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After hearing this, Nian took the kitchen knife that he had just used to cut the meat, stood up and slashed at Shen Dazhuang's body.

"I want meat, I want meat. How can you be so shameless? Our two families have been divorced for a long time. Who are you Shen Dazhuang? Even if those two old guys come, I will still fight you."

"I want meat, I want meat. If I want meat so much, I might as well cut off the meat from your body and eat it. Our second wife raised this with our lives, so give it back to us now!"

Nian chased Shen Dazhuang fiercely. Shen Dazhuang was frightened by the knife and ran around. He completely forgot that Nian was a woman and her physical strength was far inferior to him.

Nian was tired after chasing for a long time, so she had to stop to catch her breath. At this time, Shen Dazhuang had already disappeared.

"Mom, take a rest and don't be like him. There are so many people here and he doesn't dare to do anything bad." Shen Nan pulled the person over and sat down.

Nian wiped off his sweat and cursed: "This old guy thought that I was the soft persimmon that was allowed to be rubbed by others, and he dared to bully us. I have wanted to deal with him all these years."

If he still dares to come, I will definitely take a piece of meat from him. Anyway, there are so many people here, why are we afraid that we can't deal with this bastard? "

While Shen Nan was speaking, a smell of meaty smell passed into his nostrils, which immediately made everyone's stomach growl.

When Shen Dazhuang ran home, he found that everyone was surrounding his bullock cart to watch his show.

"Hey, you're back? Where did the autumn wind hit you? It's so shameless."

"That's right, if I had a relative like you, I would definitely be embarrassed."

Shen Dazhuang listened to the villagers' comments, his chest heaving up and down. If he had followed his past temperament, he would have rushed up and beaten people. But now he is fleeing. If he offended the villagers, his family would definitely be left here. That would be simply inconvenient. Waiting to die makes no difference.

Now, a group of them were resting in a mountain col, and they were about to set off immediately as soon as the sun was not so fierce.

At this moment, a group of refugees in the distance walked towards them in a panic with their belongings.

"Wei Yi, go and see what's going on?" Wei Ci looked at Wei Yi and motioned for him to go over and ask.

Wei nodded and quickly approached the victims over there. The victims were struggling to pull carts, mule carts, ox carts, or carrying baskets on their backs. When they saw Wei Yi suddenly appearing, they were all startled.

"Who are you?" The leading elder, a little old man about 50 years old, stood up in front of everyone and looked at Wei Yi warily.

"Old man." Wei Yi bowed his hand to him, "We are from Anning County and we are also fleeing. I dare to ask why you are in such a hurry, but what happened?"

The old man carefully looked at Wei Yi's appearance and felt that he was not a bad person. He also heard that he was from Anning County, so he lowered his guard and explained: "The rebels are coming. Fortunately, the people in our village run fast and there is no trace of them." How many casualties.”

"May I ask which village the old man is from?"

"We are from Huanghua Village, what about you?"

"We are from the mountain village."

No, Huanghua Village is only more than fifty miles away from here. These villagers, with their families and their families, hurriedly arrived here. If the rebels had carriages and horses, they would have arrived very quickly.

"May I ask, old man, how many days ago was it when the rebels arrived in Huanghua Village?"

"It was yesterday." The old man replied decisively.

"Then old man, hurry up and take everyone on the road. I have to go back and call the people in our village. If the rebels are not delayed by other things, they might be able to reach us soon."

As soon as Wei Yi finished speaking, the expressions of the old man and the dozens of villagers behind him changed. No matter how tired they were, they struggled to carry their bags on the ground and looked at the old man eagerly.

"Grandpa Six, let's go quickly, I don't want to die." Behind him, a little boy wearing blue clothes with sunken cheeks begged and looked at the old man, Grandpa Six.

"Young students, we are leaving, so you should leave quickly." After the old man finished speaking, he bent down and picked up the large basket on the ground. He walked in front with a hunched body. Behind him, a young man in his 30s pulled a group of people. There was a mule cart, and on the mule cart sat an old woman with dull eyes, and a cart full of supplies.

Wei Yi bowed his hands to the old man and immediately rushed towards the place where they were resting.

"How is it?" Shen Nan asked when he saw Wei Yi coming back.

"Those are people from Huanghua Village. They said that the rebels came to their village a day ago. They estimate that they are not far from our place. Let's go, we can't delay."

When the nearby villagers heard the news, they immediately put down the grain cakes and water in their hands and quickly packed their bags.

Wei Yi and others were very skilled and did not waste time in packing. In less than 10 minutes, all the supplies were loaded into the truck. Several people were sitting in the driving seat. They only waited for the master's order before they set off.

"Sister Yulan, call your son-in-law to set off. We've almost finished packing here." Li Zheng saw the situation of the villagers and said hello to Nian Yulan.

"Let's set off." Wei Ci opened his mouth, and the only supply truck he was pulling took the lead.

"Wait for us!" Shen Dazhuang hurriedly took down the iron pot from the firewood pile and kept shouting as he watched the group leave.

"I told you that the rebels were coming. I asked you to deal with it a long time ago. Where did you hear it? You will know now that it's too late. Let's go." Before everyone could say anything, Li Zheng spoke directly to Shen Dazhuang. .

"I'll pack it up now." Shen Dazhuang didn't care about the half-cooked dry noodles in the pot at this moment. He quickly packed his things, asked his mother to get on the bullock cart, and quickly packed his luggage.

The villagers were not fools. At this time, who would be willing to wait for him? Besides, they still didn’t know who the Shen family’s old man was, so they followed the Shen family’s motorcade.

Shen Dazhuang almost used the fastest speed in his life. Even so, by the time he finished cleaning up, he was almost 200 meters away from the main force.

He bent down and hung the rope of the bullock cart in front of him, pulled the cart carrying his wife and supplies, and quickly moved forward.

Old Shen was carrying a large backpack filled with light bedding and clothes, and followed behind. Although these things were not as heavy as grain, such a large basket still weighed several dozen kilograms. His body, which was almost 60 years old, simply couldn't handle it. After walking for a long time, he leaned against the rocks on the mountain wall and gasped for breath.

"Dad, hurry up, you won't be able to keep up soon." Shen Dazhuang urged from the front.

"It's coming, it's coming." Old Shen panted and pulled a branch to stand up, struggling to follow Shen Dazhuang's car.

Seeing how tired her husband was, Liu Jinlian suddenly felt distressed and said, "Why don't you take a break? Your father is old and he can't handle it like this."