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

The old village chief immediately said, "Go! Hurry up! Get through this place!"

For the sake of everyone's safety, he resolutely issued the order.

Seeing that everyone had packed up and all the necessary supplies had been sorted and packed, Su Shunde said to Zhang Lao Hu, "My dear, I'm afraid we can't take these horses with us. What should we do?"

Zhang Lao Hu slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, we absolutely cannot go to the main road! If we do, I'm worried that the refugees will rush over and use any means to fight for these horses, even slaughtering them without hesitation. If they go crazy and attack us, it will be troublesome."

At this moment, he knew that keeping a low profile was more important than having an extra means of transportation, not to mention that these precious mounts might also become targets that attract dangerous attention.

He glanced at Lan Zhen and said slowly, "My dear, you and Ming Jiang should take these horses to the valley ahead and hide them. I've found a suitable hiding place for the horses to stay in. We guarantee they won't be discovered."

Sun Wan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little uneasy. She thought to herself that her secret might have been discovered by Zhang Lao Hu.

But what can we do even so?

As long as you refuse to admit it, what can others do?

She nodded slightly, indicating that she understood, and then took Su Yousheng and led seven tall war horses towards the lush mountains and forests in the distance.

Su Mingxiang didn't think much about it, but silently pulled the rope to lead the majestic warhorse in front, following closely behind Sun Wan, and headed towards a deeper and more hidden place together.

Zhang Kun turned his head to look at his father, then looked at Aunt Lan Zhen who was getting farther and farther away and almost disappeared at the end of his sight. He couldn't help but touch his head gently, his heart full of confusion and doubts, not knowing what was going on.

But after looking around and finding that there were so many people around him, he didn't dare to ask his father what he thought about this matter immediately.

After Sun Wan and her son Su Mingxiang led the war horses around a corner and gradually moved away from the sight of the people in Sujia Village, Sun Wan stopped and whispered to Su Yousheng, "Second son, come and help drive these horses over here."

Su Yousheng looked around at the unfamiliar environment and felt something was wrong. This place was not suitable as a shelter for these livestock.

"Mom, are you sure you're not mistaken? This doesn't look like a place to hide these animals."

He looked at his mother with a puzzled look, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.

However, in response to her son's question, Sun Wan simply smiled faintly, as if she had already prepared for this question.

She waved her hand gently, and in an instant, the scene before her eyes became shocking: the several strong horses that were behind her just now disappeared miraculously!

Seeing this scene, the usually calm and composed Su Yousheng couldn't help but scream in fear, "Oh my god, are there really monsters out there? What the hell is going on?"

Hearing this, Sun Wan shook her head helplessly, then raised her hand and gently patted him on the back of the head as a punishment, "You are really talking nonsense, kid! There is no such thing as a monster!"

After saying that, she reached into her pocket and took out a large white steamed bun that was freshly baked and still emitting hot steam, and gently handed it to him to replenish his energy.

"Eat something quick, silly boy."

His tone was full of doting.

The young man took the snow-white, tender food from his mother and stared at the extremely tempting and appetizing dough with wide eyes. His saliva began to flow quietly from the corners of his mouth. "Mom... can you perform magic?"

The people in Sujia Village, whether adults or children, were in an unprecedented state of high tension.

The children clung to their mother's arms, not daring to make a sound. Only their big round eyes, filled with unconcealable fear, stared at the person lying motionless on the ground.

They saw the child, who was almost as old as themselves, trembling slightly in his mother's warm but equally powerless arms, crying weakly like a wounded kitten, his eyes full of helplessness and tears, looking particularly distressing and pitiful.

Leading the group was Zhang Lao Hu, a man known for his strength and toughness in the village. He was driving his family's simple donkey cart. The cloth on the cart was one of the rare blue cloths in the village. Under the cloth lay Zhang Nizi's two sons, with the rest of their bodies covered, leaving only their eyes to see the changes in the outside world.

Walking on both sides of the team to escort them were young and strong men, including the extremely brave Zhang Kun, and several young men holding heavy swords or solid thick wooden sticks, ready to prevent any accidents from happening.

In the center of the entire moving team was a group of old people, women and younger children. They supported each other and moved forward, their steps slow but firm.

At the end of the team was the butcher Su Dazhong, his family, and the remaining three members of the guard team. They shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting the safety of the entire team.

Sitting on the big blue mule cart of Sun Wan's family was the gentle and beautiful Zhang Yu Niang. She held the two little ones, Miao Miao and Ling Long, in her arms, trying to give the two little girls some comfort with her calm heart. Also busy on the side were Su Yinan and Su Chen. These two young men were helping the young and slightly less powerful Goudan push and pull a cart loaded with supplies forward.

The car belonging to Goudan's family contained much more items than when they fled before. It contained not only various wild plants that they had recently dug and collected in the mountains, including dried vegetables that had just been dried, but also some cakes and meat products made from local specialty ingredients. What was surprising was that even the old lady who had always lived frugally boiled chicken and rabbit bones, dried them, and packed them up to take with her as reserve supplies for emergencies.

Despite being filled with anxiety, everyone in this environment still walked through this daunting road quickly and orderly, with no intention of stopping.

Especially for villagers like Sun Wan, what she worried most was whether the refugees scattered on both sides of the road would suddenly stand up and stretch out their hands to beg for food aid; because she knew that once someone started asking for help, more followers would soon gather...

But this fear did not become a reality.

This invisible pressure did not bring about the expected terrible consequences, but it made her heart even heavier, as if a huge rock was pressing on her and making it difficult for her to breathe.