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

Qian Jinfeng stood at the door, watching Song Pan'er fooling her father, feeling both angry and amused.

But she didn't say anything, as this was a matter between father and daughter.

Song Dahe was fooled by Song Pan'er and finally nodded in agreement, "Then buy it." At the end, he didn't forget to add, "Just deduct it from my pension money!"

He knew that Song Pan'er had saved money for his and Qian Jinfeng's retirement, and he had even touched the gold brick.

Song Pan'er rolled her eyes at him and said, "If you say I'll buy it, then I'll buy it."

She gave the old blacksmith a sweet smile and asked, "Grandpa, do you accept gold?"

Old Blacksmith: ...Does he really look that old?

In the end, Song Pan'er bought the big knife with three gold rings.

Song Dahe was holding the big knife, so happy that his teeth were showing. When he turned around and saw Qian Jinfeng with a smile on her face, he was so scared that he almost hit his own foot with the knife.

He laughed dryly twice, "Jinfeng, when did you come?"

Qian Jinfeng didn't look at him. She raised her hand and took the three small swords from Song Pan'er's hands. "Men are something you can't rely on!"

Song Dahe then realized that he was too excited and actually let his daughter hold such a heavy sword. It was no wonder that his Jinfeng was unhappy.

When they reached an empty corner, Song Pan'er put the things into the supermarket, leaving only three small swords outside so that she could give them to Zhenzhu and the others when she got back. Using wooden sticks and kitchen knives was not powerful enough.

When we returned to the inn, Zhang Honghua and the others had already returned, and everyone had bought something.

Zhenzhu and Cuiyu bought a few bags of cakes and some things they would need on the road. Zhang Honghua bought a little more, four wooden basins alone.

She saw that Song Pan'er's family washed their faces and feet separately, and heard that this would prevent them from getting sick, so she bought four basins.

Qian Jinfeng gave them small swords and told them to practice their sword skills well and protect Song Pan'er.

The three men held swords and responded in unison.

They all knew very well in their hearts that their current good life was all thanks to Song Pan'er, so they had to protect her.

After learning that the four of them had bought steamed buns outside and had already eaten them, Qian Jinfeng stopped caring and the family returned to their room.

Song Pan'er took out the food she had stockpiled from the supermarket. After the family ate, they fetched some water from the pharmacy to wash up and go to bed.

The next day, there were obviously more people on the street, but they were all people carrying luggage and preparing to leave the city.

The Song family did not plan to go with the main group, so they stayed for one more day as planned.

The next day, after packing up, I drove out in a donkey cart.

Song Pan'er specifically asked Old Song to spend half a penny to buy all the fodder and firewood in the inn.

When she came out again, she had already put the materials into the supermarket and placed them neatly on the road outside the supermarket.

There were fewer people leaving the city today. They walked out slowly, following the traces left by various horse-drawn and donkey-drawn carts.

At noon, when we were about to stop to rest, we heard that a rich man ahead had been robbed and suffered serious injuries.

Whether modern or ancient, everyone could not help but join in the fun. The people in this county had just fled from the famine and were not yet so vigilant, so many people went to the front to see what was going on.

Song Dahe also took Song Paner to the front. When they arrived at the scene of the crime, they met an acquaintance.

It turned out to be the innkeeper who had left the city before them.

The shopkeeper was holding a middle-aged man, crying breathlessly, begging and cursing.

Song Pan'er suddenly remembered the plot in the book.

Song Xiaomu from the eldest wife's family and a group of people from Qingshan Village robbed a wealthy family and divided the money among every household in the city.

Only then did she realize that the innkeeper's family must be the unlucky rich man.

The middle-aged man was still breathing, but the knife wound on his chest was bleeding continuously. The people around him were shocked, but no one offered a helping hand.

He had lost so much blood and the wound was so big that it was obvious that even if Luo Jinxian came, he could not be saved.

Song Pan'er thought about it, pulled her father down, and whispered a few words to him.

Song Dahe nodded and walked forward to greet the shopkeeper.

“Shopkeeper, your master is so seriously injured, are you going to save him?”

The shopkeeper glared at him. What nonsense was this man talking about?

How could I not save him?

Seeing that he wanted to save her, Song Dahe winked at him and said in a very low voice, "If you want to save her, follow me."

The shopkeeper looked at him suspiciously, remembering their behavior at the inn. For some unknown reason, he gave a wink to the guards around.

The guards received his order and quickly drew their swords and drove away the onlookers.

Two more strong guards carried the middle-aged man and followed Song Dahe and his daughter.

The rich man's surname was Chen. He came here from Jiangnan to do business. His wife and children were all in his hometown. This time, there happened to be a drought, so he wanted to go back to Jiangnan to reunite with his family. Unexpectedly, he had just left the city gate for a while when he was robbed by a group of refugees fleeing famine.

However, those people did not get away with it either, as many of them were injured by the guards.

Qian Jinfeng was shocked to see the father and daughter coming back with people. She quickly stepped forward to protect Song Pan'er behind her, and asked Song Dahe with her eyes what the situation was.

Song Dahe didn't know the specific situation, he just did things according to his daughter's ideas.

Then he looked at his daughter.

Song Pan'er tugged at her mother's sleeve, "Mom, that man was injured. Master told me...it was done by someone from the eldest house..."

Qian Jinfeng raised her eyebrows and glanced at the strong guards, wondering if those bastards from the first wife's house had been hacked to death.

If she were to encounter those evil-hearted people who dared to attack her daughter, she would definitely cripple their hands!

"Mom, I have some magic medicine here. Let's save the person first." Song Pan'er said in a low voice.

Then he went into the pharmacy and quickly packed a small bag.

The man was seriously injured. Song Pan'er used mineral water in a bamboo tube to rinse the wound, then sprayed alcohol on it for disinfection, and sprayed her hands all over.

The man was already unconscious, but was awakened by the pain.

Song Pan'er quickly called out, "Hold him down!"

The shopkeeper and Song Dahe quickly held the man down.

Song Pan'er stuffed a piece of ginseng into his mouth, took out the suture tools, and with trembling hands prepared to start stitching the long wound.

Please forgive her, this is her first time to sew stitches for someone, so she can only try her best, even if the stitches are ugly.

"Dad, press it! I'm going to start sewing!"

Song Dahe has great confidence in his daughter. She is a direct disciple of Guanyin Bodhisattva. The shopkeeper must have been very lucky in his previous life to have met his daughter.

He trusted Song Pan'er, but the shopkeeper didn't quite believe her. When he saw the bent needle, he was so scared that he almost couldn't breathe.

"This...this..." He stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Poor Song Pan'er had to spend 0.01 seconds to make up an excuse before inserting the needle. "Don't worry, boss. We are from the Divine Doctor Valley. It should be no problem to save your master's life."