Traveling through the farmhouse: there is room for the group pet Fubao

Chapter 38 Help or not?

On the way to escape from the wilderness, it is normal to encounter food snatchers, but I just didn't expect to be so caught off guard.

After driving for a day and a night, at this moment, except for the people who were watching the pot stirring the porridge, the rest were sleeping and resting, and they didn't notice that more than 100 refugees were approaching the ten pots.

Tang Yun was already courageous enough, but when she raised her head to meet a large group of men, women and children staring at the green eyes of the pot, she was so frightened that the wooden spoon in her hand dropped to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Songlin's daughter-in-law Laoshi exclaimed "Ah".

Ji Songlin was startled awake by his wife, and ran over with the iron hoe that was always by his side to deal with emergencies.

Chu Hanguang, who was dozing off on a stone next to the pot after holding the firewood for his wife, jumped up cleverly, and then bent down to pick up the kitchen knife lying on the ground.

"Brother Han Guang, call someone quickly."

"Ok!"

Before Chu Hanguang called Er'er, the sleepless old patriarch Ji knocked on his iron pot again.

68 people from ten households woke up 67, regardless of the elderly or children, everyone was a fucker, and dozens of people confronted more than 100 people.

The more than 100 people on the opposite side stared at the ten pots, and all of them made exaggerated swallowing sounds.How long has it been since you ate?
Everyone has sympathy, it is indeed pitiful, everyone is fleeing famine, but the mud bodhisattva crosses the river and cannot protect himself.

Chu Xiangbin stopped in front of the ten cauldrons with six and a half boys who had killed the enemy soldiers. His eyes were already on the shelf, but no one did it first, and no one spoke first.

The more than 100 people on the opposite side did not dare to attack first because they had no chance of winning. They only had half life and no weapons in their hands.

The reason why we don’t do anything here is because they are fleeing from famine, and they are all refugees. Before departure, Chu Tian said that when encountering refugees on the road, they have the attitude of not offending me and not offending others. Since they haven’t rushed forward, let’s go Frozen.

Tang Yun retreated to the back and hurried to see the little girl, everyone was awakened, only her girl was still dreaming on Xiaobai's belly.

"Tian'er, girl, wake up quickly."

"Mmm... Mother, I won't eat, let me sleep more."

No one was more comfortable than Chu Tian on the day and night of driving. She got into the carriage when she was tired from riding, and slept when she wanted to sleep, but even so, she felt tired and paralyzed.

"What to eat, someone is coming to rob, you get up quickly."

"robbery?"

Chu Tian stood up on the carriage, rubbed her eyes and looked towards her second brother. A large group of people were dressed in ragged clothes, skinny and bony, and their faces were as dry as vegetables. They stood there and swayed from time to time. one time.

Seeing so many tragedies on the road, looking at these people again, Chu Tian didn't feel much emotion, "Mother, those people can't beat them."

"That can't be surrounded by people like this. How can we eat? Look at the eyes of those people, my pot of porridge has been stared at, and only half of the pot is left."

The more than 100 people who stared at the pot over there knew that they would lose their lives if they tried to grab it, so they were soft.I saw those in front knelt down and begged, and those in the back knelt down after seeing this, and knelt down on the ground blackly, doubting that this kneeling would not be able to get up.

"My fellow, give me something to eat. We have had no food for six or seven days."

"I only drink river water and chew leaves and wild vegetable leaves every day."

"Grandfather, Uncle, Auntie, I am willing to be your maidservant, serving you like a cow or a horse for the rest of my life..."

More than 100 people knelt down and kowtowed, begging for a bite of food with hoarse voices. This scene can only be described as bleak.

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