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

Just as I was enjoying my meal, I suddenly heard the sound of stumbling footsteps not far away.

Lin Chengxiu stood up instantly, holding the iron pipe in his hand.

The others followed his gaze and saw a figure in the darkness rushing towards them.

A strong smell of blood hit her face, and Song Pan'er grabbed Qian Jinfeng's clothes.

Everyone was on high alert, waiting for the dark shadow to approach.

"Meat...Give me meat..." The black shadow murmured in a low voice, and as he got closer, his voice became louder and louder.

Song Pan'er felt that the voice sounded familiar. She looked closely and found that it was the old blacksmith.

"Grandpa Blacksmith?" she exclaimed in surprise.

Tie Wenqin also recognized her, staring at her and taking a few quick steps, "It's you... little girl..."

He looked to the side and saw Song Dahe. "We really are... destined to be together..."

He sighed softly and then sat down on the ground.

Song Pan'er wanted to go forward, but was grabbed by her mother.

Song Dahe gave Lin Chengxiu a wink, and the two of them pulled out two torches from the firewood pile. They walked up to Tie Wenqin together and saw that he was covered in blood that had not yet dried.

Song Dahe was covered in the strong smell of blood and took two steps back. "Old man, what happened to you?"

Lin Chengxiu moved the torch closer and found a big hole on Tie Wenqin's belly, bleeding profusely.

Tie Wenqin laughed heartily, "I was stabbed by my... that good disciple."

Song Dahe and Lin Chengxiu didn't say anything, mainly because they didn't know what to say.

Song Dahe felt that Tie Wenqin was probably driven mad by his apprentice's betrayal, otherwise how could he still laugh at this time?

"I picked him up from the roadside... I raised him with great effort... But this beast... This beast wanted to kill me for a bite of food... Hahahaha..." Tie Wenqin laughed as hot tears streamed from the corners of his eyes, leaving two marks on his muddy face.

Song Dahe turned his head to look at his daughter, but they were too far away to see the expression on Song Paner's face clearly.

Tie Wenqin looked at him, then at Song Pan'er, who was holding a bowl by the fire, and threw his hammer forward. "Don't you...don't you want my hammer?"

"Give me a piece of meat... and this hammer is yours..."

"Before I die, I just want to eat a piece of meat..."

His words were intermittent, and there was a sound like a bellows in his chest.

Song Dahe didn't dare to pick up his big hammer. He turned around and waved to Song Pan'er, wanting his daughter to make a decision.

Because the meat was not his, he would always ask his daughter's opinion before giving it to outsiders.

Seeing that Song Dahe dared to call her daughter over, Qian Jinfeng glared at her fiercely, but she couldn't persuade Song Paner, so she had to put the kitchen knife behind her waist and lead her daughter over.

"Grandpa Blacksmith, you are injured!" Song Pan'er came to Tie Wenqin and saw the wound on his abdomen at a glance.

Tie Wenqin smiled and said, "Yes... yes... Grandpa is dying... Before he dies, he wants to eat a piece of meat..."

Song Pan'er stared at his face, then looked at the big hammer, and suddenly asked a completely unrelated question, "Grandpa, what's your name?"

Tie Wenqin didn't know why he asked that, but he answered truthfully, "Tie Wenqin."

Song Paner: ...

She didn't know how to evaluate her luck.

In the original novel, the male protagonist Jin Lingfeng has a fierce general under his command named Tie Huafeng, who was once an apprentice of a blacksmith.

The biggest regret in Tie Huafeng's life was that he was bewildered by evil while fleeing from famine and killed his master for a bite of food.

His master's name is Tie Wenqin.