Surviving the famine: I made my fortune by helping others

"Calm down, mom. If you keep her, she can still work and carry things. If you really sell her, there will be no one to carry things for our family."

Ye Baoxiang, the third son of the Ye family, always pretends to be a good person, but only he knows what he is thinking.

"Mom, I'm hungry. I want to eat meat." Ye Baohe walked up to Zhang miserably and pulled her sleeves again and again.

Looking at her youngest son, whom she loved the most, Zhang suddenly felt extremely distressed and pinched him hard a few times.

"Sibao, just be patient, just be patient, and I'll get you something delicious tonight."

Zhang comforted her youngest son softly, without any of the arrogance she showed when she scolded her daughter-in-law.

"I want to eat now, Mom, I'm hungry, I want to eat, I want..."

Ye Baohe was about to lie on the ground and throw a tantrum, but Ye Baoxiang quickly covered his mouth and pressed him to the ground.

"Third brother, what are you doing? Let go!" Zhang said as she was about to tear her third son's hand.

"Mom, please stop making a fuss. How can we have any food left? Don't be so ruthless when your fourth brother cries and makes a fuss."

After Ye Baoxiang finished speaking, while others were not paying attention, he lowered his voice and whispered into his mother's ear, "Mom, if you don't want to be robbed again, just keep an eye on the fourth child."

When Zhang heard the words "stealing food", she instantly trembled. She didn't even care about her youngest son and just sat back on the ground obediently.

When they came out, they brought a lot of things with them and had a bullock cart to ride in, so they had a pretty good time in the first few days.

But not long after passing Shanglin County, he was targeted by someone because he spread too many rumors on the road.

Not only was their ox cart stolen, but most of their food was also lost. Because of this, their life became more difficult.

But after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. They managed to save some food at the risk of their lives, but they could only eat it secretly at night when no one was around, for fear of being spotted again.

But perhaps God still could not tolerate the evil deeds of their family. Although the Zhang family had been well behaved, they were still in danger.

The few refugees fleeing in the crowd had nowhere to escape, and seeing the officials chasing them relentlessly, they became ruthless and took hostage the nearest refugee.

The Ye family was unlucky and were among those who were held hostage.

Ye Dazhu, who was dozing off and feeling dizzy, was suddenly picked up by someone. He instantly became angry and started yelling and cursing without regard for the occasion.

"Who is this damned bastard who dares to disturb my sleep?"

"Old man, who are you pretending to be? Do you believe I will chop you into pieces?"

The refugee brother was not a pushover either. He took the knife and directly scratched Ye Dazhu's neck.

Feeling the pain in his neck, Ye Dazhu was so frightened that he wet his pants.

"Uncle, please be kind and forgive me. I didn't mean it. I won't do it again."

The other members of the Ye family stared at the scene in a daze, not daring to move.

"It's really bad luck."

The refugee brother took a look at his wet shoes, kicked Ye Dazhu viciously, then bent down and picked up the stunned Ye Baohe.

"Go and stop those officials, or I will kill this guy first, and then I will kill you, and let your family reunite in the underworld."

The eldest refugee had a gloomy expression, and because of the dust and blood stains from the fight, his whole face looked extremely scary.

"Sir, we are just ordinary people. How can we stop the police? Please be kind and let us go."

Ye Baoxiang begged for mercy while trying to find an opportunity to escape.

The refugee brother carelessly pressed the back of the knife deeper, and a red mark instantly appeared on Ye Baohe's neck.

"Mother, save me, I don't want to die, mother, save me..."

Ye Baohe was so frightened that he burst into tears, and his hands and feet struggled and swung unconsciously.

Ye Baoxiang seized the opportunity, pushed the silly little Zhang, and ran out quickly, not forgetting to pick up the most valuable package of the Ye family before leaving.

The other members of the Ye family watched his actions and just stood there in a daze.

"Third brother, are you going to abandon us and leave?" Ye Jinbao asked dryly, his face full of disbelief.

His wife Liu Xianglan glared at him and silently hugged her two children.

How did she end up with such a useless thing? Were they really going to die here?

Ye Chuyi had been paying attention to this side, and when he saw Ye Baoxiang suddenly jump out from the crowd, he felt that he looked familiar.

"Have I seen this person somewhere before?"

Baizai tilted his head and looked for a while before answering.

[They are the host’s family!]

The change was so great, so different from what it saw at first, that the system almost didn't recognize it. Fortunately, it had a database to query and compare.

"The Ye family?"

Ye Chuyi looked at it carefully a few more times in disbelief.

Every member of the family held hostage by the refugees was covered in dust and their clothes were tattered. They were completely different from the image of the Ye family in her memory.

"If I remember correctly, the Ye family must have brought a lot of things with them when they fled the famine, including a carriage. Even if they consumed a lot along the way, they shouldn't be in such a terrible state, right?"

It's only been a few days, how could there be such a big change?

[According to the data comparison results, what kind of crisis might they have encountered?]

Baizai tilted his head in confusion, it couldn't figure it out either.

"Forget it, forget it. Don't worry about it for now. Let's just finish the current task first."

Ye Chuyi waved his hand nonchalantly after saying this.

As the troublemakers were captured one by one, although the task system no longer sounded any prompts, the task progress bar moved forward a lot, although it still did not break the 50% mark.

“I wonder how much progress we can make if we take down this culprit.”

Ye Chuyi finished talking to himself and quickly raised his arm.

While Liu Dachui and his men were capturing people, she finally collected all the arrows for her sleeves, which were just right for use now.

"Old Liu, lower your head!"

After Ye Chuyi shouted, she pulled the trigger of the sleeve arrow, and then an arrow as long as her palm flew out from her sleeve.

Liu Dachui was worrying about how to catch someone when he suddenly heard Miss Ye's voice. He didn't even have time to think about what Miss Ye said and just did what she said.

As soon as he lowered his head, a short arrow flew past his hair, followed by the second, the third...

Liu Dachui was so frightened that his legs went limp and he stood there not daring to move.

The refugees opposite him were not so lucky. Almost every one of them was hit by an arrow.

Although the attack power of the sleeve arrow is not lethal, its penetrating power should not be underestimated.

They were stunned for a moment, and before they could react why they were hit by an arrow, they were pinned to the ground by the officers who rushed over.