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

"I heard that the city was breached two days ago." The man was still frightened when he spoke about it. Fortunately, he and his wife and children left quickly.

"So fast? Doesn't Xincheng have a sergeant?" Lin Yinan was puzzled.

The man lowered his voice and said, "The military officer received the news and fled the city with his family and two hundred men."

Lin Yinan knew that the officials of Xincheng were incompetent when they refused to open the city gates to receive the refugees. However, he did not expect them to be so incompetent. When the Hu people attacked, not only did they not fight, but they also abandoned the city and fled.

Now that Xincheng is broken, will Jiancheng still be safe?

Lin Yinan felt it was quite terrible.

On the way back, Li Shulan was boiling the sedative that Doctor Lin had prescribed for the children.

At night, Lin Yinan was awakened by a shrill scream in his ears.

"Don't kill my elder brother, second brother! Second brother! Don't..."

Lu Changqing was shocked in the evening and had a nightmare.

Li Shulan also woke up, sat up and wanted to hug him.

"Mom, let me do it."

Lin Yinan hugged him and whispered in his ear, "Changqing, don't be afraid! I'm Sister Anan, I'm here, and I've beaten the bad guys away."

Gradually, Lu Changqing calmed down, stopped talking nonsense, and his breathing became long and deep.

"Poor child, he has to go through all this at such a young age." Li Shulan looked sad.

Lin Yian, who was sleeping, also began to feel uneasy. He stretched out his hands and grabbed at the air, and his feet kept struggling.

"Dad! Dad! Where are you? Don't catch me."

Li Shulan's tears burst out instantly and she quickly hugged Lin Yian.

The voice was gentle and soothing, "An'er, I am your mother! My dear baby, don't be afraid, mother and sister are here."

Mother and son are connected by heart. Lin Yian kept leaning into Li Shulan's arms and gradually calmed down.

Li Shulan hugged her son and fell asleep soon after.

Lin Yinan couldn't help but think back to a few years before the end of the world, when she also dreamed every day about her parents throwing themselves into a swarm of zombies to save her.

She woke up with her face covered in sweat and tears. She didn't know since when she had never had such a dream again.

As soon as the sky was getting light, the village chief rang the gong to wake everyone up.

The mood among the villagers was a little low, and the village chief gave everyone a boost at the right time.

"Everyone cheer up, we can reach Jiancheng in the afternoon."

Lin Yinan practiced the sword skills he had learned in his original body in an open space in the distance, and also cut two large bundles of grass and carried them back.

There were so many refugees ahead that she was afraid that even the grass would be eaten up.

The villagers avoided her when they saw her. The way she killed people without blinking an eye yesterday was still very scary.

There were also some women and aunts who, whether they knew her or not, greeted her enthusiastically and proactively.

"Anan, why are you going to practice swordplay so early?"

"I wish my kid was this diligent."

Before, she looked down on a girl who was always fighting and killing. But when the refugees came, Mrs. Zhao didn't even leave a single wild vegetable at home.

After breakfast and before the sun came out, the people of Linjia Village hurriedly set off on their journey.

The family of three that followed followed closely behind, afraid of being left behind.

The further we went, the more refugees we encountered on the road. The forests became sparser and the grass on the ground was trampled until it turned yellow and died.

As we walked down the mountain road, we could clearly see the official road at the foot of the mountain.

The official road was full of refugees. Some were driving oxen, horses, mule carts, and horse carts. The carts were full of household items and supplies. Adults and children were carrying bags and backpacks on their shoulders and walking forward with difficulty.

Lin Yinan could see that these refugees had gathered here from various places.

If you want to escape south, Jiancheng is the place you must pass through.

Before going down the mountain, the village chief found a place for everyone to rest for half an hour.

During the break, the old people in the village who had experienced famine reminded the young men, women and children not to be soft-hearted and not to chat up others, so as to be careful not to bring trouble upon themselves.

With the last rays of the setting sun, Lin Yinan saw the tall Jian City in front of him. The city gates were wide open and there were no refugees lingering around.

All the refugees were queuing up to enter the city with a piece of paper in their hands. Jiancheng was accepting refugees.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone leaned forward to look. It turned out that some people had relatives in Jiancheng and were reuniting with them.

Lin Yinan took the opportunity to go forward and inquire. Now people can enter Jiancheng with their household registration. Those without household registration need to be questioned. They cannot stay in the city and must leave directly. Those in need can stay for one night at an official designated place, but they need to pay.

Li Shulan talked about her eldest son who was still in Jiancheng.

"I don't know if your brother knows we're here. There are so many of us. What if we stagger?"

Lin Yinan consoled him, "Once we get into the city, I'll go find out. Jiancheng Academy is so famous, it should be easy to find out."

As the mother and daughter were talking, there was a commotion among the villagers in front of them, and then a figure quickly ran towards them through the crowd.

The visitor fell to his knees and cried bitterly, "Old lady, Madam, Miss, you are finally here!"

In the original body's memory, this person was Lin Fu, the servant of his brother Lin Yiheng.

Lin Fu lifted his sleeves to wipe the snot and tears off his face, and continued, "The young master and the students in the clan have been waiting for you at the city gate every day, and finally you are here."

As if he thought of something, he stood up, turned around and ran forward.

"The young master is still in front. I will go and call him now."

After saying that, he ran back like a gust of wind, shouting as he ran, "Master! Madam, Miss and Young Master are here!"

Soon, Lin Fu came in front of the crowd, bringing a young man in a green shirt with a handsome but haggard face.

He is the original elder brother - Lin Yiheng.

Seeing his mother and sister with Old Lady Zhao and his uncle, Lin Yiheng felt relieved.

"Grandma, uncle, aunt."

After greeting the elders, Lin Yiheng knelt down in front of Li Shulan, "Mom, I finally got you here. I heard that Pingcheng was massacred, and I couldn't sleep or eat. I wanted to go to Xincheng to wait for you. But I hadn't packed my luggage yet, and I heard that Xincheng was also destroyed by the barbarians. I discussed with the students of the clan school, and we decided to wait for you in Jiancheng. Now, I finally got you here."

"You've heard about what happened in your father's hospital, right?" Li Shulan burst into tears.

Lin Yiheng's face was filled with grief and anger, his eyes were red, and he choked up and said, "The news about Pingcheng has already spread."

"Good boy, get up quickly!" Old Mrs. Zhao helped him up and patted his hands. "Your father is gone, and your family depends on you."

Little Lin Yian squeezed out of the crowd and threw himself into Lin Yiheng's arms, "Brother, I miss you so much!"

"An'er! Are you still alive?" Lin Yiheng reached out and hugged him, surprised and happy.

Lin Yian buried her head in his arms and said in a muffled voice, "It was my sister who saved me. My sister also saved Lin Yongzhi, Lin Daoqin and Lin Changsheng, oh, and Lu Changqing."

Lin Yiheng looked at his sister, who was carrying a bow and arrow, wearing clean and neat black clothes, with a pale face and a solemn expression.

My heart ached suddenly. I wondered how much my sister had to pay to rescue her brother from the ferocious barbarians.

Lin Yinan noticed his gaze, turned around and pulled the corner of her mouth towards him, forcing a smile.

The once innocent and lively sister couldn't even laugh anymore. Lin Yiheng wiped away his tears quietly, feeling even more heartbroken.