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

When Song Shiwei approached, the woman saw the long sword shining with silver light, and trembled while holding the little boy. The eyes from the people around seemed to give her confidence. She stiffened her neck and said confidently: "If I had a child, would I come to you for food? A family like yours with a carriage, do you still need a steamed bun? If you don't want to give it, then don't give it. Why are you scaring the child? If my son gets sick because of you, I tell you, this matter is not over."

"Oh? What's wrong with you?" Song Shiwei crossed his arms and looked at the little boy, as if he had thought of something interesting. "I see your son is fine now, but you can't be so mean to me. How about this? I'll kill him, and you can't be so mean to me. How about that?"

The woman turned pale with fear, but Song Shiwei pretended not to notice and continued, "What do you think of my suggestion? I think it's great. I really want to see how you're going to end it with me."

The woman holding the child kicked the ground, shaking her head wildly as she stepped backwards.

She took a step back, and Song Shiwei took a step forward with a sword in hand, a cruel smile on his face, like a man-eating demon.

Zhang Wu had just finished taking care of his physiological needs in the forest, and he felt relaxed all over. When he came out, he saw this scene. He thought something had happened, and hurriedly ran to Song Shiwei.

"master?"

Song Shiwei then retracted his gaze from the woman, nodded towards Zhang Wu, and pointed his sword at the woman: "That child came to me to beg for steamed buns, and this woman is trying to blackmail me morally."

Zhang Wu's face immediately darkened, and he looked at the woman as if he were looking at a dead person. He strode forward and carried the woman and the little boy away like they were chickens. He threw them straight into the forest while everyone around them was stunned. Then he turned around and stood beside Song Shiwei, looking at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "If anyone else comes over here without any eyes, I will kill them without mercy."

Everyone quickly withdrew their gazes, not daring to look at the master and servant again.

The woman and the boy's family members also sat there, not daring to move.

Song Shiwei glanced at Zhang Wu with a half-smile, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "You are still too kind."

Zhang Wu lowered his head and pursed his lips.

More and more people came here to rest. The latecomers didn't know what had just happened. When they saw Zhang Wu raising his head to drink water, their eyes sparkled green and they were ready to make a move, as if they would turn into hungry wolves and pounce on him the next moment.

"Huh? Brother Zhang Wu? It's really you," Huang Ping and others walked quickly up to the two of them with joy on their faces.

Long before everyone from Dahe Village arrived, Zhang Wu and Song Shiwei saw them from afar, and they had no intention of exchanging greetings.

Zhang Wu smiled and stood up when he heard this: "Why are you here?"

As they were talking, everyone in Dahe Village had already walked over. Huang Changyuan, supported by his youngest daughter Huang Ying, walked up to Zhang Song and said with a smile, "We didn't expect to meet you two here. We thought you left earlier than us and we wouldn't run into each other in the future."

The other people in Dahe Village also looked at the two with surprise.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Song Shiwei could not remain silent, so he stood up and said to Huang Changyuan, "We rested on the mountain for a night yesterday, but we didn't expect that there were too many people on the official road, which delayed our trip."

After saying this, Song Shi glanced at the officials behind the villagers without leaving a trace.

"It's a rare opportunity to meet you here. I guess this is fate. Would you two brothers like to continue to accompany us on the rest of the journey?"

Faced with the expectant gazes of everyone in Dahe Village, Zhang Wu was unable to say no and could only remain silent.

Song Shiwei had no worries: "I see that the village chief's team seems to have added a lot of people, so the two of us will not go with you."

Huang Changyuan glanced at the officials and the Shen and Xie clans at the back of the team, took Song Shiwei to one side, and whispered, "Following behind us are General Xie's family and Minister Shen's family, as well as the officials who are escorting them. We didn't want to go with them at first, but the officials may have thought of the villagers reporting the news, so they let us go together, which will be safer along the way."

Huang Changyuan glanced at the disaster victims around him and lowered his voice again: "I believe Young Master Song has noticed along the way that there are too many disaster victims on the road, and there are only two of you. It is really unsafe. It is better for you to go with us. If Young Master Song is worried about trouble with the officials, you can rest assured. Those people are under the supervision of the officials, so there will be no big problems, and they all have armed forces."

Song Shiwei did feel it was troublesome, but he also knew that what the village chief said made sense. No matter how good Zhang Wu and he were, they were just mortals. If they were attacked by hundreds or thousands of disaster victims, they would be exhausted to death.

After thinking about it, Song Shiwei simply agreed to go with the village chief.

When Huang Changyuan heard that Song Shiwei agreed, he smiled so much that wrinkles appeared on his face. The two of them went back one after the other, while Huang Ping and Huang Hai also took turns to persuade Zhang Wu to go with them. When they learned that Song Shiwei agreed, they were also very happy. They patted Zhang Wu's chest with their big hands and said that they would find an opportunity to hunt together.

Huang Changyuan ignored the jokes and arranged for the villagers to rest near Song Shiwei's carriage.

Compared to the haggard and emaciated look of other disaster victims, the people of Dahe Village were in much better spirits. Even the officials and exiled mortals were better than the other disaster victims. However, there were too many of them and no one dared to rob them even if they met them on the road. Especially the big swords carried by the officials had bloodstains on them, which was terrifying to see.

Huang Changyuan did not elaborate on the identities of Song Shiwei and Zhang Wu. He just walked up to the officers and said that they were people he had traveled with before. Huang Changyuan guaranteed their character. The officers did not say anything, as long as they did not cause trouble.

The Shen and Xie families, who were surrounded by the officials, were also looking at Song Shiwei and Zhang Wu secretly.

At this time, Xie Hong walked over to sit next to Shen Xian. When the other party looked over, he pointed at the carriage where Song Shiwei was and whispered, "Those two people are not ordinary people. At least they are extraordinary."

Shen Xian raised his eyebrows: "You know all this?"

Xie Hong smiled, his body full of dirt could not hide his righteousness, his voice was bright and clear: "This is not hard to guess, oh yes, I forgot, an old man like you doesn't know any martial arts, it's normal that I can't see it."

Shen Xian's face fell instantly: "Xie Da Jiao, we have all been exiled, but you haven't changed at all. What's wrong with not knowing martial arts? I'll eat your rice."

After saying that, he turned around and didn't look at him, ignoring whatever Xie Hong said.

"Why are you so angry? I was just joking. You heard the village chief talking to the officer just now. I just took a look and I knew that those two people were not ordinary."

Xie Hong pulled Shen Xian over and continued, "Look carefully, the man who was talking to the village chief's two sons, the way he stood, he was obviously on guard, and he walked briskly, not even tired at all. Look at the others, they are all exhausted."

Shen Xian really read carefully according to Xie Hong's words, and the more he read, the more he felt that what the other party said made sense.