Fleeing from famine! A rough hunter has a fox husband

He looked extremely uneasy and pitiful.

He walked up to some people who were resting and begged for something, but he was too far away for Shen Nuo to hear clearly.

I saw a woman who seemed to have no mercy on him, so she took out a cake from her bag and tried to give it to him.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the young man snatched the bag and ran away.

The woman shouted loudly and tried to chase after him, but she fell behind after only a few steps.

At this time, the little boy was no longer visible, and she could only cry and curse.

The people around her ignored her as if they saw nothing, while some looked numb as if they had seen it countless times before.

After a short rest, the people of Yunzhu Village set off again.

It was so sunny that Qin Yan thought of an idea. He held up an oil-paper umbrella and tied it to the cart, so that at least Shen Nuo could be shielded from the sun.

At this time, they had no money to buy a carriage, and even if they had money, they had no place to buy it.

Since people around were fleeing from the famine, the carriage was more likely to be targeted by thieves and was not safe.

There are so few people in their village that the fact that there is some food hidden in each car is already attractive enough.

If you get a carriage now, who else would you grab?

Half an hour passed.

When everyone got onto the official road, there were even more people on the road.

Some were driving ox carts, some were men pulling carts, and there were even girls and boys pulling carts.

There are often a few people kneeling on the roadside, holding papers with words like "Selling Myself to Bury My Father" in front of them.

Shen Nuo kept looking left and right. It was the first time he saw such a scene. He had only heard about it from the elders.

I didn't expect that in reality, it would seem so cruel.

"Nono, drink some water if you're thirsty."

Qin Yan was driving the car beside him and did not forget to remind him.

The oil-paper umbrella was too small to cover two people, so they could only get closer.

When other villagers saw them doing this, they also followed suit and tied oil-paper umbrellas, at least to shade the children from the sun.

Some people who don’t have an umbrella can only wear a straw hat, which is very hot. Some people haven’t washed their hair for a long time, so when they feel stuffy like this, sweat will drip down the brim of the hat.

Shen Nuo didn't know how many times he had wiped his sweat. He felt like he was about to collapse.

I took a look at the system panel and the temperature is now 50c.

"Ayan, is this place far from Jiangcheng in the south?"

Shen Nuo suddenly asked.

Qin Yan was silent for a while, turned around and rubbed his head, and whispered:

"If we work at full speed, it will take more than a month."

Shen Nuo looked at how fast everyone was traveling and fell silent.

Not everyone has a horse-drawn carriage or a donkey-drawn cart, and most people rely on their own legs to walk.

Coupled with the presence of elderly people and children, the hot weather and water shortage, the current speed is really slow.

But compared with other disaster victims, the people in Yunzhu Village were relatively quick.

We walked under the scorching sun for several days and everyone had very little water left.

Listening to the weak cries of the children late at night, Shen Nuo couldn't bear it and took Qin Yan out.

When I came back, I brought a bucket of water and covered it with something when I returned to the camp.

"Uncle, take this bucket of water and share it with the villagers."

Qin Yan brought the water to Qin Liang and whispered to him.

Qin Liang looked at the water in the bucket with a shocked expression, then grabbed Qin Yan and whispered:

"Where did it come from?"

"Nono bought it from someone else. Tell them not to panic and give it to those who are trustworthy. Don't let people like Lind know about it."

Qin Liang nodded immediately:

"Okay, okay, you, you should thank Nuoge on behalf of everyone. He, he is our benefactor."

Even Qin Liang himself hadn't drunk any water for two days in order to save it for his grandson.

Not to mention the others, they were so thirsty that their throats were dry and sore when they breathed.

But there was no way, they couldn't find any water at all.

After Qin Yan left, he got up and took his eldest son to each house to call someone over.

The crying sound of the child that Shen Nuo heard just now stopped at some point.

Shen Nuo thought that the child had drunk the water, but what he didn't expect was that the boy holding the child actually bit his finger and fed the child blood.

"Husband, what are you doing?"

Xige'er's husband, Li Shi, had just gone to Qin Liang to fetch water. When he came back, he saw his husband feeding the child blood.

He was so anxious that his eyes turned red, and he quickly pulled Xiger's hand away.

However, the child started crying again, and Xiger also started crying, but this time he could no longer cry.

He only choked with sobs and said:

"The child is thirsty..."

Li Shi immediately went to get a clean cloth to bandage his wound, then he leaned over to whisper in his ear:

"Just now, Nuo Geer went to change the water and came back and gave some to us. Don't tell anyone."

Xi Ge'er was so excited that his eyes widened. He looked left and right to make sure no one heard him, then he said:

"Really? Then let's give it to our son."

"You drink first, I'll feed him later."

Li Shi felt so distressed that he watched Xiger drink some water before he went to feed the still crying child.

That night, almost every household in Yunzhu Village received nearly a water bag of water, except for Lin De, who was lucky enough to be thirsty.

It’s not that Qin Liang is cruel, but this kind of person is really not worth saving.

The water was found by Nuoge, so naturally Nuoge has the final say.

Besides, it would be bad if he started to tell everyone about it.

The temperature finally dropped to 43.6c, but it was still incredibly hot.

The further they walked, the harder the road ahead seemed to be, and everyone's pace slowed down a lot.

No one could be heard talking on the street, only the weak cries of children were floating in the air.

Even the usually noisy 819 was silent.

At this time, Shen Nuo was leaning on the hay on the cart, looking at the dry weeds on both sides from time to time.

A gust of wind blew, raising thick dust from the ground. Qin Yan tore off a piece of cloth and gave it to Shen Nuo.

"Nono, the dust is too heavy, cover your mouth and nose with this."

Shen Nuo did as he was told, but felt very uncomfortable as the dust blew onto his body and face.

Everyone became dishevelled and looked nothing like they did when they were in Yunzhu Village.

When Shen Nuo really couldn't stand it anymore, he would wipe his body with a wet towel, but he couldn't wash his clothes and could only wash them secretly occasionally.

But they did not dare pour the water out, for fear of being discovered by other victims.

There were more and more disaster victims around, all walking slowly towards Jincheng.

Many people still carried food, but suddenly there was a noise behind them.

There was a heart-pounding rustling sound in the air, followed by a dense mass of something.

"what is that?"

"Oh my god, those are locusts."

“The locusts are coming.”

“It’s locusts.”

More and more people looked up at the sky and shouted.