Da Qin: At the age of six, I beat Qin Shihuang at the beginning

Chapter 279 Pancakes
Qingwa walked forward step by step.In order to ensure the authenticity of his identity as a young refugee, he insisted on walking through three villages, but he never initiated a conversation with anyone.

If no one in this village takes the initiative to talk to him, it means that the fourth village has failed again.This is of course bad news outright.However, the good news is that there are quite a lot of villages around here, there are more than a dozen of them...

Qingwa doesn't know whether this is good news or bad news. Although the distance between the villages is not too far, the number is there. After this day, it will be more tiring than that training...

Qingwa sighed silently, recalling her every move after entering the village this time.He is not an experienced scout like Zi Shisan, and he is not perfect at disguising himself once.

Before passing through a village, Qingwa will specifically summarize her performance this time, and what did not go well, for example, whether she is too curious about the outside world, whether she is not curious about the outside world, whether her attitude towards the villagers is right. Too indifferent, even sometimes, what kind of expression should I have when I see food, how eager I am, and why I dare not speak...

In Qingwa's heart, he was wildly speculating and changing, but when he arrived at the fourth village, his performance was completely impeccable.No matter what you see, you will only feel in your heart... a refugee...

It is precisely because his performance is so perfect that almost all the villagers will not deal with him.It's nothing else, this kid looks like he's going crazy from hunger, that is, he still can't bear to beg for it now, in case someone gets involved, can this trouble be thrown away?
However, Qingwa also didn't find any good opportunities because she wanted to pretend.If the village fails again, he has to think about it, his disguise is real enough, but... is this really good?No matter how you pretend, isn't it still to complete the task?If the task cannot be completed, what kind of disguise is there, and what is the point?
Ahead, it seemed to be the edge of the village.There was only one dilapidated looking house over there.Qingwa's footsteps didn't stop, his mind was constantly focused on things, on the contrary, he looked more like a refugee who was too hungry and tired, so he was indifferent to all kinds of outside world.

He walked on.When he was about to pass the dilapidated courtyard, he turned his head and took a look.

It was said to be a yard, but in fact it was just an open space surrounded by a fence, with a mud-brick house and a thatched roof in the middle.In the yard, there is a small vegetable field, but it seems that no one has watered it for a long time, and it is almost dry.

It was only when Qingwa cast her gaze towards the door of the house that she noticed that there was an old man in that yard.The old man was leaning halfway on the door frame, as if he was basking in the sun, but the little sunshine on his body made her squint her eyes slightly.

Another old woman who lost her husband and son... Qingwa sighed and continued walking forward without stopping.He has seen too many people like this.Although the Great Qin was unified, the war did not stop.

Nearby, there are southern expeditions to Baiyue, and far away, there are defenses against the Huns.Great wars come every few years, and the small-scale battles to clean up the remnants of the six countries have never stopped.Many elderly people of this age lost their husbands in the same war in which Qin destroyed the Six Kingdoms, and then lost their sons in various subsequent wars.

Of course, the recruitment of the Daqin army is not so strict.People with disabilities are not recruited.The only child in the family, do not recruit.There are as many brothers as there are, and the youngest brother is not recruited.There are elderly people in the family, and those over 70 years old are not recruited.

However, even so, after so many years, there are always exceptions of one kind or another.Qingwa has seen that in a family, the eldest brother went out to join the army, while the younger brother who stayed at home died of illness.The eldest brother who received the news could have retired from the army for the reason of supporting his mother.But he was killed when he was attacked by enemy troops on his way home.Thus, nowhere for old people appeared.

For Daqin, there are many such people.However, I can't take care of it.

This old man seems to be in the same situation... Qingwa sighed in his heart. Although his heart was touched, he was still powerless after all... If it was the lord... maybe...

However, just as Qingwa was about to leave, the old man's voice suddenly came from the yard: "Wait, are you hungry?"

Qingwa was taken aback.Walking all the way like this, almost everyone who saw him was afraid to avoid him.Although Qingwa felt a little sad in her heart, she could actually understand.It's just that he never expected that those people in the prime of life ignored him, but an old man who was alone at home and struggling to make ends meet, would take the initiative to speak up.

"Son, don't be so stingy with noodles! You've been hungry for a long time, you're going to starve to death! Come in, I'll give you some pancakes!"

Qingwa was silent for a moment, then pushed open the so-called "courtyard gate" made of a few wooden sticks, and walked in.

The old man smiled, held on to the door frame, and stood up with difficulty: "Wait, wait, I'll get you something." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked in tremblingly, caressing the room for a while, Grabbing two pieces of cake in his hand, he walked out.

"Boy, don't be disgusted! Although the pancakes are hard, only hard things can fill your stomach and build strength!" The old man waved to Qingwa, beckoning him to go over, and took the pancake in his hand.

Qingwa was a little silent.Such an old man has long since lost the ability to farm, and there must not be much food in his hands.These two pancakes would be enough for two days if she was allowed to eat them by herself.And if Qingwa ate the pancakes... then what will the old man eat for the next two days?
But if I don't eat... I am a refugee now... The refugee sees something, but he doesn't eat it... Then his disguise will be self-defeating...

Qingwa hesitated.This hesitation fell into the eyes of the old man.

A smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face. She took a few steps forward and stuffed the pancake into Qingwa's hand.

"Boy, don't think so much! Eat what you should eat. You young people are much more important than us old people!"

"Grandma, I ate, what do you eat?" Qingwa's face was a little tangled.Following Qin Mu, he was actually not short of food. Even though he was on the road these days, the food was not as good as in the prison garden, but he was never hungry.

The old man looked at him and shook his head: "I'm old, I don't have that much appetite... I'll be full after a little."

Qing Wa looked at him, as if realizing something.The old man can't eat it, so who is this pancake made for?
(End of this chapter)