Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

"I, I saw that day that your father was kidnapped..." Tian answered stutteringly.

In that situation, everyone thought Yang Agui was dead and was waiting to divide the property of the three wives. How could she dare to say this?

Yang Shaochun stared at her suspiciously, "You said my father was kidnapped. What kind of person was it that kidnapped him?"

Tian thought carefully for a while, "It was at night, and I didn't see it clearly, but I remember they were tall and strong, and there were seven or eight of them."

"The accent is very strange... It doesn't sound like someone from our area... It's very poor, I can't describe it." Tian dared to swear that she was really trying her best to recall, but she really couldn't remember it, and so much time had passed.

After a while, she suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "I remember now! They seemed to have said something at the end, but it didn't sound like our language to me!"

Yang Shaochun's tone was cold, "Is everything you said true?"

Tian nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "It's absolutely true! If I tell a lie, I'll be left with no place to be buried! My son will be left without a father or a mother, and live a miserable life!"

Seeing that she had said this, Yang Shaochun said coldly, "You wait here." Then he took his men back to the camp.

Putting down the firewood, he went to find Song Pan'er and told her exactly what Tian had said.

Song Pan'er took out a bag of whole grains from the supermarket, about two or three pounds, and said, "Give it to her. After all, she really provided the information you needed."

When Yang Shaochun turned around, she said with a smile, "Xiao Yang, are we good brothers?"

Yang Shaochun didn't understand and scratched the back of his head. "The young master is the young master, and I am the young master's bodyguard. I can't be considered... a brother, right?"

Song Pan'er's smile remained unchanged. "Tell me honestly, do I treat you as a good brother?"

The young boy nodded in confusion, "Yes, the young master is very good to me, even better than my cousins."

Song Pan'er sat on the mat and patted his calf. "Good brother, if you become rich and powerful, don't forget me!"

Don’t ask why she took pictures of the other person’s calves. One was sitting and the other was standing, and she, a little potato, could only reach the other person’s calves.

Yang Shaochun's physique has grown rapidly recently, and he is almost catching up with Lin Yuanxiu. Maybe he will even surpass him in the future and become the tallest and strongest one in the team.

She had no reaction at all. No, it’s not that she had no reaction at all. She gained five kilograms.

But it's not a good thing if you only gain weight but not height! Won't you grow into a stone pillar in the future?

Yang Shaochun pursed his lips and smiled, his face revealing a sense of innocence, "All mine belongs to the young master, all for the young master."

Song Pan'er smiled and waved her hand, "Go ahead, come back soon, I'll give everyone more food."

Yang Shaochun wrapped the bag around his waist, pretended to collect firewood, and went to the woods.

Tian was waiting there anxiously. When she saw Yang Shaochun coming back, she hurried over with the child in her arms.

Yang Shaochun didn't waste any words. He took off the cloth bag from his waist and handed it over. "This is all I have."

Tian weighed the bag without looking at it with disgust. As a servant, how much food could she possibly have?

"Thank you, Gousheng," she said gratefully, but she also told him what she had overheard. "My father-in-law has teamed up with the village chief and wants to take the village baby and exchange it for refugees from other villages. They've gone crazy. I'm planning to escape with my son."

"There are so many kids in your group, and there's also food. There's no guarantee they won't make plans. Tell your master to leave as soon as possible and don't go with them."