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

There were quite a few wealthy families who had horse-drawn carriages, ox-drawn carts, and mule-drawn carts, and were accompanied by maids, servants, and armed guards. They all moved south with their entire families and clans.

Very few are alone.

Lin Yinan's eyes quickly locked onto a shifty figure in the crowd. He quietly followed the family of three, his eyes fixed on the large bag on the woman's back, and he raised and put down his hand hanging by his side several times.

It's obvious that this person is dishonest.

The man tied a two or three-year-old baby on his back with a cloth belt, and bent over to push a cart, walking with difficulty on the muddy ground.

The little baby was very cute. She was chewing her hand and looking around curiously. She turned her head to look in the direction of Lin Yinan.

Lin Yinan was immediately attracted by those clear and big eyes that were like shiny black grapes.

Her heart suddenly softened, and she got off the horse and handed the reins to Qianwu.

People were coming and going, Qianwu wanted to dismount and follow.

"Where are you going, girl?"

Lin Yinan held her down and said, "I'm going to do something. Wait for me to come back."

She quickly made her way through the crowd, came to the thief, grabbed his hand that was reaching for the bag, and twisted it hard.

"Ah!" The thief screamed suddenly.

The couple turned around and saw a good-looking girl twisting a young man's hand out of shape.

"Let me go! What are you doing?"

The man came to his senses when he saw that the bag on the woman's back had been loosened.

"Thank you for your help, girl!"

Lin Yinan nodded, her eyes glancing at the little kid on his back. The kid saw her twisting the thief so hard that he cried out in pain, and thought someone was playing with her, so she giggled happily, and her saliva wet a large area of ​​the clothes on the man's back.

This clear and pleasant laughter softened her hard and cold heart, and she couldn't help but say a few more words, "There are so many people, please take care of your luggage and children."

The thief was young and thin, so Lin Yinan dragged him back to his team.

Her eyes were cold, completely different from before.

Lin Yiheng and Lin Shuo saw her dragging someone back and surrounded her with knives in hand.

"Anan, what happened?"

"We caught a thief." Lin Yinan said lightly

The thief was a little scared, not knowing what she was going to do, "I didn't take anything."

"Answer my questions and I will let you go." Lin Yinan dragged him to follow the team.

"Whatever the problem is, I will report it truthfully." The thief patted his chest and said.

Lin Yinan asked, "Where did these refugees come from?"

The thief rolled his eyes subconsciously and said with his neck stiff, "God knows where they came from."

"Ok?"

Lin Yinan looked at him coldly, obviously dissatisfied with his perfunctory attitude, and unconsciously tightened the strength in his hands.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts! I said, the mixed Hu coalition army broke through Yongzhou and massacred the city for three days. Officials from nearby places had already fled with their families, and the people heard the news and moved their families south."

Lin Shuo and Lin Yiheng were horrified when they heard this, "Yongzhou and Yicheng have both been destroyed."

The thief took advantage of the three men's deep thoughts and looked at the things in the carriage.

Lin Yinan put the hilt of the sword against his neck. The cold touch made the thief dare not look around anymore.

"Did you get any news about Shangjing along the way?"

The thief glanced around cautiously and lowered his voice, "I heard that the emperor left Shangjing with some concubines and officials, saying that Shangjing was too close to the Hu people, and some court officials suggested that the emperor move the capital."

Lin Yinan was a little bit unbelievable. What kind of country had she traveled to?

The capital is about to be destroyed, but the emperor still wants to move the capital. It's really strange.

Lin Yinan loosened his hand, took out a vegetable pancake that he hadn't eaten in the morning, stuffed it into his pocket, and waved at the thief, "Here, you can go."

The thief looked at the cake in his hand, then looked at Lin Yinan and the others who were walking away. Many people around him stared at the cake in his hand with green eyes.

He stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation. He was afraid that if he chewed too slowly someone would snatch it away from him, so he stretched his neck and swallowed it without even chewing it. Finally, his body felt a little warm.

Yun Mo, who was riding on a horse, was afraid that the people from Linjia Village would fall behind, so he looked back from time to time.

When he saw Lin Yinan dismount from his horse to stop a thief who was trying to steal, and looked at the baby behind the man with tenderness in his eyes, he was stunned for a moment.

It seemed that only when facing children would she let down her guard and become gentle.

Yun Mo simply stopped where he was.

When Lin Yiheng and the others approached, he asked, "What happened just now?"

He was asking Lin Yiheng, but his eyes were looking at Lin Yinan.

Lin Yiheng relayed to him what the thief had just said. Yun Mo seemed to have thought of something. Without saying a word, he turned his horse around and ran quickly to the front of the team.

Not long after, Lin Yinan discovered that five or six Yun family secret guards had changed out of their uniforms, walked out of the team in tattered clothes, and blended into the crowd of fleeing people.

Ordinary refugees on the official road walked and stopped from time to time. Whenever they saw a little green in the fields, on the roadsides of the mountains and forests, they would rush to grab it, regardless of whether it would kill people. They would even fight for a wild vegetable as long as a finger.

No one stepped forward to stop the fight. Everyone just kept walking forward tiredly and numbly, like emotionless walking robots.

The sun sets and the sky gradually darkens.

Both sides of the official road were filled with refugees who stopped to rest. Some picked up branches to make a fire, while others simply lay on the ground, not caring whether they could get up the next day.

Most people think that it would be best if they could not get up, because if they do get up they will continue to suffer.

The Yun family's secret guards found a flat wasteland for everyone to rest, which was a little far from the official road.

Lin Yinan unloaded two bundles of firewood from the horse's back. While they were on the road, she saw someone picking up the firewood, so she asked the Qianxia sisters to pick up the firewood while they walked.

After making a fire, Lin Shuo set up a small tent. It was cold at night and the children were weak, so they had to sleep in the tent to avoid getting sick.

Lin Yuanzhi hurried to find Lin Yiheng, "Brother Heng, there are dozens of refugees camping here with us. They are always staring at our village and get together from time to time to discuss something. I'm afraid they will do something bad at night."

"Then you must be more alert at night. Come on, I'll go with you to inform Second Young Master Yun."

Lin Yinan picked up the sword and walked towards where the refugees gathered. Perhaps because there were more fires here, many refugees with their families came here in the dark to rest.

On the way back, Yun Mo was leading his men patrolling the camp.

With the deterrence of Yun Mo and others, those bandits with evil intentions would not dare to target the people of Linjia Village for a while.

Despite this, something happened in the middle of the night.

Just when Lin Yinan was sleeping soundly, a scream pierced the silent night sky, followed by the curses of the bandits, and in the distance came the sound of a knife cutting flesh and someone shouting for help with his mouth covered.

It was the bandits who took action. She turned over and stood in front of the fire holding a knife.

The air was filled with the strong smell of dirt and blood.