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

Song Pan'er got up from the cart and wanted to go to the front to take a look, but was pulled back by Qian Jinfeng.

She finally reacted and slapped her forehead.

This is not the modern world before the time when I traveled through the book. I have to change my kindness. On this journey of fleeing famine, some kindness cannot be expressed.

Wait a minute.

The team in front was silent, and the woman's cries became more and more shrill.

Song Pan'er watched from afar as she hugged a boy of about fourteen or fifteen and knelt on the ground, kowtowing to everyone. "Please, his uncle, don't you have medicine? I'll buy it! I'll buy it! Please save Gousheng, you're his uncle!"

The middle-aged man she was looking at turned sideways with a unhappy expression.

"His uncle..."

Before the woman finished her words, the gray-haired old man waved his hand and said, "Gousheng's mother, I don't have any medicine."

After a pause, his voice gradually turned cold. "The medicine everyone has is for saving lives. We really can't share it all. Instead of crying here, you might as well save some energy to take care of your dog. Just in case he's lucky enough to make it..."

If he can't make it through, then he is destined not to survive.

The woman's lips moved, and finally she shouted at the top of her lungs, "You have to have a conscience! Gousheng's father died for you! Now that Gousheng is sick, you're going to watch him die!"

A slightly older woman retorted in dissatisfaction, "What you said is completely illogical. Did we ask him to stay behind to cover our retreat? He chose to stay and act like a hero himself. What does it have to do with us?"

The others echoed, "That's right, he wanted to go block the trail on his own, and he got killed by bandits. What does it have to do with us? We didn't ask him to go."

"Yeah, he thought we didn't know what he was planning? He knew he couldn't support his wife and children, so he thought he'd just get killed by bandits and have us remember his kindness and help raise his children. Ugh! He thought he was the only smart guy in the world!"

The woman was so angry that her eyes turned red and she wanted to tear their mouths apart.

These people are simply distorting the facts! Her man has never had such thoughts!

She suddenly looked at a woman in gray and said sternly, "Sixth Auntie, Gousheng's father clearly ran away. He went back to save you!"

The woman called Liu Po ​​shuddered, then sat on the ground, slapping her thigh and howling, "God swear! I never asked him to come back and save me!"

"I wish I had died then, rather than living now and wasting the family's food!"

"That damned Yang Agui! He's not saving me at all! He's harming me! Harming my entire Liu family!"

The woman stared blankly at Liu Po ​​singing, reciting, and acting, then slowly revealed a miserable smile.

"Okay...very good..."

"He risked his life... just to save a bunch of ungrateful people..."

After she said this, the villagers immediately refused to listen.

"Zhang, watch your mouth!"

"If I don't sell you medicine to save Gou Sheng, I'd be an ungrateful person. There's no such thing as that!"

"If you continue to act unreasonably like this, I will kick you out of the village!"

Zhang stared at them coldly. In the gray night, each of these people looked like a vicious demon with bared fangs and claws, which made her almost nauseous.

All I can say is that her man overestimated these people's conscience and underestimated their shamelessness.

The thin woman struggled to carry her son, who was half a head taller than her, on the cart and was about to push the cart away from the team, but she was stopped by someone.

The man she had just knocked on the head and asked to buy medicine said with a cold face, "You can take Gousheng away, but leave my Yang family's things behind!"

Zhang couldn't believe it.

But her son was already delirious due to the fever, and she had no intention of getting entangled with these shameless people, so she threw the bag on the cart to the ground.

Watching the Yang family rushing forward and dividing up the baggage, she pushed the cart out of the team with a grim face.

The people from another village were watching everything that happened here silently not far away. They did not offer to help, nor did they show any intention of taking her in.

What the man said before was right. Nowadays, the medicines in every household are used to save lives, and they cannot be sold no matter how much money is offered.

However, the people in that village are too immoral, so we should not get too close to them.

As they thought this, they silently watched Zhang pushing the cart back.

Zhang pushed the cart and walked over to Song Pan'er and the others.

For some unknown reason, she looked at the faces of the three members of the family, which looked a little fatter than those of the others, and knelt down in front of them with a plop.

"I wonder if my elder brother and his wife have any medicine to reduce my fever?" She squeezed out these words with difficulty from her throat.

Zhang knew she couldn't come up with much money, so she kowtowed to the family of three and said, "If my eldest brother and his wife are willing to save my son, I, Zhang Honghua, swear to serve them like a slave for the rest of my life!"

Song Pan'er glanced at her mother and didn't speak rashly.

Qian Jinfeng stared at Zhang Honghua for a long while, then suddenly said, "It's not worth it..."

Song Dahe nodded, "It's really not worth it. Even if we save someone, we'll still be blamed for it. We don't even have enough food to feed two mouths."

Zhang Honghua understood what they meant and quickly took out her purse, "Brother and sister-in-law, I have money. I can buy medicine."

She burst into tears, "Please."

Qian Jinfeng made a "tsk" sound and gestured to Song Pan'er.

Song Pan'er understood immediately, picked up an ibuprofen from the pharmacy, wrapped it in paper, took it out and handed it to her mother.

Qian Jinfeng took the paper bag and handed it to Zhang Honghua. She did not take all the silver in the purse, but took the largest piece of silver, about two cents.

"We only have one pill of this medicine, no more. Whether he can survive depends on your son's luck. Now we're done with the money and the medicine."

Zhang Honghua held the paper bag tightly and nodded excitedly.

She knew that her bet was right, this family was indeed not simple.

He was dressed cleaner than most people and had more flesh on his body. You could tell at a glance that he was living a good life, especially on such a famine-stricken road. Without some skills, he really couldn't have lived such a good life.

She opened the oil-paper package and saw the strange medicine. Without saying anything, she fed it directly into Gousheng's mouth. Song Pan'er poured half a bowl of water from a bamboo tube and handed it to him, "Auntie, use this to put the medicine in."

After receiving two cents of silver, she felt that giving half a bowl of water was nothing.

Qian Jinfeng didn't say anything. While Zhang Honghua was looking after her son, she quietly stuffed the change to Song Pan'er and told her to hide it.

The family walked aside, and Qian Jinfeng lowered her voice, "My daughter, is your medicine okay?"

Song Paner: ???

No, you don’t know whether there is any problem with the medicine or not, but you dare to give it to others and charge them money?

Are you so brave, Ms. Qian?

Song Dahe looked towards Zhang Honghua and said in a low voice, "How about we leave now?"

Qian Jinfeng nodded, "Let's go now!"

Song Pan'er quickly grabbed one of them with each hand and said, "Why are you leaving? The medicine is fine!"

She was so convinced!

Qian Jinfeng looked at her in disbelief, "Is it really okay?"

Song Pan'er looked around and confirmed that no one was paying attention before she whispered, "It's an elixir."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qian Jinfeng slapped her thigh!

"Oh no! We're running low on silver!"

Song Paner: ...I knew you were this kind of person, Ms. Qian!