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

Zhao was only concerned about guarding against Li Shulan and not her, looking at the bowl full of wild vegetable porridge.

She pretended to be angry and said, "You are still growing, you should eat more."

Lin Yinan picked up the bag with not much cake left and handed it to his aunt Zhang.

"Aunt, these are some cakes I found when I came into the city. Please give them to my cousins."

Zhang held the bundle, looked at her husband, and then at her mother-in-law, Zhao.

She is not the kind of person who is short-sighted. She dare not make the decision on her own regarding her sister-in-law's things with her mother-in-law around.

Zhao glanced at their bags and decisively refused, "Take it back. You didn't bring anything with you except these dumplings. Keep them for yourself."

Zhang obediently handed the bundle back to Lin Yinan, but Lin Yinan did not take it.

"Grandma, we are a family. Uncle Huhu and my cousin can't be full with just this little food. Only when they are full can they protect everyone and get out of the forest safely."

What Lin Yinan said made sense. We had to travel such a long time every day, and we couldn’t walk at all if we didn’t eat enough.

Zhao pursed her lips and said nothing. Zhang knew that her mother-in-law had tacitly agreed, so she opened the bundle, gave each person a cake, tore off half for herself, and stuffed the other half back into the bundle.

Lin Yinan finished the porridge in the bowl in two gulps, put the bowl down, and moved closer to Zhao.

"Grandma, when I first arrived here, I heard the villagers arguing about something."

From how she dealt with Yu Suqin and her daughter just now, Lin Yinan knew that the original grandmother was a hot-tempered and protective person.

Combined with the original owner's memory, Zhao worked as a maid in a wealthy family when she was young. She saved up money and redeemed herself when she was old enough.

After returning home, she married her grandfather Lin Xiong, who was injured and retired from the army, and had two sons and two daughters. The son was the original owner's father and uncle. The eldest daughter married a merchant family in the city, and later the family moved to the south and lost contact since then. The youngest daughter died of illness at the age of thirteen.

Zhao sighed, "It's all because of stuttering."

The people of Linjia Village were not in bad conditions. After receiving the news from the Hu people, they packed up simple luggage and hurriedly fled to the mountains. They did not even have time to take the crops in the fields or the food stored in the cellars at home.

Most families had run out of food this morning, and the quarrel just now was because they wanted to secretly go back and get food.

Although Zhao didn't say anything, Lin Yinan could see that there were five children in his uncle's family, a total of eight people, and they were probably running out of food.

"Your uncle, aunt and cousin agreed to go back to get food. The Hu people not only kill people, they also eat human flesh. If we really encounter them, we will never come back. I don't agree."

Thinking of her eldest son who was killed in the academy, Zhao began to wipe away her tears again.

Lin Yinan looked at his uncle who was squatting on the ground with a sad face, and told him about what he saw the Hu people carrying food into the city.

Then she put all the food into the space, but she didn't say anything about this.

"Uncle, it's too dangerous to go back."

She and the man in black made too much noise when they left the city, and there might be Hu people in the mountains behind.

Lin Yinan glanced at the dense forest and continued, "Besides, there is no shortage of food in the forest, so you won't starve to death no matter what."

Lin Shuo pondered for a while and felt that what she said made sense. He stood up and handed the bowl in his hand, which he had licked clean, to Zhang.

"I'll go discuss this with the clan leader and the village chief."

Li Shulan, Zhang and Zhao, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, leaned against each other and talked in low voices. Seeing the three women quietly wiping their tears, Lin Yinan knew that they must be talking about their father.

It was already completely dark, and a fire was lit in every family's resting place in the basin.

After a whole day's journey, Lin Yian and Lu Changqing lay down in the tent and fell asleep after dinner.

With so many people around, Lu Changqing didn't stick to her like he did in the previous two days.

Lin Yinan took the bow and arrow and went to look in the forest.

"Sister Anan, where are you going?" Lin Yirong came back from washing the dishes and saw Lin Yinan was about to go out, so she asked hurriedly.

She is the third daughter in her uncle's family. She is twelve years old and has two older brothers.

Lin Yirong was holding a wooden basin, and the firelight cast a large blush on her face.

"I'll just walk around and be back soon."

After saying that, he strode past her and into the woods.

Lin Yirong scratched her head. She felt that her cousin seemed to have changed. She was indifferent to her and her brother. Perhaps the death of her uncle was too much of a blow to her.

Lin Yinan did not walk far. She walked around the area and hunted two hares and three pheasants. She also secretly cooked a small meal for herself and ate two cakes confiscated in Pingcheng.

Passing by two tied horses, she saw her cousin Lin Yizhang, who was one year older than her, and her fourteen-year-old cousin Lin Yisong, feeding the horses with grass by holding torches.

When the two men saw the rabbit and pheasant she was holding, their eyes widened.

"Anan, did you do all these?" Lin Yizhang swallowed.

"Well, I'll ask Auntie to bake it later."

When they returned to the camp, Lin Shuo had already returned. He took the rabbits and pheasants from Lin Yinan's hands and saw that each of them was shot in the head by an arrow, killed by one arrow. He held them in his hand and weighed them.

"I estimate it to be around 4-5 jin, Anan, you are really good at archery!"

Zhao stared at the bow and arrow in Lin Yinan's hand, "Anan, where did you get the bow and arrow?"

"Oh, I stole it from the Hu people in the city. Uncle, what did the clan leader and the village chief say?"

Lin Yinan raised the bow and arrow in his hand and changed the subject.

This bow and arrow was actually brought from her space, and the arrows were picked up from the Hu people in the city.

"The clan leader and the village chief called together all the men in each family for a meeting. After discussing, they decided not to go back to move the grain. Besides, we will arrive in Xincheng tomorrow afternoon, and everyone can go into Xincheng to buy grain then."

It was not too late yet, so Zhao took a rabbit and a chicken and asked Zhang to prepare them and cook them as a snack for everyone.

The family sat around the fire and chatted for a while.

Zhang cooked a pot of soup with the wild vegetables and pheasants she had picked during the day. Everyone drank a bowl of it and then went to bed.

Xincheng, the Military Affairs Office.

Huang Guichang took a sip of wine and smiled on his face. "The prefect was also following the captain's order. He was afraid that the Hu people would be mixed in with the fleeing people. That's why we dare not open the city gates to let the people in."

He put down his wine glass and continued, "Hearing what General Yun said, I will report it tomorrow. Then the city will open its granaries to stock up on grain and set up porridge stalls for the refugees."

"Master Huang is very righteous, I admire him."

"Come, come, have a drink."

Yun Mo picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Huang Guichang glanced at him and saw that his cheeks were slightly red, and he was a little drunk, with the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

"After the Yanmen Pass was breached, the Hu people massacred three cities in a row and are now burning, killing and looting in Pingcheng. Xincheng is just a small county town with limited military force. They have not received formal training and have never been on the battlefield. If the Hu people attack, I'm afraid they will be unable to fight back." Huang Guichang said after careful consideration.

Hearing about Yanmen Pass, Yun Mo's eyes flashed with pain, and then he waved his hand, "Master Huang, if you can use me, just let me know.

Huang Guichang narrowed his eyes shrewdly and asked tentatively, "I heard that the Yun family has a 500-man secret guard. They are well-trained and can fight ten of them at once?"

Yun Mo's heart tightened, but his expression remained expressionless. It turned out that this old thief Huang Guichang had ulterior motives.