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

The middle-aged man traveled outside all year round, so he naturally felt the two burning gazes. He deliberately asked people to stay away from the three boys not far away to avoid scaring them, and then he wanted to laugh.

If you were really scared, why did you go out?

But seeing that the three boys were still young, he couldn't help but think of his children at home. He just took a quick glance and knew that the tallest boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the other two were smaller than each other. With their small bodies, they could be knocked away with one punch.

The three little guys are having dinner at this moment, not far from each other but not disturbing each other.

After finishing his meal, Song Da went to set up the tent. Because there were people nearby, he told Song Shiwei and only set up two tents. He planned to spend the night in the carriage. Feng Ru took the clay pots and bowls to the river to wash them; Song Shiwei stood up and strolled by the river.

The sun came out today, and there was still some light in the sky after dinner.

"Master, I'm going to the woods opposite to pick up some firewood." Feng Ru had originally picked up a lot of firewood, but Song wanted to burn a lot more at night.

Song Shiwei smiled and nodded: "Go ahead, let Ruer go with you, don't go too far."

"Okay, I'll just pick up firewood on the side of the road and won't go far."

After hearing what Song Shiwei said, Feng Ru hurriedly followed behind Song Da.

The middle-aged man next to them also saw the two children collecting firewood together. After thinking for a while, he said to his brother beside him in a deep voice: "Take the two of them to collect firewood too, and collect more."

He didn't know if it was the middle-aged man's illusion, but as soon as he finished speaking, the boy over there seemed to glance over here. However, the middle-aged man didn't think that the other party could hear him talking. After all, the two sides were not close and he spoke in a low voice.

The middle-aged man added, "Keep an eye on the others and don't go into the woods. If they don't have much firewood, share some with them."

The middle-aged man had a dark face and his teeth were particularly prominent when he smiled. When he heard what his eldest brother said, he immediately agreed with a smile and called his two brothers to go to the opposite forest together.

Later, Song Dafengru came back accompanied by the three Black-faced brothers. After the three men delivered the person, Black-faced brother dropped off a bundle of firewood and turned around and left with the other two.

Meeting Song Shiwei's gaze, Feng Ru smiled and stepped forward to explain, "Those three brothers saw that Master Song and I were too young to carry much firewood, so they said they would help us collect it and told us not to go into the woods."

Song Shiwei responded: "Did you say thank you?"

Feng Ru nodded repeatedly: "It's all right."

"That's good."

Afterwards, Song Shiwei did not return to the tent, but sat by the fire and talked with the two of them.

Song Da lit another fire nearby, the flames made his face red. Feng Ru saw that it was still early, so he pulled Song Da aside to exercise.

Song Da has no talent for martial arts, but it is good to practice ordinary moves to strengthen the body.

The little girl taught him a few simple moves and then went to practice physical training.

When Feng Ru was teaching Song Da how to do fitness, the people on the middle-aged man's side all looked over there. The more they watched, the more they were surprised. They stared at Feng Ru with wide eyes.

“Brother, that kid is quite skilled,” the dark-faced man sitting next to the middle-aged man couldn’t help but whisper.

"Not only good, but the moves are agile and swift, they should be light body movements. And the child is very skilled in these movements, it's obvious that he has received instruction from an expert. Those three young men are not simple."

The dark-faced man was surprised: "How is it not simple? Why didn't I see it?"

The middle-aged man glared at him and said helplessly, "When we first came here, the two little ones kept staring at us, especially the youngest one, who looked defensive. The other one didn't show any emotion when he spoke or did things, which is not what children of his age should do. The older one didn't say or do much, but judging from his posture, the two little ones should be his subordinates."

The dark-faced man's eyes widened. He didn't expect that his elder brother had already paid attention to so many details. He admired him from the bottom of his heart.

The middle-aged man looked at his brothers with disdain and said in a low voice, "I just told you that there are many risks when we are out there. No matter what or who you meet, you must observe carefully. Even if you can't see the problem at first glance, you should still pay more attention. If I hadn't said it just now, would you have thought those three guys were ordinary teenagers?"

The black-faced man and his brothers around him felt so ashamed that they lowered their heads and admitted their mistakes.

The middle-aged man sighed, "We are escorting outside, and we have wives and children waiting for us at home. If you continue to look down on others, what will happen to your family if something happens in the future? Even if not for yourself, you should think more about your family and be more careful about everything. Not to mention those young boys, even the newborn children should be kept in mind."

"Brother, we know we were wrong."

"Brother, we must be more careful in the future and never look down on others."

The middle-aged man felt that he was worried about these brothers and couldn't help but let out another long sigh.

They are my brothers, what else can I do? I can only keep a close eye on them, so that these idiots won’t be killed one day without knowing it.

When Song Shiwei heard what the middle-aged man said, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth without him even noticing it.

Song Da only lasted for an incense stick before he couldn't bear it anymore and came back. He expected Feng Ru to be sweating again after exercising, so he took a break and went to the river to fetch a clay pot of water and boiled it.

"Master, do you want to wash up?"

Song Shiwei shook his head: "I'll go back to the tent to wash, don't worry about me."

Song Da didn't know that Song Shiwei could enter the space. He just thought that she would go back to the tent to get water from the space to wash up, so he didn't say much. He just silently took out a book and read it by the firelight.

After being told off by the eldest brother, the black-faced man focused on observing Song Shiwei and the other two. Naturally, he was the first to see Song Da taking out the book. He was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear: "My God, that boy is actually a scholar. Who are these three teenagers?"

When the others heard this, they also looked up and were all surprised.

The middle-aged man looked at Song Shiwei deeply, and said solemnly, "Who cares who they are? It has nothing to do with us. Didn't you all say that you are all smelly? Now there is water, why don't you hurry up and wash yourself? You all want to suffocate me to death."

The middle-aged man kicked his brothers one by one to the riverside.

They were all men, so naturally there was no need to pay much attention. They took off all their clothes and pants, leaving only their underwear on, and jumped into the river shouting.

Song Da was shocked when he saw this. He quickly straightened his back and stood in front of Song Shiwei: "Master, why don't you go back to the tent? It's really unsightly over there."

Song Shiwei's temples twitched. He pursed his lips, stood up, and strode back to the tent.

Song Da heaved a sigh of relief, then looked at the little girl who was concentrating on practicing boxing and sighed.

After Song Shiwei returned to the tent, he did not enter the space. Those around him were all martial artists, and he was afraid that some of them were masters who could judge breathing. If he entered the space and was discovered, it would inevitably arouse suspicion. Therefore, Song Shiwei moved a bathtub from the space, and then sat in the bathtub to wash off the dirt on his body.

Nothing happened that night. The next day, Song Shiwei was woken up by the people next to him. He opened the curtain and came out with an unhappy look on his face.

When Song Da saw Song Shiwei, he was about to step forward to speak when he was stopped by Feng Ru.

Feng Ru pulled him aside and whispered, "Sister will be in a bad mood if she doesn't sleep well. Just bring out the water for washing your face later. Don't talk too much or she will glare at you."