A peasant girl with a special ability uses herself and two wolves to escape famine!

At night, when all was quiet.

"Honey, do you think they'd be willing to buy some food from us?"

"Would you be willing to do that? There's no food to sell anywhere right now. Who's stupid enough to sell to you? They're just refugees fleeing famine. Who knows how far they have to go? You want to buy things from them? You're lucky if they don't ask you for handouts."

The village chief's decisive words of caution were also a reminder to himself not to have any improper thoughts, lest he inadvertently set himself on fire and harm his whole family.

The village chief's wife remained silent for a long time before sobbing softly.

"I just feel sorry for the children. We can do whatever we want, even if we die, they are still so young!"

The village chief patted her hand, unsure how to comfort his wife.

Every family loves their children. How could he not want them to have a better life? What else could he do? In this world, which child in the village isn't just skin and bones from hunger, walking unsteadily?

"How about we flee the famine?" the village chief said through gritted teeth.

He was always hesitant and indecisive in his actions. Even with the blessings of his ancestors, he couldn't lead everyone to survive; he was useless.

Staying here means certain death, so I might as well go out and try my luck.

"Okay, when are we leaving?" The woman fully supported his decision; she wanted to find a stable place to live a good life.

"Once these two leave, we'll pack our bags and take the villagers with us."

"Row!"

The woman, having received confirmation, gradually regained her composure with her breathing. Only the man remained awake, his eyes wide open, having not slept all night.

"Xiao Ning, the village chief said that once we leave, they will go out to escape the famine," Jiang Yi, who had been eavesdropping, said in a low voice.

Actually, Xia Ning didn't understand why they didn't farm their own land when they had water.

In the following days, they spent their time wandering around the village. The village children and women gradually became friendly with them.

They would ask her about what was happening outside, and the children would go to the village chief's house every day to see the mule, touch it, and drool over it. The mule was quite annoyed by this.

"Xia Ning, what do you think, should we stay here and guard this place, or should we flee the famine?" The village chief couldn't help but seek Xia Ning's advice, as he was really torn.

Xia Ning said that water sources were hard to find along the way. Things were much better here; there were several water sources along the route. Where she came from, there wasn't even a drop of muddy water; countless people died of thirst.

He was horrified when he heard this; most of the villagers who had fled the famine might perish.

"Xia, do you think there's still grain for sale in the prefectural city?"

"Even if you had them, you couldn't bring them back even if you bought them. You might even lose your life." It wasn't that she looked down on them, but they were really too weak. They were carrying food, and it would be lucky if they weren't swallowed alive.

village head:……

Why did you have to speak such blunt truth? It hurt, my friend!

The wrinkles on the village chief's face twisted into a knot.

Xia Ning looked at him and said, "Village Chief, if—and I mean if—I were to make a trip to the prefectural city with Jiang Yi to buy grain for you, would you want it?"

The village chief jumped up.

what did he say?

"really?"

He tried to grab Xia Ning's arm, but Jiang Yi blocked him.

"Of course I do."

They answered readily, but the village chief hesitated. He couldn't disregard other people's lives just for the sake of the villagers.

"No, no, this is too dangerous for you."

“We have mule carts; we can put the grain in them,” Xia Ning reminded him.

"Let me think about it," the village chief said hesitantly.

This is a serious matter, and he needs to gather the villagers to discuss it thoroughly. Xia Ning couldn't stand his indecisiveness.

“I will give you one day. If you refuse after one day, we will leave this place and continue our journey to escape famine.”

The village chief's wife was extremely anxious and pinched her husband's arm hard, not understanding why he was hesitating. The village chief was in pain and grimaced.

After saying that, Xia Ning got up and left, leaving them to discuss it slowly.

Why didn't you answer? Were you afraid they'd take the money and run away?

"What nonsense are you spouting? I'd feel terrible if something happened to them."

What use is silver? Why would he worry about that?

The village chief's wife fell silent. Indeed, it was a huge risk to let two outsiders do it while they sat and waited for the harvest. It was inhuman to say such things anywhere.

“How about we go with them?”

"I guess they won't agree; they think we're a burden," the village chief said.

Every time that man saw him, the contempt in his eyes made him feel utterly ashamed. Sigh, it's all tears. So many people, yet he couldn't compare to those two; he truly was a loser!

The woman was at her wit's end. "Go and discuss it with the others," she said.

"Well, I'll go right away."

The result of the discussion was that most people supported it. They themselves were incompetent, and they had finally found two capable people; if they missed this opportunity, they would truly never have another chance.

The village chief also felt that the two men were reliable. He had been observing them for the past few days and concluded that they were not truly evil people.

"Village chief, please give them some extra money." They're willing to take a gamble; even if they run away, they won't feel bad.

"Xiao Yi, come here!"

"Big brother!"

The village chief's youngest son staggered toward her, a big-headed little boy who looked much like an African refugee from her previous life. A hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.

"Take this and share it with your friends." He stuffed a bundle into his arms; it contained coarse flour flatbread, which he had saved up before but had never eaten.

The little child opened one corner; it was a flatbread, a dark-colored flatbread. His little eyes widened. "Brother, is this for me?"

"Okay, take it and share it with the other children in the village."

Poor thing, it felt like his neck couldn't support his head, and he was in danger of falling off at any moment.

They knew she had food, but they never came to ask for any. The other children in the village were the same; every day, some of them cried from hunger, which was heartbreaking.

The little boy couldn't bear to refuse. His parents only said he couldn't ask for food, but this was a gift from his older brother, so he should be able to take it, right? He was sure he could.

"Thank you, little brother!"

Xia Ning patted his little head and told him to hurry back and eat his pancakes.

"Mom, Mom! Brother! Eat some pancakes!"

The little guy ran into the main room, clutching the pancake tightly.

Xia Ning watched with trepidation, terrified that he would be thrown out at any moment.

"What kind of pancake? Little brother, are you delirious?"