Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

These refugees who are arriving one after another are really miserable.

All of them were wearing thin clothes, hunched over in the biting cold wind, clasping their hands on their chests, shivering.

Some people are still carrying a baggage, but many people are empty-handed and don’t know how they got here.

They were all sallow and skinny, and their originally well-fitting clothes were empty, like a piece of clothing held up by a bamboo pole.

These people did not have cars, so they all walked with difficulty, dragging their thin and heavy legs.

These people didn't have tents. When they arrived outside the city, they fell down in the cold snow when they couldn't hold on any longer, and some just couldn't wake up.

These people had no meat to eat, and they didn't even have pots to cook wild vegetables. They just grabbed handfuls of wild grass on the roadside and stuffed them into their mouths, chewed them carelessly a few times, and then swallowed them with difficulty.

When the soup kitchen shack organized by the government was just erected, these people were like starving ghosts reincarnated. They used their last strength to push forward and stretched their arms to grab a bowl of porridge.

The crowd was too chaotic and gradually lost control.

Some people snatched the spoon from the hand of the porridge giver, some grabbed the bowl next to it and went directly to the bucket to scoop out the gruel. Some even reached into the bucket to pick up a handful of rice grains in the porridge, regardless of the fact that it was hot to their hands. Gag in mouth.

The officials came forward to stop him, but to no avail.

The crazy refugees no longer cared about the sticks in the hands of the government officials. They only saw the gruel that could fill their stomachs and warm their bodies.

The people giving porridge were squeezed out, and the porridge bucket was quickly overturned in the fight. A group of people lay on the ground and frantically grabbed the porridge, water and rice grains on the ground and stuffed them into their mouths, even though the porridge and water had been mixed in. In the snow and mud.

The people on the innermost floor just lay down on the ground and grabbed a few mouthfuls of porridge and water into their mouths, when the people behind them rushed forward and quickly crushed the people lying on the ground in front of them.

The people on the outside who didn't get the porridge continued to rush forward, suppressing the people in front again.

Gradually, one layer after another appeared, and there were several layers of people stacked on the ground like Arhats.

When the last grain of rice left on the ground was snatched away, the people on the top gradually retreated, and the people on the middle layer groaned in pain and couldn't get up for a long time. Some of them had turned into corpses silently.

The people at the bottom were completely lifeless, some had their eyes widened, their mouths opened unwillingly, and they just died.

The government officials waiting for reinforcements rushed over and pushed the refugees aside, then dragged the injured people up, leaving more than 50 corpses lying on the ground!

This tragic situation in the world shocked the government officials.

The few young guards who had discussed what kind of refugees they were turned pale with fear.

They finally saw the horror of refugees with their own eyes.

As for the superior Tongpan, he originally wanted to make the refugees feel grateful to him by giving a high-minded speech like he did a few days ago.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood still and before he spoke, the refugees immediately rushed towards the porridge bucket like hungry dogs. Then there was a fierce pushing and fighting, and finally only one was left. body on the ground.

If it weren't for the sharp eyesight and quick hands of the government officials who protected Master Tongpan and retreated, he might have been the one trapped underneath.

Lord Tongpan was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

He had just served as a general judge in Yingzhou Prefecture for two years, and for the first time he saw the horror of refugees.

At this time, he deeply missed the first batch of refugees who did not fight or fight, noisy or noisy, and did not even need him to give porridge or relief food.

How valuable such refugees are! He actually felt that they were ungrateful.

Seeing the chaotic and tragic scene in front of him, Master Tongsan began to reflect deeply on himself.

Unaware of the chaos at the city gate, Qiao Ran and his party were already hundreds of miles away from the city gate of Yingzhou Prefecture.

Yingzhou Prefecture is located in the center of a large basin, surrounded by mountains and plains.

Logically speaking, this kind of terrain is more suitable for living and breeding, but there are a lot of swamps here, and this kind of terrain is not suitable for farming.

Swamps are prone to accidents, and that evening they stopped on a relatively flat piece of grass to prepare for camp.

As usual, half of the men and half of the boys were carrying bows and arrows, machetes and sticks, ready to go hunting.

There are many wild grasses in this area that are taller than people. There are many pheasants, wild ducks and wild birds in the grass. Not only can you catch prey, but you can also pick up some eggs and cook them.

The old village chief told everyone to go out together, not to go too far, and to come back before dark.

Everyone agreed and invited each other in small groups to disperse around.

After everyone pitched their tents and smoke began to rise, the hunters came back one after another.

Some people returned empty-handed, most of them carried one or two prey in their hands, and some held a pile of pheasant eggs in their arms.

Someone even caught a python with a thick wrist and two people carried it back together.

It’s not surprising that there are pythons in the grass. The old village chief told everyone to be careful when resting tonight, so as not to let snakes, insects and beasts run into the tent without knowing it.

When it got completely dark and some families had already started eating, several families in the village came to the old village chief anxiously, saying that their children had not come back yet, and asked the old village chief to mobilize everyone to go out and help look for them.

The old village chief's heart sank after hearing this. He hadn't come back so late. Could it be that he got lost or something happened?

The village chief shouted and called together all the people who had just gone hunting. After counting, there were actually four and a half young men who had not returned yet.

The village chief asked those who went hunting if they had seen the four children and where they last saw them.

Someone pointed in a direction and said that when he was about to come back, he saw some children going that way. He said that he saw a big bird landing not far away and that they were going to hunt it back.

The old village chief immediately asked the men in the village to help look for it, and the men went back to get something.

Qiao Erhe and Qiao Dong immediately took a machete, and a bow and arrow and a long stick, and wanted to set off with everyone.

Qiao Ran thought for a moment and then raised her feet to follow.

"Ran Ran, it's a dark place, it's dangerous in the grass, why don't you go? Xiaodong doesn't want to go either, let your second uncle and third uncle go."

Mrs. Qiao immediately called out to Qiao Ran and stopped Qiao Dong as well.

Without the eldest son, Hui Niang would only have these three children by her side. If something happened to the children, how would Hui Niang survive? How can she be worthy of the boss?

But the child in the village was lost, and the Qiao family had to send someone to look for it, so Mrs. Qiao asked the second and third children to go.

Qiao Sanhu was holding his precious son and talking to his wife who was helping him cook. When he heard her calling him, he ran over quickly.

"Mom, are you looking for me?"

Mrs. Qiao glanced at her little grandson who was looking at her grandson with big clear eyes in his arms. Her heart froze and her words were stuck in her throat.