I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

How to do?

Lu Zhi also asked herself this question.

It just depends on who is more willing to lose face.

The poor are afraid of the unruly, and the unruly are afraid of losing their lives.

That person's heart is as hard as iron, and he would give up on anyone except himself.

The only way to escape is to scare him.

Several people from the Lu family were busy preparing their luggage and discussing how to use both soft and hard tactics to escape from the Liu family.

Inside the city of Xianyang, everyone was preparing for the birthday of the First Emperor of Qin.

The first month of the year is the coldest time of the year.

There are few pedestrians in various parts of Daqin, and most people in Guizhou stay at home to spend the winter.

In the far north, Liaodong County, winter has already begun.

The snowflakes never stopped falling, and a huge white curtain covered the sky and the earth.

As far as the eye can see, mountains, rivers, trees, and houses are all covered with snow, everything is wrapped in silver.

In the bitter cold wind, a group of people covered in fur emerged from the mountains, holding wooden arrows and carrying hares and roe deer on their backs.

White mist was exhaled from the mouths of several people from time to time.

"Huh...huh..."

The sound of heavy breathing seemed particularly loud in the vast white and silent place.

"Da Zhuang, how long will it take to get there?"

A weathered and elderly voice came from the end of the team.

At the front of the team, a burly man stopped, stretched out his fur-wrapped right hand, pulled down the neck guard that was covering his face, and turned to look at the team behind him.

There was a huge scratch on the man's face, with freeze-dried blood on it.

"Uncle San, we've already left the mountain. We'll be home in half a day's walk. Can you still walk? Otherwise, I'll carry you on my back!"

The elderly man, with his hands supporting his legs and breathing heavily, still shouted loudly, "It's only a few steps, I can walk. Back then, we could crawl back and forth in a day. Go, go, go, go home and get on the kang."

When the old man mentioned getting on the kang, the whole team became lively and turned around to continue on their way.

However, this time, there were more conversations between several people on the road.

"That kang is really warm. My mother has been lying there all winter, and not only has her leg pain not gotten any worse, she was even able to walk a few steps a few days ago!"

"Yes, our youngest child was born late, but luckily we have a kang, so he will be able to survive! When the time comes, everyone will come to celebrate the full moon."

The old man also joined in, "I have to thank the Imperial Master for thinking of us common people in the north. Those noble lords never knew how hard we were in winter."

The rough men don't understand the great principles of restoring the country and being loyal and righteous. They only know that if there is more rice in the rice jar, the winter will not be cold.

If life is good, they will think he is a good emperor.

In the middle of the team, a man was walking with his head down, carrying a silly roe deer together with other people.

He shouted, afraid that no one could hear him, "My mother insisted on burning incense for the Imperial Master at home, saying that even gods need incense, and we have to burn incense for the Imperial Master as well."

This reminded the others in the team.

"I just don't know if this is illegal. I haven't heard of anyone being arrested for not offering sacrifices, right?"

"My mother would secretly burn incense when we were heating the kang at home, and she would mutter something like 'May the kang goddess bless you', but I couldn't hear her clearly."

"Then I'll burn it too, and let my wife burn it too."

The leader, Da Zhuang, kept his head down and listened to their conversation quietly, but he was thinking in his heart where to find some good incense.

Both his parents were dead. Before that, the village was constantly plundered by foreigners. More than a hundred people in the village died at the hands of foreigners, including his parents.

In the past two years, the Emperor of Yan was defeated and replaced by the Qin Dynasty. The looting by foreign races gradually decreased, and everyone finally settled down.

It happened that the imperial court reduced taxes before the New Year, and he married an orphan girl from the neighboring village with the help of his uncle and aunt.

Thinking of his wife, the man's lips curled up, his eyes brightened, and his steps quickened.

Cui'er must be sleeping on the kang~

He was wrong about this.

At the east end of Changgou Village, in a mud house surrounded by a fence.

Cui'er, who has a pretty face, is now half leaning against the head of the kang with a pale face.

Next to her, an old woman with wrinkles on her face was serving her hot soup.

"Silly girl, you didn't even know you were pregnant. Luckily you fainted at my house. Otherwise, you would have frozen to death in this icy and snowy place."

Cui'er took the hot soup handed to her by the old woman, looked at the broken bones in it, her throat was surging and she was about to retch, but she forced herself to hold it back, held her breath, brought the hot soup to her mouth, and took a big gulp.

"Auntie, you drink too. Fortunately, you are here. Otherwise, I don't know what to do."

The old woman smiled and narrowed her eyes. "It's been a long time since our Zhao family had a new baby. This is great news. I don't know how happy we will be when Dazhuang comes back. Your uncle has been looking forward to it for a long time."

As she spoke, she tucked the corner of Cui'er's quilt and said, "When you come back this time, let them save some meat for you to nourish your body. Just drinking bone soup is not enough."

The wind and snow outside gradually subsided, and the two chatted about the trivial matters of raising children.

The sun was setting in the west, and outside the fence, a man's loud shouting could be heard.

"Tsui'er, I'm back! I hunted a roe deer."

The old woman held Cui'er, who was about to get off the kang, and walked to the door and lifted the curtain.

"Da Zhuang, shake off the snow on your body quickly. Your wife is pregnant, so you have to be careful."

The wind and snow were so strong that Dazhuang thought he had misheard and asked loudly, "Auntie, what are you talking about? I'll tidy up the rabbit before going back into the house."

"Silly child, don't do it yet. Come into the house and see Cui'er. You are going to be a father!"

This time, Da Zhuang heard it clearly.

He stood there in a daze, and it took him a long time to react. He shouted and rushed into the house.

When he reached the door, he stopped and brushed off the snow and wind on his body.

The old woman took two steps forward and helped him brush the snow off his back.

"Da Zhuang is back, your uncle should be here too, I'm going home now."

She walked out of the house and reminded him worriedly, "Da Zhuang, your wife just had a baby, so you have to pay attention and make the kang burn brighter. Don't sell all the meat, leave some for Cui'er to nourish her body."

Da Zhuang responded repeatedly without stopping and had already walked into the door.

The old woman was not angry. She turned around and went home with a smile, ready to tell her husband about the good news as soon as possible.

Inside the room, Cui'er was stretching her neck to look outside, and met Dazhuang's eyes.

Her face flushed slightly, and she shyly looked away. "Are you back? Is everything okay? How did your face get hurt? Are you injured on your body?"

As she said this, she wanted to get off the kang and show it to the man.

Dazhuang took two quick steps, half-hugged Cui'er, and just looked at her with a silly smile.

Cui Er's face turned even redder. "What are you laughing at? Hurry up and get some hot water to wipe yourself. There's some hot soup in the pot. You can have some too."

"Oh, okay, Cui'er, I'm going to be a father?"

Seeing that he didn't move, Cui'er laughed foolishly and followed suit, leaning into the man's arms. "Yes, Auntie said it's been two months. You can't hunt so hard in the future. Our baby can't live without you."

She touched her lower abdomen. There hadn't been much change there, it was still flat, but she felt that the pulse there was beating particularly strongly.

Da Zhuang then put his hand on it, but he was thinking about something else.