An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

That night, in the light of the firewood pile, all the men and women were busy. Almost everyone was busy making raincoats with the oilcloth brought out from the mule cart. After Lin picked up the firewood, she also came over to help fold the cut raincoats one by one to avoid taking up too much space.

It's easier to work with more people, and it didn't take long until everything was done, rolled up again, and put on the mule cart.

At this time, Jing Changning took off the clothes of Lin and Qiaoqiao, as well as two pairs of shoes and socks that Jing Chunxi had added to them after thinking about it. She really couldn't bear to see the pair of shoes with exposed toes on Lin's feet. Anyway, it didn't matter if she gave them away. After a few days, she still felt that this mother and daughter were a good match.

Jing Changning didn't give it directly to Lin, but instead handed it to Uncle Bei. Since it was Uncle Bei's goodwill, he also wanted him to gain favor with the mother and daughter. It's better not to do good deeds without leaving your name.

When Lin saw Uncle Xiaobei suddenly handing her a large bag, she was at a loss and didn't dare to take it.

"It will get even colder if we go further. Dress warmly, or you won't make it to Lingnan."

Grandpa Xiaobei was a rough man. Seeing that Lin refused to take it, he felt it would be inconvenient to just stand there. He had never been married, and a man in his forties would blush when he saw a woman. So he stuffed the thing directly into Lin's hand and turned around to sit next to the old general.

Lin held her clothes and kept crying. Finally, she held Qiaoqiao and kowtowed to all of them. She couldn't say a word, but her attitude was very sincere.

This scene was accidentally caught by Su on the opposite side. She thought that Su would be grateful to the Jing family for taking care of their daughter-in-law and granddaughter, but she cursed and pointed at Old Lady Wang, and whispered something in her ear.

Soon, Old Lady Wang started to scold: "I never saw you so diligent at home, and now you are so eager to go and be someone else's slave."

Su kept cursing, "Bitch, bitch, don't think I don't know. You're just a slut who spreads her legs and lets others fuck you. Poor my dead son!" She started to cry while cursing. If you didn't know, you would think someone had just died in her family.

This made everyone on the opposite side look over and stare at Lin. Although everyone knew that few people were so dirty inside, it made Xiaobei's grandfather very embarrassed. Jing Changning also regretted not asking his sister-in-law to send the clothes and shoes out. It was really a waste of time.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Lin didn't care, as if she was not the one being scolded. She had become immune to such family members. Facing everyone's gaze, she silently put the clothes on Qiaoqiao and herself, and acted as if she didn't care at all. She was no longer as timid as before, as if someone was backing her up, which made everyone look at her with admiration.

Even though he was being watched by everyone, Jing Yongcheng now sat up when drinking water and eating. Although he did not stand up and walk, outsiders could tell that he was much better. At least they knew that he would not die.

Now his son and several grandchildren are surrounding him, and they also want to listen to him and Grandpa Xiaobei telling stories about fighting the Tartars. Mainly, they want to entertain their grandfather. They really don’t want to listen to the cursing from the other side, as such language pollutes their ears.

"What are you doing? Don't lie on the floor if you're not tired enough during the day. If you dare to make any more noise, I'll kick you out and make you run around the post station ten times." The night watchman was very angry. He couldn't even sleep when he wanted to! And someone was trying to make trouble for him. He came up and whipped Su and Old Lady Wang, and only then did the noise stop.

Early in the morning,

The officer's whip began to rise again: "Hurry up and get up, get up, take your food and eat while you're on the road." In order to save time, the prisoners usually ate breakfast while walking, and everyone was used to it.

The day's fight for food, well water and toilets began again. Their family was still orderly, without fighting or competing. Even when going to the toilet, they went directly to the grove opposite. The women were on one side and the men were on the other side without interfering with each other. They were ready quickly and lined up in their original positions.

"You've lived like this, and you're still despised by others. You might as well just die. It doesn't matter if you die early or late. Do you think you can still open a mountain in Lingnan?"

Jing Yongcheng, who had been carried to the car, was resting with his eyes closed when he was suddenly hit hard on the head, causing the blue veins on his forehead to jump. The attack by County Lieutenant Yan was too sudden, and Grandpa Xiaobei couldn't protect him in time. Jing Yongcheng still remembered that he was still a serious patient, otherwise he would have jumped up and fought back.

Everyone who saw this glared at County Lieutenant Yan, but they didn't dare to attack him directly. They didn't know what his sudden evil behavior was, and they were also worried about causing more trouble. However, Dalang and his brothers had already gripped the daggers in their sleeves, their eyes red with hatred and tears in their eyes. They only thought that if he made another move, they would immediately rush up and fight him to the death.

Jing Chunxi looked at his grandfather worriedly, then looked at County Lieutenant Yan with a ferocious look on his face, and muttered silently in his heart: "This man must die." He also started to think about when to give him a packet of medicine.

Jing Changning gritted his teeth and squeezed in between County Lieutenant Yan and his father. "Master Yan, it seems that prisoners like us are not under your jurisdiction! My Jing family has guarded the border for generations. Otherwise, do you think you can live so comfortably? You should think carefully and not be so ruthless."

He was angry, but his tone was also very resolute. County Magistrate Yan could hear a murderous intent beginning to overflow from the tone of this weak scholar.

Zhuang and Yin bent down and pretended to adjust their shoes. They also touched the daggers tied in their trouser legs, trying hard to suppress the throbbing veins on their foreheads.

"Wow! Scholars are quite tough, huh? What? Don't you know your own limitations? Do you want to start a fight?"

County Magistrate Yan might have had some reservations and did not take action again, but he glanced at all of them provocatively, especially at the guys in front with red eyes and clenched fists. He looked at Jing Changning meaningfully, sneered, glanced at the group of women behind him, and then shook his head.

"Don't think that without you Jing family, the common people can't survive. A few of you are not too few... At this time, save your energy to save your life."

After saying that, he kept staring at Jing Changning in front of him and responded to his previous words: "Don't say that these are not people I care about, anyone can take your lives!" This sentence was said with a heavy tone, which made people think more.