She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

Just now, Banxia seemed to hear Uncle Lian groaning, and then upon closer inspection, she saw his fingers moving, confirming that he was still alive.

"Ahem, Amo!" Uncle Lian coughed and opened his eyes.

"Second Uncle, thank goodness, you're not dead." Lian Chengmo said, immediately helping the man up and letting his second uncle lean against him.

Seeing this, Banxia quickly helped, taking water bags from the dead thieves and giving them to Uncle Lian.

"Don't give it to me, keep it for yourselves." Uncle Lian only took two sips before refusing.

His previous experience of water shortages during his escape from famine made him cherish water resources.

"Second Uncle, have some more, have some more." Lian Chengmo refused, almost pleadingly bringing the water bag to his Second Uncle's lips.

However, even Second Uncle refused to drink anymore, and instead looked at Lian Chengmo with a very sad look in his eyes.

Banxia watched this all from the side, and her heart skipped a beat.

Uncle Lian's condition is likely a final burst of energy before death!

Sure enough, the next moment Uncle Lian began to give his last instructions.

"Amo, from now on, cough cough, you must remember what your second uncle says." Even as he spoke, the second uncle didn't care that Banxia was still there.

He could sense that his time was running out.

"In your second aunt's and your mother's personal belongings, there are our family's bank notes, and land deeds."

"I, your father and I, have, have a house deed, and, documents..." Uncle Lian said with difficulty, explaining where the family's property was hidden.

He knew that he had been searched after being knocked unconscious by those people, but they only found money pouches and silver coins. They had hidden the documents and banknotes in their undergarments and sewed them shut inside.

Those people probably haven't thought of these things yet.

"Second Uncle, please stop talking, please stop talking."

"I don't want any land deeds or house deeds, I just want you to live. Hang in there a little longer, I'll get a doctor to see you soon, very soon." Lian Chengmo said, and then got up to find a doctor.

But when he looked around, he found himself in a desolate wilderness, unfamiliar with the area. Where could he possibly find someone?

Before he could feel powerless, his second uncle used his last bit of strength to grab Lian Chengmo's hand.

"Ah Mo, Second Uncle, I'm afraid it's not going to work. You, you do Second Uncle a favor, just consider it as Second Uncle begging you." Second Uncle Lian said to Lian Chengmo in a joking tone, his eyes filled with tears and his smile was desolate.

"Second Uncle, whatever you say, I'll agree to it, I'll agree to it," Lian Chengmo said hurriedly, helping the man up again.

Banxia watched from the side and sighed inwardly. She thought that even her second uncle had escaped by chance, but it turned out that he had only survived for a short time.

Presumably, he still harbors some obsession.

As expected, what Uncle Lian asked for was for Lian Chengmo to help take care of his only son, Lian Chengyu. The property of the second wife would be considered as alimony from Uncle Lian to Lian Chengmo.

"Second Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of my second brother." Lian Chengmo responded softly, his voice choked with sobs.

He actually had a pretty good idea that his second uncle probably wouldn't make it out to live either.

But he still couldn't accept it.

"Amo, Second Uncle, thank you, thank you so much. Please, please help Second Uncle one last time." Second Uncle said, looking at his wife not far away, and reached out with one hand trembling.

. . . . .

Banxia stood behind Lian Chengmo; they had been in this position for a quarter of an hour.

Even Uncle Er had been holding his wife and breathing his last for a long time.

"Lian Chengmo, let's bury them!" Banxia said worriedly, looking at the sky filled with howling winds.

It looks like it's going to rain soon, and if it does, it might be difficult to bury them.

"Okay!" Lian Chengmo replied with a tight voice, giving only one word.

As if numb, there were no more tears on his face.

After saying this, he carried his father on his back and placed him on a hillside in a very good location, intending to bury him there.

Banxia silently followed behind, carrying her grandfather on her back as well.

It was at this moment that she realized she seemed to have a lot of strength.

Although her grandfather was already very thin, he was still a 1.7-meter-tall old man, and even at his thinnest, he weighed around 80 or 90 pounds, yet she carried him on her back with ease.

Banxia glanced at Lian Chengmo's arm, which was simply bandaged but was bleeding, and stopped him as he carried his mother over.

“You’re still injured and shouldn’t do anything too strenuous. Just dig a hole here, and I’ll go carry your aunt over.” Banxia pressed Lian Chengmo down to sit on the ground and said.

She has already carried Uncle Lian over on her back twice.

It took Banxia a bit of effort to separate the two's hands, as her second uncle was holding on too tightly.

"Sister Banxia, ​​thank you." Lian Chengmo looked up at the girl in front of him and expressed his sincere gratitude.

After going up and down twice, he was really exhausted, but he had to keep his promise to his second uncle.

My second uncle and aunt should be buried together; their bodies should not be left to rot in the wilderness.

Soon, Banxia carried her second aunt up on her back, and then squatted down to help dig the hole.

After digging for a long time, the two of them finally dug out three pits. The one for Grandpa Banxia was smaller, while the other two were tombs that could accommodate two people.

"Lian Chengmo, your second uncle's last words." Banxia reminded her, remembering something.

She didn't want the silver notes or anything like that, but her second uncle said that the documents and household registration were very important. Without these things, they couldn't enter the city and would be treated as hooligans.

After being reminded by Uncle Lian, Banxia found the family's household registration and the house and land deeds from their hometown on her grandfather.

However, the house deeds are useless now, and the land is so dry that even grass doesn't grow.

Lian Chengmo had actually forgotten about this matter. The death of his loved ones had been too much of a shock to him, and upon hearing this, he finally remembered.

Lian Chengmo took out the shop deeds, household registration documents, and his father's and second uncle's scholar's and children's certificates that they had hidden on their bodies, and then looked at Banxia.

"Sister Banxia, ​​could you please help me with my mother and second aunt...?" Lian Chengmo hesitated to speak.

Men and women should not touch each other, even if they are close relatives. Moreover, since his mother and second aunt are now deceased, Lian Chengmo felt that he could not desecrate their remains.

"Ah, that's easy, I'll do it." Banxia understood his meaning instantly and walked over briskly.

He first bowed to the two ladies, and then imitated Lian Chengmo's earlier actions to undress them.

Sure enough, they felt the thickness of the fabric on the placket of the two men's undergarments, and gently cut open the stitches with a knife to take out the contents one by one.

Both ladies took out a stack of folded papers, which were probably contracts or deeds for silver and silver.

Banxia turned around to give the things to Lian Chengmo, but saw that he was standing with his back to her, as if he was avoiding suspicion.

Banxia hesitated for a moment as she looked at the two stacks of papers in her hand.