Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

The village chief's face turned red after being confronted by him. Yun Er's attitude represents the attitude of the Yun family.

The villagers of Linjia Village were scolded so hard that they dared not even fart.

Finally, the clan leader came out and gave the order, requiring each family to send one person, and to change shifts every two hours.

Everyone was frightened by his strong momentum and dared not raise any objections.

Lin Yinan yawned and went back to sleep, too lazy to listen to their chatter.

These people always think that by relying on the Yun family, they have a backer and someone to cover for them. They really don't know how to live or die and deserve to be punished.

The morning mist was filled, unknown birds were singing on the branches, and the sunlight gave the earth a layer of golden light.

The sunlight shines through the gap in the tent and falls on Lin Yinan's face.

She raised her arms to cover her eyes. More and more birds joined the singing in the trees outside. Lin Yinan turned over in annoyance, her head filled with the chirping sounds.

She pulled aside the quilt and sat up, then covered Lin Yichun, Lin Yian and Lu Changqing who were still sleeping with the quilt.

After putting on his clothes, Lin Yinan grabbed his bow and arrow, opened the door curtain and walked out.

The others had already woken up, and Old Lady Zhao and Li Shulan were cooking breakfast around the fire.

"Anan, it's time to eat. Where are you going to get your bow and arrow so early in the morning?"

Lin Yinan didn't even look back, and strode away, "Let's go practice in the back."

The temperature rose very quickly, the branches were full of spring, and flocks of birds were perched on them.

They were singing happily, one after another.

Lin Yinan bent his bow and drew his arrows, shooting one at a time, and sometimes he would string two arrows together.

After all the arrows in the quiver were shot, the bird finally sensed something was wrong and flew away flapping its wings.

"Damn it, don't leave if you have the guts!" Lin Yinan cursed.

These birds are as big as a palm. I counted nearly twenty of them, enough to make a pot of porridge for everyone.

It was strange. She remembered that there were twenty-one arrows, so why couldn't she find the other one?

Lin Yinan was searching in the jungle when he looked up suddenly and saw Yun Mo standing silently behind him with an arrow in his hand, which had pierced the bird's head.

Without saying a word, she picked up the string of birds and turned away.

"Miss Lin is a really good archer!" Yun Mo said in a low and cold voice.

Lin Yinan simply turned around, walked in front of him, stretched out his hand, raised his eyelids and glared at him.

The corners of her slightly raised mouth exuded a frightening indifference, as if she could see through his thoughts.

Yun Mo gently placed the arrow in her hand and asked doubtfully, "Did I offend you in some way? Is that why you have some misunderstandings about me?"

"Misunderstanding?" Lin Yinan pulled the arrow out of the bird's head with force and snorted coldly, "You know exactly what you did, so why are you pretending with me here?"

Since he didn't admit it, there was no need for her to get entangled with him.

Coming out of the woods, Lin Yinan saw the brothers Lin Fu and Lin Yizhang leading horses and cows, grazing in the green woods.

The lively Lin Yibai ran towards her and asked, "Sister, what did you catch?"

In Lin Yibai's eyes, his eldest sister is more capable than his father and three brothers, and she can always hunt wild animals in the forest.

Lin Yinan handed the bird in his hand to him.

"We shot a few birds. Take them back and have Chinatsu cook them."

Yun Mo walked by from a distance and saw her talking and laughing with her family, which made him feel even more depressed.

Yun Er and Yun Qi came back from exploring the way, and Yun Er could tell something from his face at a glance.

"Why, Miss Lin didn't treat you well again?"

"I really can't think of a time when I did anything to irritate her."

Yun Er looked at his expression carefully and it didn't seem fake. He put his hand on his shoulder and said in the tone of a caring older brother, "I think you must have missed some details. Think carefully about when Miss Lin started to dislike you. Something must have happened in between."

Yun Mo frowned when he heard that, and when he looked up, he saw that he had taken the opportunity to put his hand on his shoulder, so he shook it off, and was fooled by him so much that he almost forgot about the important matter.

He coughed lightly to hide his inner emotions, "What did you two find out when you went out?"

The gossipy fire on Yun Er's face instantly died down. He put away his smile and said solemnly, "It takes two hours to walk from here to the official road. The official road is full of refugees."

Yun Mo's eyes darkened, "Where did they come from?"

Yun Qi took out a map from his bosom, opened it, pointed at the corresponding points on it and said, "This official road is the only way to the capital and various prefectures to the south."

"You two go tell the people in Linjia Village that we will set off in half an hour. We will take the official road and speed up our journey."

When Lin Yinan helped to lead the horse back, Qian Wu had already dealt with the bird.

"Miss, the Yun family has informed us that we will set off in half an hour. The old lady said to salt it first and cook it in the evening."

Lin Yinan harnessed the horses to the cart and said, "Okay, you guys make the arrangements."

She promised that everyone would not go hungry. Lin Shuo and Lin Yiheng were dismantling the tent, and the children helped put things on the carriage. They would set off as soon as they collected the bowls after dinner.

The mountain path covered with melted snow was not easy to walk on. The five hundred secret guards of the Yun family walked in the front. After they passed by, the mountain path became muddy.

The secret guards protected the women of the Yun family in the middle, and following closely behind them was Lin Yinan's family.

They are the family with the most horses besides the Yun family, followed by Lin Yizhuan's family and Su Yunzhi's family.

After walking for more than two hours, everyone could vaguely see refugees walking on the official road.

Yunye ordered the team to stop in a flat farmland and then go back to the official road after having dinner.

The refugees looked at the huge team that stopped in the field, feeling both envious and afraid.

The clan leader kept reminding the villagers: "When you get back on the official road, keep an eye on your children. Young and strong men walking outside should carry a handy tool in their hands to scare those refugees with different intentions. Don't panic when encountering things. Everyone from the same clan should help and support each other and follow the team closely. Don't get separated, and don't leave the team without permission."

At this time, Yun Yi and his secret guards came over carrying several baskets.

"Chief, these are the knives we confiscated. My master said that we should distribute them to every household."

"Good! Good! The Yun family is kind and righteous. The Lin family thanks the Yun family for their help." The patriarch was so moved that he burst into tears. In extraordinary times, knives could not be bought with silver.

When the clan leader brought people to distribute knives, Lin Yiheng and Lin Yinan did not want any. Before that in Xincheng, she had collected a lot of them in her space, and everyone in their family already had one.

After a short rest, the village chief of the Lin family, led by the Yun family, walked onto the official road with a nervous mood.

As soon as their team appeared, the refugees looked at them sideways.

Which family has so many horses? The animals are pulling carts covered with oilcloth and loaded with supplies, and there are hundreds of guards in uniform.

The tribesmen following behind were all strong and healthy. The old and the children all sat on the carts, and the young and middle-aged men stood by with knives in their hands and looked ferocious, protecting them.

No one dared to look at it for fear of getting into trouble and losing their life.

Lin Yinan was riding alone on a horse, watching the refugees who were traveling on the road silently without saying a word.

Some of them were unkempt, with sunken cheeks and eye sockets, protruding mouths, and ragged clothes. They didn't even have thick clothes on their bodies. They were wearing straw sandals they had woven themselves, which were covered with thick mud. The exposed skin was frozen purple, and they walked forward precariously.