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

Feng Chunya understood what Qian Jinfeng meant, and his heart warmed.

My aunt was telling me that they were a family and I didn't need to try to please them. They wouldn't abandon me.

"I understand, auntie. I'm Pan'er's sister, so it's my responsibility to take care of her."

Qian Jinfeng smiled lovingly, "Don't spoil her too much, you'll be tired too."

Feng Chunya nodded, "Don't worry, auntie, I know what I'm doing."

Song Dahe carried Song Paner on his back. His physical condition had obviously improved, and he walked easily with his daughter on his back. But he just didn't want his daughter to think that it was easy for him, so he pretended to be very tired, hoping that Song Paner would say a few nice words to coax him.

Song Pan'er hugged her father's neck, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Lao Song's acting is too fake. When someone is tired, they breathe "Ha~Hu~Ha~Hu~" but they are not snoring.

"Old Song, stop laughing. It seems a bit fake." She held back her laughter and decided to expose Song Dahe's performance.

Song Dahe: ...

This little girl is becoming less and less cute as she grows older!

"If you keep talking nonsense, just leave!" he said unhappily, pretending to put Song Pan'er down.

Song Pan'er quickly hugged his neck tightly, refusing to get off the ground. "Oh, oh, Dad! You are my real dad! If you don't carry me, who will? I'm so tired! Just carry me for a while longer!"

Song Dahe snorted, "Go find whoever wants to carry you on their back!"

Then, several voices were heard from behind, "I, I, I! Master! I'll carry you!"

"Master! Please let me carry you!"

"Master, I can carry you too!"

"Master... carry you... Master..."

Song Dahe: ...

"Okay, since no one wants to carry you, I will reluctantly continue to carry you." Song Dahe said arrogantly.

This group of people wanted to compete with him for carrying his daughter, but there was no way! He wouldn't give it to them!

Other people behind waiting to carry Song Pan'er: ...

Master, did you suddenly become deaf just now?

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When we finally reached the front, we found a place to sit down and rest, each holding his own bamboo tube to drink water. At this time, a broken cry of "Help...ah...help..." suddenly came from the slope next to the open space.

Song Dahe stood up suddenly, "Oh no! There's a ghost! Go away!"

The scholar at the foot of the slope: ...

You are the ghost! Your whole family is a ghost!

Yang Shaochun looked over and said, "Master, it's not a ghost, it's a dying scholar."

Several people came over and stuck their heads out, and sure enough, they saw a scholar lying on the ground motionless, still shouting "Help...help..."

Song Pan'er looked carefully and found that the scholar had no external injuries. He probably fainted from hunger after walking here and fell down.

"Hey! Are you still alive?" Feng Chunya asked.

Song Pan'er turned her head and asked, "Didn't you hear him shout for help?"

Feng Chunya nodded and said, "I heard it, but just because he was alive just now doesn't mean he is still alive now."

Song Pan'er thought about it and it seemed to make sense.

"I... I'm still alive..." The scholar said with difficulty.

Song Pan'er had a bad intuition. Generally speaking, the people she encountered were not good people. She tentatively asked a question that was very inappropriate at this time, "Scholar, what's your name?"

Although the scholar was about to faint, he still managed to squeeze out his name, "My humble name is... He... Chi..."

Song Paner: ...

You're almost there, so there's no need to be polite, right?

However, her intuition is really damn accurate!

He Chi is the first strategist under the male protagonist Jin Lingfeng, and is also the prime minister after Jin Lingfeng established the "Da Ling Dynasty".

Song Paner: ...

So, should we pick up this scholar who is about to be killed or not?