By the time they finished, it was already daybreak. The sun slowly rose, illuminating the corpses on the ground, making them look even more terrifying.

Looking at the river of blood on the ground, the villagers of Linjia Village finally felt scared, but at this time they were tired and hungry, and were not at all suitable for traveling.

Only after experiencing death will the villagers unite as a front, be afraid of death, dare not make trouble, obey orders, and follow the arrangements of the large army.

Village chief Lin understood what Lin Qingming and Lin Qingbai said, but it was really not suitable for the villagers to travel at this time. They were tired and hungry, and there were so many injured people. Just walking was a problem for everyone, not to mention the luggage and food at home!

Therefore, Village Chief Lin directly ordered the patrol team to patrol the nearby area, and every household built a temporary stove on the spot to make a fire and cook. After everyone filled their stomachs, the whole team set off again.

Lin Qingxue slept until the afternoon. When she woke up, the sun was already setting. Feeling the heat in the air, Lin Qingxue woke up and slowly sat up on the donkey cart with her uninjured hand.

Before she could sit down, Liu Jiali noticed that Lin Qingxue had stood up. After helping Lin Qingxue sit down, she quickly took out the water bag and food from the basket.

"Qingxue, are you hungry? Drink some water to moisten your throat first. This is specially left for you. Eat it quickly!" Liu Jiali said as she took out the food left for her and put it on the donkey cart.

"Okay," Lin Qingxue responded and was about to take the water bag, but she pulled the wound on her shoulder, and she gasped in pain.

Seeing her like this, Liu Jiali fed her directly. After she drank the water, she let her eat dry food with her uninjured hand.

Lin Qingxue ate a flatbread and a bowl of chicken soup, then a few pieces of chicken until she was full. She looked around and saw that they were on their way. She asked, "Third sister-in-law, where are we now?"

"We walked about 20 to 30 miles from where we were last night. More than 20 people died in the village last night, and more than 50 were injured. Everyone was walking slowly."

As Liu Jiali spoke, she helped Lin Qingxue lean against the wooden box on the donkey cart. Looking at her sister-in-law whose face was pale and bloodless, she felt extremely distressed.

"Qingxue, how are you? Are you feeling unwell?" After seeing Lin Qingxue finish her meal, Aunt Lin in the car next to her couldn't wait to ask.

"Qingxue, does your wound still hurt? You little girl, grandpa and grandma are already old, there is no need for you to block the knife. Life and death are determined by fate. Don't do this again next time."

Before Lin Qingxue could speak, Mrs. Lin followed up and said that Old Man Lin and Uncle Lin were also looking at her with distressed faces. The family already owed her a lot, and this would make them feel even more guilty.

"After all, the boss and the others are too weak. They need to train harder in the future," Uncle Lin looked at Lin Qingran with a look of disappointment. Lin Qingming and Lin Qingbai had gone to the patrol team, so everyone could only vent their anger by scolding him.

The patrol team also suffered heavy casualties. No one had time to rest and had to continue on their journey. Brothers Lin Qingming and Lin Qingbai went back to the patrol team to work after breakfast.

Listening to Uncle Lin and the others' words, Lin Qingran and the others pursed their lips and dared not say a word, not because they were afraid of being scolded, but because they also felt very guilty.

"I'm fine, I just need a few days of rest," Lin Qingxue shook her head and said seriously. Her pale face and serious expression made Mrs. Lin and the others feel even more sorry for her.

The family talked and laughed as they moved forward. Within a few hours, the sky gradually darkened. The team in front showed no intention of stopping. Each car lit a torch, and under the illumination of the torches, the large team continued to move forward.

After it was completely dark, Li Yanniang took out the pancakes and distributed them to everyone. After everyone had finished eating, she asked Lin Xiaoshan to take six pancakes and two water bags to the patrol team to give to the brothers Lin Qingming and Lin Qingbai.

After delivering the things, Lin Xiaoshan returned to the team. Everyone continued to move forward for about an hour. At around eight o'clock in the evening, the team in front finally stopped to rest.

The place chosen by Village Chief Lin for the overnight stay was not very good, but it was spacious and more than enough to accommodate all of them.

They found a place to the side of Linjia Village. Liu Jiali let Lin Qingxue sit on the donkey cart to rest, and she took care of Li Yanniang and the others while they worked with the children.

The men were responsible for setting up the temporary stove and making the fire, the women were responsible for laying the oilcloth and bedding, the old man and the old woman were responsible for looking after the children, and Aunt Lin and Fang Xiaomei took the two daughters-in-law of the Liu family to prepare dinner.

After the sleeping place was made, Lin Qingyue walked over and helped Lin Qingxue get off the donkey cart, and sat down on the bedding. Lin Xiaoya and Lin Xiaowan sat on her left and right.

"Mom, does it still hurt?" Lin Xiaoya looked at Lin Qingxue's wound that was still bleeding, her eyes turned red and tears welled up in her eyes.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Xiaoya, Xiaowan, were you scared? Don't be afraid, mom is fine," Lin Qingxue raised her untouched hand and gently touched her two daughters' heads.

So many people died, and she was injured and bled so much that she was so exhausted that she fell asleep without even comforting the two sisters. The others were busy packing up, cooking, and traveling, and certainly had no time to comfort them.

At this moment, the two sisters must be scared. Lin Qingxue felt a little guilty, thinking that she was not doing a good enough job as a mother.

"I'm not scared. Mother is very powerful. In the future, Xiaoya must be as powerful as mother and beat away those bad guys who bully us," Lin Xiaoya said every word seriously. If she were powerful, she wouldn't have to worry about being sold or bullied.

"Mom, Xiaowan also wants to become powerful. Please teach me," Lin Xiaowan said in a low voice, pulling Lin Qingxue's sleeve.

"Okay, then mother will teach you. It will be very tiring, so you have to persevere," Lin Qingxue smiled. If the children wanted to become stronger, she would definitely not refuse.

In fact, she had wanted to teach them for a long time, but she was worried that the two children were still young and could not endure the hardship and would not be able to persevere, so she did not bring it up.

"Okay, mother, we will persevere," the sisters Lin Xiaoya and Lin Xiaowan looked at each other and said with determination.

"Then you'll start walking tomorrow. When you get tired, get back on the bus. Keep doing this for a few days. You haven't had a good diet since childhood, so your physical foundation is very weak. Let's train our bodies first. Even if we can't beat others, we have to be able to outrun them, understand?"

Lin Qingxue whispered that she would never teach her children to fight even if they couldn't win. That was too pedantic and stupid. The most important thing for a person is to be alive. When you die, there is nothing left.

"I understand, mother," the two sisters nodded and responded seriously.

Lin Xiaotao and the other kids nearby were also very excited when they heard this. They opened their mouths and looked at Lin Qingxue, wanting to say something but feeling embarrassed to speak.

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