful and cautious with his family on his shoulders.

"Excuse me, brothers, can we get to Changsheng Island?"

Several fishermen looked at him unfriendly, and then looked at each other.

One of them raised his eyebrows and asked, "So what if it is, and what if it isn't?"

Da Shuan:......

Jiang Li got off the car, handed her daughter to Aunt Hu's arms, and brought Zhao and Uncle Zhou Er to the deck.

When I got closer, I realized that the fishermen with their arms folded and fierce eyes did not look like ordinary villagers who were fishing for business.

Uncle Zhou stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said in a kind tone, "Brothers, I'm not happy with you. My family fled from Yizhou City and we really have no way to survive, so—"

Before Uncle Zhou could finish, the leading fisherman sneered, looked the men in front of him up and down, and interrupted with a look of disdain: "Oh, you don't need to tell me, we can see it with our own eyes. He has a family and a lot of property."

The fisherman glanced at the two ox carts on the shore and curled his lips again: "Every day there are refugees trying to get to our Changsheng Island. If we give them all to you refugees, will the people on our island have nothing to live for?"

"Yes."

"Everyone knows that our island is safe and the enemy is only a few meters away. Everyone wants to come. What kind of people are they?"

Several fishermen spat on the ground rudely, their faces full of disgust.

No matter how patient Dashuan was, he couldn't stand it any longer: "Hey, why are you guys so overbearing——"

Seeing this, Jiang Li walked out from behind and stood in front of Dashuan, stopping him from speaking any further.

He politely addressed the fishermen, saying, "Brothers, I understand your difficulties, and even more so the difficulties faced by the islanders. If the islanders can accept our two families, we will pay the rent and purchase fee for the land. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, several fishermen couldn't help but sneer and look disdainful on their faces.

"Look at what you said, woman. Which is more important, money or life?"

"The Daqing War will take at least three to five years to finish. With war raging everywhere, where can we spend our money?"

Seeing these fishermen being disrespectful to his sister-in-law, Dashuan was so angry that he wanted to step forward to argue with them, but Zhao quickly grabbed him.

Uncle Zhou Er wanted to speak, but Jiang Li turned around and gave him a reassuring look. These fishermen may seem ordinary, but they are definitely not ordinary people. If they have lived on the island for years, how could they know about the current national war and how could they analyze the current situation?

What they said is indeed true. In the era of escape, nothing is more important than life, and money in your hands can do nothing.

After all, they are outsiders, and it is normal for them to be slandered and excluded by the indigenous people. Instead of arguing with others, it is better to take it step by step.