Quick Wear: I'm Wandering in My Little World

"Tongtong, I think this task is very easy for you."

"The key is that not one is missing, you know? If one is missing, it will be considered a mission failure. I have to put in so much energy every day to protect these people and also to complete the retirement mission. I can't trust you anymore."

"Tongtong, I will be sad if you say that"

"Do you have feelings? Are you still sad? Log off. I need to pack my things."

"All right"

Zhang Xintong was very satisfied with the original owner's body. The original owner's mother was very beautiful, and the original owner inherited her mother's appearance and was also very good-looking.

The original owner worked all year round, was in good health, and had some natural strength.

Zhang Xintong didn't like the things in the original owner's house. It was a small thatched house with only a wooden bed and a shabby table. Zhang Xintong didn't want any of them.

Zhang Xintong put the farm tools and bedding into the space, packed a bag of clothes and the remaining food at home and carried it on her back.

The original owner also saved 1 tael and coins of silver. It was very impressive to be able to save this much in the countryside. Zhang Xintong did not think it was too little. She put it into the space and went to the gathering place at the village entrance with the machete she had used to chop trees in the mountains.

There are people with all kinds of surnames in Shitou Village. Aunt Wang saw Zhang Xintong coming and waved to her.

"Tongtong, just stay with Auntie for a while. Let's go together. I heard there are a lot of refugees on the road. Don't let them get separated."

Zhang Xintong grew up eating at many people's homes, and only returned to her own home in recent years. Aunt Wang was the best to the original owner in the village, and sometimes she would save a portion of the delicious food at home for the original owner.

There are many evil people in this world, but there are also many kind people. The villagers of the entire Stone Village are relatives to the original owner, so she hopes that they are all alive.

"Okay, Auntie, I'll follow you."

"Why are you still holding a machete in your hand? Don't hurt yourself."

"Auntie, this road is dangerous. I'm carrying this for self-defense. I went into the mountains to chop wood before and encountered a wild boar. I was chased and almost died. A hunter saved me and taught me some martial arts. I'm pretty strong now and can't hurt myself. If anything happens on the road, I'll protect you."

"Girl, why didn't I hear you tell me if you were hurt?"

"No, no, look, I'm in great shape," Zhang Xintong said, turning around.

"Okay, okay, I get it, but we're going to escape, so stop teasing me."

"Okay, Auntie."

While the two were talking, the villagers had already arrived. The village was small, with only about 10 households. Almost every family was pushing a cart filled with things.

Aunt Wang's family pushed two carts. Aunt Wang had four sons, Wang Daniu, Wang Erniu, Wang Sanniu and Wang Siniu. The villagers named them so casually.

Wang Daniu and Wang Ernian have married and have a son each, while Wang Sanniu and Wang Siniu are not married yet.

Aunt Wang has no daughter, so she likes the original owner very much. Big Brother Niu and Second Brother Niu push the cart, while Third Brother Niu and Fourth Brother Niu carry the big backpack.

The rest of the Wang family had something in their hands too. Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang and the two daughters-in-law all carried a smaller backpack, and even the two little kids carried a small bag.

It is said that a poor family is worth a fortune. Every family brought a lot of things, but Zhang Xintong was the only one who carried a bag without a stroller.

When everyone arrived, there was some chaos. The village head called for everyone to be quiet. The village head was the most important official in the village and all the villagers listened to him.

"Everyone knows what's going on now. We need to leave the village and flee. We must stay together on the road. The elderly, women, and children should walk in the middle, and the young and strong should walk on the outside. Don't get separated."

The village head forgot what to say next and looked back at his son.

The son of the village head, the scholar, came forward. When Zhang Xintong saw him, her soul was shaken.

"You showed up so early this time."

The scholar is dressed in white, with a cool and noble temperament, like the bright moon in the sky, with a faint sense of alienation.

"In addition to what my father just said, all the grain carts are also in the middle. Food is very important now. Without food, we will starve to death halfway. Keep the kitchen knives and axes at home ready and nearby. If someone comes to steal things, do not show mercy."

After the scholar finished speaking, the village head continued

"Does everyone understand? Get ready, we're leaving right away."

Zhang Xintong flipped through the original owner's memory. The village head's surname was Shen, and the scholar was Shen Qingchen. He was 20 years old. He was so young and was born in this village. It was very impressive for him to pass the examination to become a scholar at the age of 20.

In the previous life, Shen Qingchen arranged the villagers very well, but the world was too chaotic and the villagers had no force. No matter how many strategies and how good the arrangements were, they only slowed down the death of the villagers in this chaotic world.

Shen Qingchen also died before the original owner. He fell ill and died because there was no medicine.

Zhang Xintong looked at Shen Qingchen with a smile on her face. "I like to drag the bright moon in the sky into the mortal world, you weak little scholar. I like it very much. It's my turn to bully you in this world."

Shen Qingchen suddenly felt cold, as if someone was watching him. He looked back but didn't see anything, so he had to get on the ox cart.

The village head's family had the only ox cart in the village, which had a carriage. The family was well-off, and Shen Qingchen was going to study in town and take the imperial examinations, so the ox cart was prepared for this purpose.

More than 100 people set out, leaving behind the place where their ancestors had lived for generations, heading towards the unknown south.

The formation was arranged according to the village headman's arrangement. The elderly, women, children and the carts loaded with grain walked in the middle, and the young and strong men walked outside, holding kitchen knives, machetes or hoes in their hands.

The group of people was so powerful and imposing that no refugees dared to rob them.

However, there were many refugees on the road. The villagers quickened their pace, wanting to stay away from the refugees. However, the more they walked, the more frightened they became. There were more and more refugees on the road. Each of them had sunken eyes and was skin and bones. It was obvious that they had been hungry for a long time.

There are only about 40 young and middle-aged people in the village, and the rest are elderly, women and children. Can they really protect their families and food?

The further they walked, the worse the situation became. The refugees on the road looked at them with murderous eyes. If it weren't for the young men holding knives, they would have rushed over long ago.

At noon on the third day, the weather was very hot. The village head found a cool place for everyone to stop and rest for a while. Those who were hungry could eat some bread, and those who were thirsty could drink some water.

There was not much food, so the villagers dared not eat too much. They did not eat at noon, but just drank some water.

The two grandsons of Aunt Wang, Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang, have also been weak these two days. They are hungry and tired and lie on the ground.

The two little guys are both 4 years old, and they look chubby. Zhang Xintong likes them very much.

Zhang Xintong took two candies from the space and stuffed one into each of their mouths. The two little guys' eyes lit up instantly. It was sweet.

"Auntie, it's candy, so sweet"

"Shh, this is our secret. If others know it, it will be gone."

"Aunt, let's not talk about it later."

"If you don't tell me, I'll give you one a day."

"Then we won't tell you, aunt, don't forget it."

“Okay, I won’t forget.”