Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

The carriage soon arrived at Xinghua Lane. The servant stopped the carriage at the entrance of the lane and said, "Sir, the lane is too narrow for the carriage to enter. We can only stop here."

"Where is that family?"

"It's not far inside."

Zhou Huai opened the curtain and took a look at the apricot tree deep in the alley, then was the first to get out of the car.

Song Shiwei was about to get off the carriage immediately. He looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, his eyes paused, and then he jumped off the carriage in a graceful and neat manner.

Seeing her avoid him, Zhou Huai smiled and withdrew his hand as if he didn't care.

The two walked into the alley one after the other. Just as they reached the door, Song Shiwei heard Feng Ru's scream from inside, and immediately jumped over the wall and jumped into the yard.

Zhou Huai, who was still outside, saw Song Shiwei's clean and neat skills with his own eyes and couldn't help but be stunned.

The servant who followed closely behind opened his mouth wide, his eyes full of surprise.

"Sir, shall we go in?"

Young Master Zhou, who was always resourceful, decisive, and intelligent, didn't know what to do at this moment. He thought for a while and stood there with his hands folded. His voice was vague: "You figure it out."

"Oh."

Song Shiwei, who had just entered, teleported directly to where Feng Ru's voice came from, and was outside the door in a moment. Feng Ru's voice in the room was full of panic.

"Let me go, Feng Chuan, you are a beast, let me go."

"I am a beast, so what are you? Feng Ru, because you are my sister, I have found a good place for you to go. Be obedient and suffer less torture. Otherwise, if you go to that kind of place and don't obey, I will definitely punish you."

Feng Ru's eyes were full of bloodshot, and he roared while enduring the pain in the back of his head: "I already have a master, you can't sell me out, let me go, let me go."

"Let you go? What are you dreaming about? I finally caught you. People will be here tomorrow. I'm going to teach you a lesson today so that you won't cause me any trouble."

Just when Feng Chuan was about to kick Feng Ru, the door was kicked open with a bang.

Feng Chuan was so frightened that he almost couldn't stand still. He looked at the person who was slowly walking in with panic. When he saw that it was a woman, he was filled with amazement.

"Why is this beauty in my house? Are you here to see me?" Feng Chuan walked up to Song Shiwei and looked at her obscenely.

Song Shiwei first looked at Feng Ru, and was slightly relieved to see that the little girl was not in any serious trouble for the time being. Then he set his eyes on Feng Chuan and said in a cold voice: "What do you want to do by bringing Feng Ru with you?"

"Sister Song, he wants to sell me to a brothel," Feng Ru, who was in despair and suddenly saw the light, was still a little girl after all, and she couldn't hold back the grievance in her heart and burst into tears.

Feng Chuan was surprised to realize that the beauty in front of him was looking for Feng Ru. He immediately stepped aside and stroked his chin, looking at Song Shiwei as if he was looking at a commodity: "So you are the master that the dead girl was talking about. The girl is so beautiful, why don't I find a good place for you."

Song Shiwei's eyelashes drooped slightly, and a bloodthirsty smile slowly rose on his face: "It has been a long time since I have been looked at with such disgusting eyes."

The moment the words fell, the long sword was in his hand.

Looking at the long sword that appeared out of thin air, Feng Chuan's eyes widened: "You..."

The long sword was unsheathed, and like a shadow, it passed by quickly, and a few drops of blood splashed on the cheeks and eyelids.

Feng Chuan was still in shock when he died, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

Song Shi smiled and looked sideways at Feng Ru: "Is there anything wrong?"

After being shocked, Feng Ru nodded repeatedly. After the ropes were untied, she covered the back of her head and said, "Sister, Ru'er has a headache."

Thinking of the blood on the ground, Song Shiwei sighed softly: "Can we still walk?"

Before Feng Ru could say anything, footsteps were heard approaching and a middle-aged woman ran in hurriedly. After seeing the situation in the house clearly, she sat down on the ground with her mouth trembling.

Feng Ruqiang managed to stand up, limped to Song Shiwei's side, pointed at the woman on the ground and complained: "Sister Song, she was the one who told Feng Chuan that she had seen me. The two of them didn't give me food and beat me. They also wanted to sell me to some brothel. They are not good people."

Song Shiwei didn't look at the woman who was so frightened that she lost her voice, but stared at Feng Ru: "Are you going to kill me?"

Feng Ru pursed her lips and then nodded heavily.

Song Shiwei raised the corner of his mouth and handed her the long sword in his hand: "Then kill her."

The little girl had practiced martial arts for a long time, so the sword still felt a little heavy for her to hold. However, her steps were firm. She walked slowly to the woman, her body tilted, her eyes full of hatred.

The middle-aged woman seemed to have just realized what was happening. She knelt down from her seat and kowtowed to Feng Ru: "Ruru, I am your aunt. Please forgive me. We are a family."

Feng Ru kept his face tense and said nothing. He raised the sword with both hands and stabbed it into the woman's chest. After feeling resistance, he gritted his teeth and continued forward.

There was a "whoosh" sound, that was the sound of a sharp weapon penetrating into the skin.

The woman eventually died and fell on her back on the ground, her death not much different from Feng Chuan's.

Looking at the two bodies, Feng Ru pursed her lips and tears fell to the ground. She lost all her strength and was about to fall, but her small body was supported by a pair of warm hands.

Song Shiwei supported Feng Ru with one hand, and with the other hand he put the long sword into the space after hearing the footsteps. He then took out a dagger from the space and wiped the blood off the dead man.

As soon as Zhou Huai entered the door, he met Song Shiwei's expressionless face. Then he looked at the two people lying on the ground and waved behind him.

The servant came in with his head lowered.

"Shi Wei, I think she seems injured. Let's go back and see a doctor first."

Song Shiwei nodded, and just as he was about to leave, he stopped again: "Throw these two people to the mass grave outside the city."

Zhou Huai glanced at the servant.

The servant nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, young lady, I understand."

Song Shiwei thanked her, looked down at the little girl who was tugging at his clothes tightly, sighed, and picked her up sideways.

Feng Ru rested her little head on Song Shiwei's chest, her eyes full of light when she looked up at her.

Zhou Huai originally wanted to help, but Song Shiwei dodged him, so he could only hold the dagger for her.

The carriage drove all the way to Zhou's mansion. As soon as Zhou Huaifu got off the car, he asked the doorman to go to the mansion to call the doctor, and then took the two of them to the side hall in the backyard.

Feng Ru had already fallen asleep. Song Shiwei gently placed her on the couch. Considering the injury on the back of her head, he turned her over to lie on her side.

After settling Feng Ru, Song Shiwei looked at Zhou Huai and said, "We need Qingyuan to help deliver a message to Zhang Wu."

"Okay, I'll have someone notify Zhang Wu right away."

The doctor of the Zhou residence was hurriedly called by the servant. After greeting Zhou Huai, he walked to the bedside, and after a thorough examination, he began to give acupuncture and treatment.

After learning that Feng Ru was not seriously injured, Song Shi breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll have to trouble the doctor to prescribe some medicine."

"It should be."

Song Shiwei already had some medicine for wounds, and it was of the best quality. However, Feng Ru had lost so much blood, so he still had to take it with some decoction.

After the doctor wrote the prescription, Zhou Huai spoke: "We have the herbs in the mansion. I'd like to trouble Doctor Chen to prepare it and send someone to deliver it."

Doctor Chen nodded repeatedly: "I will go back and prepare the medicine, please wait for a moment, young master and young lady."

After the doctor left, Zhou Huai walked to Song Shiwei and said softly, "Drink a bowl of medicine in the mansion first before returning."

"Thank you so much for today."