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

"It's okay as long as you have a plan in mind." Song Dahe returned the gold hairpin to Song Pan'er.

Song Pan'er put the hairpin into the supermarket and said, "I'll give it to Ms. Qian when we get to Jiangnan."

Qian Jinfeng glanced at her and said, "I don't want it. This is a style for little girls. You can keep it for later."

The family of three muttered a few words and returned to the group.

Zhenzhu has already introduced everyone to Xue Ping'er.

Seeing the family of three coming back, Xue Ping'er bowed to Song Dahe and Qian Jinfeng and said, "Greetings, uncle and aunt."

Qian Jinfeng quickly supported the person. She was also a poor girl.

She didn't dare to think about how her daughter would survive if she and Old Song died, leaving her alone in the world.

That’s not right. My daughter is a direct disciple of Bodhisattva Guanyin. If she goes with Old Song, Bodhisattva Guanyin will never ignore her.

Thinking of this, she felt less uncomfortable.

"Good boy, there's no need to be so polite. This is the condition of our farming family. You can see it. I hope you don't mind it."

She patted Xue Ping'er's hand and spoke gently.

Thinking of the usual gifts for meeting someone, she felt around her body and finally took off a silver bracelet and put it into Xue Ping'er's hand. "It's our first meeting, wear it for fun."

Qian Jinfeng had a smile on her face, but her heart was bleeding.

She gave away such a big silver bracelet just like that!

Xue Ping'er glanced at Song Pan'er, and seeing that she also indicated that she should accept it, she nodded and bowed to Qian Jinfeng again.

She secretly made up her mind that when she went to her grandparents' house, she would definitely thank her sister Pan'er and her family.

Song Pan'er took advantage of the cover of a cart and took out a new set of toiletries, bowls and chopsticks for eating, a bamboo tube for drinking water, a straw bag woven by her father, and a new set of clothes from the supermarket.

"Sister Xue, here, you can change your clothes." After handing the things to Xue Ping'er, Song Pan'er signaled Zhenzhu and Cuiyu to take a mat and take her to the back of the slope to change.

When Xue Ping'er came back with a blushing face, Song Pan'er handed her a bamboo cup of milk.

In order to supplement nutrition, everyone drinks a glass of milk every morning.

Lin Chengxiu drank the milk slowly while looking at Xue Ping'er calmly.

Judging from her dress, she must be from a family of officials.

When he heard that she had escaped from Han County, he immediately guessed her identity.

No wonder Song Pan'er didn't let her sign a contract to sell herself.

When Xue Ping'er saw the milk, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

When she first met Pan'er's sister, although she was wearing linen clothes, her behavior was not timid like a farmer. She was clean and could even take out meat buns. She guessed that she was not an ordinary person.

Then came the toiletries, and now the milk.

Most importantly, they have access to clean water.

Xue Ping'er was deeply moved. She didn't expect that her sister Pan'er would trust her so much. They had just met today, and she was willing to treat each other with sincerity.

She lowered her eyes and blinked rapidly to stop the tears from flowing.

Little did he know that Song Pan'er didn't have so many thoughts at all.

Perhaps because of Lin Quanshui's blessing, her "Ba Dao" has been practiced to the third level, making it easy for her to kill a weak woman.

So she was not afraid at all that Xue Ping'er might have any ulterior motives.

She had read books and knew a little about Xue Ping'er's personality. She felt that she should become friends with this strong-willed girl.

Song Pan'er loves making friends so much.

……

……

The team continued to move forward. As a lady from a wealthy family, Xue Ping'er had never walked far, and her feet were covered with blisters, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing, refusing to slow down the progress.

Fortunately, Song Pan'er and her family would stop to rest and eat after walking for two hours, so it was not particularly difficult.

On the way, we started to encounter refugees fleeing famine. As usual, they grabbed the dirt from the ground and smeared it on their faces and bodies until they looked like ordinary refugees.

Song Pan'er led the donkey to the dead woods and came back alone not long after. Seeing that everyone looked as if they were used to it, she could only suppress her doubts in her heart.

Because there were other people around, we didn't make a fire to cook at noon that day. Instead, we ate the most ordinary wild vegetable pancakes under the scorching sun.

Lin Chengxiu's legs recovered well, but he still couldn't drop the branch he was leaning on, but he didn't drop it at all.

After walking for another afternoon, the group found an open place to stop.

"Let's rest here tonight." Song Dahe looked around and found that this location was far away from the surrounding refugees.

Yang Shaochun unloaded the iron pot for cooking from the cart, while Zhang Honghua took two handfuls of mung beans from Song Pan'er, preparing to add more water and make a pot of mung bean soup.

As for the staple food, it is of course wild vegetable pancakes.

They have always been cautious and never eat out of the ordinary when they are around others.

Pearl and Jade were busy spreading a cool mat on a flat surface.

When he is free, Song Dahe will take Yang Shaochun and Lin Chengxiu to weave straw mats.

As for why I have to write so many, it’s because Song Paner has so many requirements.

She can use the mat on the ground, as a cushion for changing clothes... In short, she can use the mat for anything.

What could Song Dahe do? Of course he had to pamper his own daughter.

Because there were refugees nearby, there was no table set up for dinner. Everyone just sat around on mats, eating bread and drinking mung bean soup. Song Pan'er also gave each person two boiled eggs.

The eggs I cooked for Chen Miao haven’t been finished yet.

When everyone was halfway through the meal, a couple brought a little girl over and bowed down to them.

"Would you like to buy a maid to serve you? It only costs ten, no, five pounds of coarse grains!"

Everyone looked at each other. Song Pan'er's eyes darkened as she looked at the family of three quietly.

The girl was about seven or eight years old, with a pale and thin face, dirty body, and clothes full of patches. She looked so pitiful.

When he heard that his parents were going to sell him, he burst into tears at the top of his lungs.

"Dad, please don't sell me... I won't fight with my brother for food anymore. Please don't sell me..."

The woman slapped her in the face and said, "Shut up!"

"There's only so much food at home and you're still stealing it. Are you a starving ghost reincarnated? What will your brother eat after you finish eating it?"

Qian Jinfeng frowned and said, "If you want to beat the child, go somewhere else."

Her son Pan'er has grown up, but she has never been willing to lift a finger for him.

The woman hurriedly put on a smile and said, "Please be kind and buy this girl. I'll just use her as an extra servant."

"She's ten years old this year and can do any kind of work. In a few years, she'll be able to get married and exchange for a dowry. If life at home wasn't so difficult, we wouldn't want to trade her for food."

They had just observed that among the people fleeing nearby, only this family had some meat on their bodies and looked energetic, so they probably had enough food.

Qian Jinfeng was unmoved and waved her hand in disdain, "No, we can't even afford to eat at home. If I spend food to buy people in, I'll have to feed another mouth. I'm not crazy."

"There are so many people in my family. Even if there's any work, we can just raise our hands and it's done. Go find someone else."