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

The group arrived at a relatively empty stone slope where many villagers who had fled famine were already living.

Song Pan'er took her bamboo tube off her back, held it in her arms and sat down on a large flat rock. As soon as she sat down, she was so burned that she jumped up with a cry.

The surrounding villagers laughed in good faith. An old man leaning on a cane stroked his beard and said, "Young man, if you want to sit on the stone, it's better to put a straw mat under it."

As he said this, he moved his butt, revealing the thick straw mat he was sitting on.

Song Paner smiled embarrassedly. Her family always used plastic sheeting on the ground and had never sat on stones. She forgot that stones exposed to the sun would burn the buttocks.

She saw that this group of people should be from the same village, about a hundred people, so she started chatting with the old man.

"Grandpa, where are you from?"

The old man stroked his beard again and said, "From Qing County, where's the young man?"

Song Pan'er rolled her eyes and asked, "Grandpa, where does my accent sound like?"

The old man laughed heartily at her cleverness. "I guess you're from Yongzhou. That's the accent they have there."

Song Pan'er gave a thumbs up and said, "Grandpa is really awesome. Our family is indeed from Yongzhou."

The old man thought of something and asked, "Young man, do you know Luan County in Yongzhou?"

Song Dahe, who had just finished his work nearby, heard this and continued, "We are in Mao County, next to Luan County."

The old man slapped his thigh and said, "My eldest sister married and moved to Luan County. I don't know how her family is doing. I haven't seen them in decades."

Song Dahe brought over a cool mat, folded it, and placed it on the stone. He asked Song Paner to sit down. "Luan County will be half a month ahead of us. They should be ahead."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief.

He had just heard the family speaking with a Maoxian accent, so he sat here to inquire about the news of his eldest sister's family. When he learned that they were ahead, he put his worries at ease.

The two sides chatted for a while and then the old man returned home.

His family is large, and he seems to be the head of their village, and he has a lot of prestige in the team.

There are many young and strong people in that village, but they look very poor. Every household eats coarse grain and wild vegetable cakes.

Fortunately, the Song family had stored wild vegetable buckwheat cakes in the carriage, so it wouldn't be a big deal to eat them.

There was only an official road in this section, and there were so many people fleeing famine that Song Pan'er and his family could only barely blend in with the large group.

After a few days, I became familiar with many people in that village.

When it was time for the second transaction with Chen Anguo, Song Pan'er was accompanied by her parents and walked a long way before they found a suitable place.

Chen Anguo still couldn't come up with much gold and silver this time, but he did take out a lot of ancient recipes, such as soap, glass, salt-drying methods, etc. Some of them were even accompanied by color pictures, which should have been the information he had placed in his previous rental house.

Those things were of little use during the Republic of China period, but they were extremely useful to Song Paner.

When she arrives in Linjiang County, she can open a workshop and a shop with these recipes.

This time she gave 100 bags of 50 kg of rice and five boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs.

They agreed on the time for the next transaction. Even though the time had not yet arrived, she closed the passage in advance and returned to the camp with her parents.

The old man's surname was Rao, and most people in their Rao Village had the same surname, so the Song family temporarily joined them.

Zhang Honghua cooked wild vegetable soup in a clay pot and used it to eat buckwheat wild vegetable cakes.

The Song family acted very poor to the outside world, and there was not even any decent stuff on their cart, so they didn't encounter any top-notch items.

After walking for five days, they arrived in Han County, but found that the city had been sealed off and refugees were no longer allowed to go in and buy things.

The Song family didn't think it was a big deal, as they didn't need to go into the city to buy food for the time being, but the refugees who had gathered outside the city earlier were not happy about it.

Scar is right here.

A few days ago, the second-in-command of the village led his brothers in a fight with Scar and kicked him out of the team.

He injured his leg, and because the city gates were closed, he did not receive timely treatment and has not recovered yet.

The reason why the second-in-command had a falling out with him was because they wanted to rob refugees along the way, but Scar was unwilling to do so.

Although Scar is a bandit, he also knows the moral code of the underworld and knows who should be robbed and who should not be robbed.

Unlike the second-in-command, they have no martial ethics.

However, the little dry food he had fought so hard to keep was already gone. If he didn't go into the city to buy food, he would starve to death here.

Sitting in a corner outside the city with his legs dragging, Scar reflected on his failure for the first time.

He treated those people as brothers and worked hard to run the village, but not only were they not grateful, but none of them were on the same page with him. But it was too late to say anything now.

I'm almost starving to death, so forget about revenge.

As he was daydreaming, he caught a glimpse of a dirty little boy standing not far away and peeking around.

Scar recognized the child immediately.

Isn't this the fairy-like young master? How did he end up like this?

Could it be that something unexpected happened at home?

Then he saw the young master's family coming over, and Scar was shocked to realize that there was no family disaster at all. They were clearly playing it safe, with the whole family pretending to be refugees.

He knew it was a wealthy family because he had heard the young man there call the little boy "Little Master."

Scar noticed that apart from the head of the family, there was not even an adult male in their family, and he immediately became interested.

He felt that he could still be saved.

He did it right away. He stood up with difficulty and walked over there with his injured leg.

Song Pan'er was still talking to her father about what to eat tonight when she saw a tall, thin man with a scar on his face limping towards them.

Scar walked closer and bowed to Song Dahe somewhat stiffly. He was not stupid and knew that the other party did not want to reveal his identity, so he spoke in a low voice.

"Excuse me, sir, does your family still need guards?"

"I know a little bit about martial arts, and ordinary people like three or four can't get close to me. I want to shamelessly recommend myself."

The father and daughter looked at each other and remembered who he was.

Seeing him in such a mess, Song Pan'er couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Uncle, how did you get into this state?"

Scar was choked by the word "uncle". He was only twenty-three, so how could he be an uncle?

But the title is not the point at the moment. What matters is that he has to find a way to survive.

Scar sighed, "It's a long story. I was stabbed in the back by a group of brothers. They stole my things, injured my leg, and kicked me out of the team."

Song Pan'er looked at him sympathetically and didn't say anything rashly.

It’s better to let his family’s Old Song handle this kind of thing. She really has no experience in judging people.

Song Dahe glanced him up and down and suddenly asked, "You were a bandit before, weren't you?"

Scar was really shocked this time. This old man could actually see his identity at a glance. It was really amazing!