Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 1770 We Are Really Fleeing Famine, Not Bandits (52)

It's just that this is someone else's family business after all, and it's not easy for outsiders to say anything, let alone interfere.

What's more, Qiao's third daughter-in-law gave birth to a foolish daughter in her first child, which was too unlucky, and no one dared to get too close to her.

"What then?"

"Later, for some reason, Sanya came back with a pannier on her back, and then I heard a mess inside, one crying for a while, and the other calling for father and mother, and I also heard someone shouting 'This girl is crazy'."

"Could it be that Sanya has gone crazy?"

However, although Sanya is stupid, she never goes crazy on weekdays, and she never beats or curses at others.

"Who knows? Anyway, I see that several of Old Qiao's family are not well settled today."

"Forget it, let's take care of our own home. Now on the mountain farther away, the edible sweet grass roots are almost gone, and the wild vegetables are even bald. I don't know how to live the next day."

"Yeah, if you go further, you'll be in a deep mountain. There are wolves eating people in that deep mountain. I heard that there are also big bugs, bears and blind people. Going there is a dead end."

But if you don't go, this day will be hard to survive.

God, this is no way for people to live!
"Hey, I heard that many refugees came to the town, and they all came from the west. I don't know if it's true or not."

"The designation is true. My natal nephew and daughter-in-law sent me a letter yesterday, saying that there are indeed a lot of refugees here. Let me tell my head of the family to be careful and not go to the town recently."

"Hey, what should I do, those people won't come into our village!"

"No, no, we're all hungry now, and the fields and homes are all bare. Who will come?"

Nothing, what's the use of coming?

It's better to go to the town or Fucheng to try your luck, see if you can go in and talk to those rich people.

"The well at the head of our village is almost running out of water, and I don't know what happened to the well in the town, and whether there is still water coming out."

Water has been limited in the village for a long time. At the beginning, the water was carried by the head, and the nine members of his family could carry four buckets. Now they can only carry one bucket a day.

What can a barrel do?
There are only two bowls of water per person per day. In such hot weather, they are only a little closer to dying of thirst.

"It shouldn't be too much, who knows, as long as it is water and food, all of them are tightly covered."

The more the big guys talked, the more frustrated they became. All of them had sad faces, and the old people were even more depressed. They were all thinking whether to die quickly and leave a sip of water and a ration for their children and grandchildren.

……

At noon that day, sister and brother Yunmiao, plus Hui Niang, finally had a full meal for the family of three.

They used the common kitchen of Qiao's family, and the smell of chicken soup filled the air, making people salivate.

But maybe they were really frightened, or maybe they felt too ashamed. The people from Old Qiao's family did not come out to rob today, only a few words of abuse came from the window.

Some are old ladies, and some are the eldest daughter-in-law Qian.

But no matter how unwilling they were, they did not dare to take half a step out of the room.

After taking Yun Miaosai's medicine, Qiao Laosan has been in a coma.

Under Yun Miao's reminder, Hui Niang also fed Xianggong a bowl of chicken soup.

'belch'

In the hut to the west, Xiao An hiccupped after eating, and slumped on the chair while touching her round belly.

At this time, he was in the mood to ask the question that had been entangled in his heart for most of the day.

"Sister, have you been healed a long time ago, and you have never been stupid?"

Yun Miao took out a toothpick from nowhere, and lay lazily on the head of the bed.

(End of this chapter)