The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

Feng Jiuyan was in a good mood. She led the proud donkey and slowly walked back to the camp where she was resting.

"Sister Feng, breakfast has just been prepared. Come over and eat quickly. It will get cold in a while." Song Ning waved to Feng Jiuyan.

"Don't worry, you eat first. I'll tie the arrogant donkey's reins to the carriage first."

Mainly because she was still holding on and couldn't eat, not at all.

"Okay." Song Ning gave everyone a bowl of millet porridge.

It was obvious that the millet porridge eaten by Feng Jiuyan's family of three was much richer and thicker than that eaten by her and her brother.

Mrs. Feng's heart skipped a beat when she looked at the solid bowl of millet porridge in front of her.

But she couldn't eat much more, and she would vomit if she ate any more. Doesn't this vomiting just make people suspicious?

So, she quickly picked up her porridge bowl and dropped it with Song Ning's.

"Auntie, you eat, you eat! I can't eat that much." Song Ning was a little anxious.

Millet porridge, eggs and other food are all from Sister Feng’s family. She was already very grateful if she could take a bite and a half, but she would be the one who could no longer push her to the limit and eat her aunt!

Mrs. Feng became anxious and quickly glared at Song Ning, "A Ning, I ate too much last night and I can't eat that much. If I eat so much more, I will accumulate food."

Although it was easy to talk, Song Ning did not refuse and exchanged a bowl of millet porridge with Mrs. Feng.

That's not all, Mrs. Feng also poured half of the thin millet porridge to Song Ning.

Following the same pattern, Mrs. Feng also replaced her daughter's bowl with Song Chen's, and poured more than half of the millet porridge for Song Chen.

Feng Jiuyan sat down on the chair slowly, looking at the millet porridge bowl that was almost bottomed out, and she and her mother breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Huh, next time I eat secretly, I won’t be able to eat so full, it’s easy to reveal my secrets!

As soon as he raised his eyes, Feng Jiuyan saw Feng Jiuli's eager eyes.

Feng Jiuyan: "..." He took a breath and almost lost his breath.

From the light look in the little guy's eyes, she had the intuition that the little guy knew that she and her mother were eating secretly.

After a few casual bites, Feng Jiuyan quickly stood up and left, "Well, I'm full, you guys eat slowly."

Looking at Feng Jiuli's eyes, she felt a little guilty.

Song Ning's brother and sister were still responsible for cleaning the pots and pans, while Feng Jiuyan's family sat and rested.

Feng Jiuyan sat on the shaft of the car, chewing a piece of dogtail grass leisurely, and watched the Song Ning brother and sister busy for a while.

In fact, it was not a loss for her to cook the meals for Song Ning and her brother and sister.

Not only did the brother and sister rush forward without any scruples when their family was in danger, they didn't flinch at all even if they didn't know anything about force.

On weekdays, when making fire and cooking, almost all the work was done by the two brothers. Feng Jiuyan also had a lot of leisure time, and his hands were free.

Therefore, after all calculations, it was their family that made the profit, earning two free labors.

Soon, the exile team began to set off again.

Feng Jiuyan and his family got into the carriage. Feng Jiuli said nothing. Her eyes moved back and forth between Feng Jiuyan, Mrs. Feng and Huahua, looking at the two of them critically.

The little guy just said nothing, staring back and forth at the two people and the cat, his mouth pouted so high that it could almost hang an oil can.

The two of them were on pins and needles, barely breaking a cold sweat.

Feng Jiuyan, Mrs. Feng and Huahua looked at each other for a few times, their eyes a little guilty.

Feng Jiuyan touched her nose and took the lead in breaking the silence, "Ali, hehe, are you full? Do you want some more cakes?"

Madam Feng echoed from the side, "Yes, my son is hungry. Do you want a piece of cake?"

"Ouch~~" Huahua stretched out her pink tongue and licked Feng Jiuli's little hand flatteringly.

Feng Jiuli folded her little arms in front of her and looked at her sister, mother and Huahua leisurely, "Huh, I'm already full, I can't eat any more."

He pretended to be cold on his face, but he was actually snickering in his heart.

Hahaha, you should be anxious now. Huh, two people and one cat, eating delicious food behind his back is too much!

Feng Jiuyan smiled ingratiatingly, took out a chocolate with the candy wrapper removed from her "crossbody bag" and stuffed it into Feng Jiuli's mouth.

This is the little guy's favorite candy. Feng Jiuyan believes that a piece of chocolate can make the little guy calm down.

Feng Jiuli felt a familiar sweet and mellow taste spreading in her mouth. Feng Jiuli's eyes rolled up, and her face could no longer hold back, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Ali, is it delicious? I'll give you another one after eating." Feng Jiuyan coaxed.

"Well, I want another piece." Feng Jiuli smiled sweetly.

Seeing that the little guy was no longer angry, the two of them and the cat were relieved.

Next time you eat secretly, be sure to wipe your mouth clean!

The donkey cart of Feng Jiuyan's family was still following the exile team leisurely. Feng Jiuli and Mrs. Feng were sitting in the carriage. Feng Jiuyan felt that the carriage was stuffy, so he came out and squeezed on the shaft with Song Chen and his sister. , basking in the sun.

The morning sun was not strong, and it felt warm and comfortable on my body.

Feng Jiuyan was sitting on the shaft of the car, holding a piece of dogtail grass in her mouth, and her feet were swinging back and forth on the shaft of the car, looking quite peaceful as time passed.

Some of the places they traveled through had fewer villages. Not a single village could be seen for several radius, the population was sparsely populated and the land was very barren.

When the exile team passed by a village, the officials wanted to go into the village to ask for some food, but unexpectedly, the whole village was silent and lifeless.

There were only a few old people left in the village who were too old to walk, and no young adults or children were seen.

I learned from the old man that there was a flood in their area.

Due to the violent storm not long ago, all the crops in the fields that were about to be harvested were drowned. The villagers' hard work for a year has been wasted. Coupled with heavy taxes, the villagers' grain reserves are almost at the bottom.

In order to find a glimmer of hope of living, all the villagers who were strong and able to walk followed the clan leader northward to flee.

Along the way, Feng Jiuyan occasionally encountered some disgraced refugees with their families behind.

Their faces were sallow and thin, their faces were gray, their eyes were empty and numb.

The higher you go, the more and more refugees you encounter.

The mourners were everywhere. They carried their luggage and walked numbly. The children were so hungry that they cried loudly.

All of them were so hungry that they were out of shape, with big heads and small bodies. The clothes on their bodies seemed to be hanging on their bodies instead of being worn on them. When the wind blows, the clothes flutter.

There are also many refugees who are too hungry to walk, lying directly on the roadside, or sitting on a tree, holding a black bowl and begging.

Suddenly, a woman rushed to Feng Jiuyan's donkey cart and knelt on the ground. She held a thin and dying little boy in her arms.

"Nobles, please do your best and give me a treat. My child is dying, woo woo hoo——"