Rebirth of an Old Farmer: Escape from Famine with Children and Grandchildren

Deep down, Sun Wan wanted to share her good car with everyone, but she was worried that she would not be able to justify doing so, so she eventually gave up the idea and decided to make do with the few simply made substitutes in front of her for the time being.

After the meeting, Zhang Kun immediately began to arrange specific preventive measures on the road.

At this time, Sun Wan also walked to the place where her simple car was stored.

After a closer look, she was surprised to find that it was her dear father Li Erhan and his younger brother who worked together to create the result.

In particular, the key component for rolling - the wheel, was actually made directly from the sawn off a larger tree. Although the workmanship seemed extremely rough and far inferior to the fine goods originally in the house, it still had practical functions and was fully capable of taking on the task of carrying supplies.

Sun Wan looked at the car carefully, then turned to Li Erhan and said, "Dad, can we build a shed on the car? Use branches and some rags to cover it. This way, we can block the scorching sun and prevent people from seeing what's inside the car."

Li Erhan nodded, smiled and rubbed his hands, and replied: "My daughter is really thoughtful. Let's do it now, it will be done soon."

Other people in the village also took their cars away one after another.

While Li Erhan and his son were busy with their two cars, other families came to ask for help.

However, they did not take on all the work, but let everyone cut the wood to make the wheels themselves.

Although these wheels may not be round, they are all handmade and therefore vary in size.

Then, everyone carved out grooves, installed axles, and assembled them into simple cars.

Although I don’t know how far such a car can travel, it is much better than carrying things on your back.

Nothing happened all night.

Before dawn, the people in Sujia Village had already gotten up early.

They also tacitly cooked some mushy food and waited for their family members to eat before setting off.

This is done to give the body enough energy to face the long journey and possible difficulties that may be encountered.

Then the villagers began to go down the mountain.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, the sky was already slightly pale.

A team of nearly one hundred people walked out of the valley and immediately attracted the attention of the refugees who were resting on both sides of the official road.

Seeing this group of people coming, the refugees immediately became alert, protected their families, and looked at the Su villagers vigilantly.

"Look at this group of people. They probably have food. You see they are bringing donkeys and mules. Some even have cows."

A thin man whispered.

"Yes, they don't look like they've been starving."

Another woman added.

"Let's go over and ask if they can give us some food. Everyone is fleeing, and we've run out of rations. My mother and children haven't eaten for two days. If we don't eat..."

A young man said anxiously.

As soon as these people finished speaking and were about to run over to beg for food, they suddenly noticed something unusual and stopped.

"Did you see they had knives in their hands?"

A villager reminded loudly, his voice revealing tension and anxiety.

"Why does this knife look so familiar? Does it look like the kind used by soldiers?"

Another person muttered doubtfully, a hint of surprise and fear in his eyes.

"Could it be that they are looted weapons?"

His companion answered, his voice filled with obvious worry.

Everyone knows that weapons mean power at times like this, and it is really chilling that these strangers actually have such equipment in their hands.

"Forget it, it's better to be careful. It looks like he's not someone you can mess with."

The last person concluded with a heavy and helpless tone, and the air around them seemed to freeze a little.

The villagers stopped talking and silently stepped aside to make way for this group of people who looked like they had ill intentions.

Zhang Kun and others, as the guards, held their swords high in their hands, flashing coldly in the sun; there were also some big sticks waving in the air, their momentum was enough to scare away the refugees who tried to come forward to ask for or snatch food. People could only stand back and watch the group continue to move forward.

According to the pre-arranged plan, Zhang Laohu, the leader of the Su family, personally drove the donkey cart, and from time to time he waved the long whip in his hand, making a clear and loud sound to show his majesty, and led the entire team slowly towards the official road.

Sun Wan followed closely behind Zhang Lao Hu, and several young children were properly arranged to sit in another cart pulled by a strong green mule. She was thinking that after they had passed this more dangerous section of the road, she would let them get off the cart and walk for exercise.

Along the way, people from all over the village relied on each other and carefully walked through countless pairs of eyes around them that were full of curiosity, suspicion, and even longing for a little help.

There seemed to be a subtle yet oppressive atmosphere in the air.

At this moment, Sun Wan heard a heartbreaking voice: "Look, the child is almost starving to death. I have a pancake made from wild vegetables here. Give it to the child."

The speaker clearly has good intentions and wants to lend a hand to solve the most pressing problem at hand - food shortage.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp and shrill scream suddenly rang out, "Ah~~" Although Sun Wan did not turn around to check the specific situation, she could immediately determine from the direction of the sound that it must have been made by her most beloved daughter Su Yanyan.

As expected, this sudden scene quickly triggered a chaotic scene with the surrounding people reacting instinctively:

The little kid who might have had the chance to taste the precious biscuit was knocked to the ground by the crowd behind him who were rushing in like a tide, desperately seeking food to survive, before he could even take the life-saving food. The same bad thing happened to the poor and helpless little Su Yanyan - she lost her balance and fell to the ground under the push of the crowded crowd.

Zhang Kun and his men became more cautious, taking every step carefully, fearing any mistake.

Gather all the villagers of Sujia Village together and try to keep everyone as close as possible, especially the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

The elderly, children and women were arranged to stand in the center of the crowd to maximize their safety.

At this time, Zhang Lao Hu stopped his slow-moving carriage and stood up from his seat. He looked around at everything, his eyes revealing an unusual caution and alertness.

Although the old village chief is old and not as strong as young people, he still tries his best to use his arms to protect his daughter beside him.