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

While waiting for a reply, Sun Wan was on edge, constantly thinking about how to persuade the village chief while hiding her own secret.

The village chief was silent for a moment, then stood up firmly with the help of his cane: "Okay, in that case, let's not delay any longer and go settle the score with those scoundrels."

"During the fierce battle in the cave, I hid in the back due to my old age. Madam Sun, you were inside the cave, boiling water and giving orders. I guess, except for a few young people at the cave entrance, they didn't recognize us."

"It shouldn't be difficult to get in."

These words stunned Sun Wan, who had a lot of manuscripts in her mind.

The village chief looked down at her in confusion: "Why, is there a problem?"

Sun Wan suddenly came back to her senses and quickly shook her head: "No, no!"

She calmed down and said, "It's not easy to get in. We have to put on a show and lure them to come to us on their own initiative."

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In the South Market, Madam Sun supported the village chief as they walked slowly. Both of them had their faces covered with cloth. They stopped from time to time to look around, their eyes alert and frightened, looking like refugees who had just entered the city.

The two of them stepped cautiously into the depths of South City.

On the side of the road, a dying beggar witnessed this scene, but did not raise a warning. Instead, his eyes flashed with gloating.

His body was covered with scabies and pus was oozing from his mouth and nose. It was obvious that he was terminally ill and beyond help.

Before he died, he painstakingly smeared every doorknob with pus, as if performing some malicious ritual.

He had just finished one house and was about to move on to the next when a sharp pain suddenly struck him in the back. Without even turning around, he fell headfirst and died silently.

Yan Senyue withdrew his hand expressionlessly and hurriedly left the scene, following closely behind Sun Wan and the others.

Behind the beggar, there was a dry branch stuck in his back.

Soon, Sun Wan and the village chief "accidentally" arrived at the Xizhao Army's base.

The guard at the door saw someone approaching and immediately came over with weapons in hand, shouting fiercely, "Where did you come from, you untouchable? Get out of here!"

Sun Wan was so frightened that she trembled all over. She quickly nodded and bowed to apologize, and tried to escape with the village chief. But as soon as she turned around, a figure suddenly fell in front of them.

This sudden scene startled everyone.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a refugee with a dusty face and ragged clothes, who seemed to have fainted from hunger or was sick.

The Xizhao soldiers at the door retreated in fear.

The village chief stumbled forward, and Sun Wan hurried to help and helped him up.

After the diagnosis, the village chief looked serious.

"Qi and blood are both deficient, the pulse is disordered, and the wind evil has invaded. These are the symptoms of a cold. Fortunately, fortunately..."

Indeed, compared to the plague rampant in the city, this was just a cold, which was a blessing in disguise.

The village chief took out a bamboo tube from his arms, motioned Sun Wan to hold Yan Senyue's chin, and with trembling hands he poured the so-called "magic medicine" into his mouth.

After taking a few sips of the "medicine", Yan Senyue's eyelids gradually moved and he opened his eyes.

This scene caused a flash of surprise in the eyes of the two spectators outside the door.

"Hey, old man, do you know any medicine?" One of them pointed a sharp knife at the village chief's chest, frightening him so much that he shuddered. "I don't dare to be a doctor. I only know a little bit and have read a few medical books..."

"What are you talking about!" The man interrupted impatiently, turned around, gently lifted Yan Senyue's chin with the handle of the knife, and looked at him carefully.

As he examined it, he seemed to notice something: "Huh?"

He reached out and stroked Yan Senyue's face a few times. After a while, Yan Senyue's cheeks flushed, revealing his delicate skin.

"Hey, it's actually a girl! Haha..."

The masked man from Xizhao let out a series of malicious laughs, looked at the three people in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad!"

Before he finished speaking, his face darkened and he kicked the village chief's knee: "Old man, get up and follow me in!"

"No matter how much you've learned, my brother is sick now. If you can cure him, you're lucky. If you can't, you'll be buried with him!"

"And you two, come in too!"

He waved the knife in protest, and when he saw the three men trembling in fear, he triumphantly pointed to the door and said, "Hurry up!"

In this way, Sun Wan and her three companions were brought into the yard naturally.

After entering, I found out that this group of scoundrels had actually connected the two neighboring houses.

It looked like an ordinary house from the outside, but it was unusually spacious inside. However, it was filled with painful wails and unbearable screams everywhere.

The air was filled with a mixture of herbs and the pungent stench of excrement.

Sun Wan quietly looked around and quickly noticed something unusual in the southwest corner.

There was not a single cry or shout in the place that was tightly guarded by five strong men.

There might be food and much-needed medicine hidden there.

"What are you looking at so furtively?"

Suddenly, a shout came from behind, followed by a heavy punch. Sun Wan almost cried out in pain and quickly looked away.

Seeing that she had calmed down, the man cursed a few times and urged the three of them to speed up.

In a blink of an eye, they were pushed into a room.

The scene in the room was like hell on earth.

There were about twenty people suffering from the plague. They were all lying in bed, groaning in pain. Some of them were vomiting violently, and some were even vomiting blood.

Vomit was scattered around the bed and no one cleaned it up, and the room was filled with a foul odor.

All three of them subconsciously covered their mouths and noses, and the Xizhao army escorting them also frowned in disgust, standing at the door, unwilling to go any further.

"Listen, treat them immediately! Don't try to play tricks. If anyone dares to have second thoughts, I'll kill him with a single blow!"

These words seemed to be directed at Sun Wan intentionally or unintentionally.

Sun Wan pretended to be timid and didn't dare to raise her head.

In contrast, the village chief seemed much calmer. He covered his nose and carefully checked everyone's condition, and finally came to a patient with milder symptoms.

While taking the pulse, not only the patients on the beds, but all the people around who were still conscious looked at the village chief with hope.

Soon, a look of relief appeared on the village chief's face.

"Your illness lasted the shortest time, and the symptoms of the plague are relatively mild, so you may still be able to be cured."

"I need to give you acupuncture first, and then prepare a medicinal soup for you to drink. Unfortunately, I'm homeless now. Let alone herbs and silver needles, I don't even have anything to fill my stomach."

Hearing the village chief's words, the burly man at the doorstep breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey, it's a small matter. I'll find it for you right away!"

"Sir, please stay!"

The village chief quickly called out to him, "The silver needles I use are much thinner than the common ones, and the herbs must be precise. Sir, do you know anything about herbal medicine?"

This question really made the man feel troubled.

He was stunned for a moment, looked around impatiently, and suddenly pointed at Sun Wan: "What's her relationship with you?"

The village chief and Sun Wan looked at each other, their hearts beating like drums: "To answer the military master, this is my eldest daughter."

"Since she's my daughter, I'm sure she knows a thing or two about herbs. Let her come with me!"

After saying this, without waiting for the village chief's response, he strode forward and dragged Sun Wan out.

Sun Wan didn't dare to resist and was almost dragged into the house in the southwest corner.