Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

Ziyue heard the movement not far in front, followed the sound, and saw a middle-aged man dressed in tatters, lying under a tree, struggling and asking for help from Ziyue.

"Are you... talking to me here?" Ziyue tentatively walked towards the man and asked in a deep voice, her eyebrows frowning a little bit.

The middle-aged man with a dirty look on his face, even his beard was knotted. As soon as he got close to the smell that spread all over his body, Ziyue suddenly reached out to cover his mouth and nose, and took two steps back.

At this time, Ling Feng's voice came from outside the forest: "Ziyue, Ziyue, where are you?"

"I'm here!"

Ziyue responded loudly outside, turning to look at the middle-aged man in front of her, who was struggling to stand up, but couldn't.

She hesitated and wanted to help, but due to the differences between men and women, she could only look in the direction of Ling Feng for help.

Ling Feng had already jumped to Zi Yue's side. After standing still, he looked Zi Yue up and down and asked her why she came in and didn't go back for so long.

Ziyue pursed her lips forward, signaling Ling Feng to take a look.

"This is......"

Ling Feng looked at the unfamiliar beggar in front of him, his eyes flashed slightly, and he stared at him for a long time.

"I just heard his shout when I was collecting firewood. You came here before I could ask."

Ziyue explained to him softly, spread her hands, and motioned to Lingfeng to check it out.

Ling Feng smiled helplessly, strode forward and knelt down, put his hand on the tip of his nose and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you here? Do you need any help from us?"

The middle-aged man opened his eyelids hard and said in a trembling voice, "Hungry..."

Then he fainted, Ling Feng looked at it awkwardly, and then turned to look at Ziyue behind him: "Go and ask the master how to deal with this person?"

Ziyue nodded, turned around, picked up the dry firewood she had picked up earlier, and walked out of the forest, constantly telling Lingfeng to be careful.

Ling Feng raised the corners of his lips and smiled at her to reassure her!

Ziyue blushed slightly and stopped talking to him until she walked out of the woods and saw Xia Yun raising her eyebrows and asking if Ziyue and Lingfeng were in love in the woods? Been there for so long?

Listening to Xia Yun's teasing, Zi Yue rolled her eyes at her, then threw the firewood into her arms, turned around and walked towards her master.

"Master, the slave found a beggar in the forest. He asked for help from the slave. At this time, he passed out. He must be hungry. When Ling Feng asked him just now, he kept shouting that he was hungry!"

Lu Qingqing raised her eyebrows and looked in the direction of the forest. How could this beggar in the barren mountains appear here?

"You ask Ling Feng to get the people out first and give them some food, and then we'll see what happens."

When Ziyue heard her master's words, she nodded quickly, turned around and jumped towards the forest.

At this time, Xia Yun curiously walked towards Nanny Feng holding the firewood. At Biyun's urging, she lit the pile of firewood and Nanny Feng put the clay pot on the fire.

Biyun thoughtfully took out two thick cotton cushions from the carriage, placed them next to the fire, and then helped his master sit down.

"Master, please sit here and warm yourself by the fire. The porridge will be ready soon. Grandma said she is baking some buns to eat together."

While talking, Lingfeng walked out of the forest carrying the beggar and Zi Yue. In view of the smell of the beggar, he just put the beggar under a tree from a distance and asked him to sit down against the trunk.

Listening to the middle-aged man's weak breathing, he must have been hungry for a long time.

"This is the master."

Lu Qingqing took a look at the beggar-like middle-aged man. Although the robe was in tatters, it was not difficult to tell that it was made of fine cotton. Although the hands were dirty, there were no scars or calluses. It was obvious that this man was not an ordinary beggar. So simple.

"Ling Feng, go feed him some hot water. Don't let anyone die here."

After hearing this, Lingfeng nodded quickly in agreement. At this time, Ziyue had already brought the wooden bowl over, which was filled with warm water that had just been boiled.

"Just right, here you go!"

Ziyue handed the bowl to Lingfeng, then pinched her nose and took two steps back, which made Xia Yun on the side couldn't help but snicker.

"Ling Feng also smells bad this time. Sister Zi Yue, do you want to throw Ling Feng away as well?" , drank her itching.

Lu Qingqing didn't pay attention to the two maids fighting at this time, her eyes were always on Ling Feng and the beggar.

Ling Feng frowned and called the beggar, "Hey, wake up, drink some water."

The beggar snorted softly. Ling Feng put the wooden bowl to his mouth. As soon as the warm water touched his chapped lips, he began to swallow it in big gulps.

But the eyes hadn't opened yet, and Ling Feng helplessly supported his body from the back to prevent him from falling.

Lu Qingqing frowned and looked at him, thinking about the man's identity and why he appeared here in such a miserable state.

At this time, Nanny Feng took Bao'er's hand and came to the master, "Master, the buns are ready. You can eat some first. The porridge will be ready soon."

When the beggar heard the word "baozi", his closed eyes suddenly opened, and he kept mumbling, "baozi, baozi..."

"Someone who snatched the buns must have appeared." Bao'er spread his fleshy little hands and sighed helplessly, shaking his little head.

Biyun next to her laughed "puff", stretched out her hand and tapped Bao'er's forehead, saying softly that she was really a little glutton, for fear that others would steal her food.

"Don't be afraid, Bao'er. I'll give you Sister Huan'er's buns to eat later."

Huan'er smiled and squatted by the fire to toast the buns in her hands. The wanton aroma floated in front of the beggar, and he struggled to throw himself towards the fire as if he couldn't see anyone else.

"Hey, you are a rude beggar. My master was kind enough to save you, but you didn't even say thank you when you woke up, and just went straight to eat."

Xia Yun frowned and looked at the beggar, with one hand on his hips and one finger pointing at him.

Even Ziyue stood guard by the fire, fearing that he would bump into his master.

Lu Qingqing motioned to Biyun to bring two meat buns to the man and asked him to eat first. It seemed that the man had not eaten for many days.

"master......"

Seeing Biyun's hesitation and the undisguised disgust in the beggar's eyes, Lu Qingqing smiled slightly and said softly: "Go ahead and think of it as a blessing for your little master."

After hearing about the young master, the maids immediately stopped saying anything and just did one good deed every day to accumulate blessings for the young master.

As soon as she finished speaking, Biyun took the two hot meat buns handed over by Rou'er and walked towards Lingfeng. As soon as she reached out and handed them over, she saw the man snatching them away from her with a pair of black hands. Biyun was frightened. He screamed and backed away.

"what......"

Ling Feng immediately stretched out his back to protect her and stared at the beggar sitting on the ground displeasedly, only to see him swallowing big...