My whole family ran away and farmed in ancient times

Chapter 180 Digging a Trenches

Minangjiana's team searched all the nearby places, but they still didn't find any trace of Mi Wenyan's team. They dragged their tired bodies back, and followed Shi Zhixin, who was running back with a deep kick and a shallow kick. opposite.

"Second Uncle Shi, why are you alone, and my father and the others?"

"I didn't see it." Shi Zhixin's heart skipped a beat.

When he was fighting, he heard a few screams.

Minangjia stopped and rubbed her temples: "Except for you and my father's team, everyone went back, but they found nothing."

"I, I have." Shi Zhixin blushed with excitement.

"Little Yu'er, take someone with me."

Minangjia looked back at He Tao and the others, saw them nodding, and led the team to follow Shi Zhixin.

They crossed a piece of snow, walked to the right against the wind for more than ten minutes, walked forward for more than half an hour, and came to the back of a mountain bag.

Shi Zhixin squatted down and scraped away a pile of snow, revealing a hole behind the hillock.

"I found a lot of firewood here, which should have been left by passers-by (tomb robbers) before, and it has been bundled into small bundles. Let's carry a few bundles back home, and everyone can have a few hot soup."

He was alone just now and didn't dare to take the firewood out.

Originally, he was a single living person, and he was already very eye-catching. If he dragged another bundle of firewood, he and firewood would beat dogs with meat buns when they met refugees.

Go back and ask people to meet Xiao Yuer and the others, and you can take all the firewood back, hehe.

Minangjia walked over, lay down at the entrance of the cave and saw the firewood piled up in the whole space: "Yes, Second Uncle Shi, you are too good, everyone divides it up and takes it all back."

She got into the tunnel and got out the same way with the smallest bundle of firewood.

He Tao and others patted Shi Zhixin on the shoulder, brat, doing important things in a muffled voice.

Shi Zhixin was staggered a few times by them, giggling silly.

On the way of fleeing from famine, he saw that young people were contributing their strength, and he felt anxious.

He will play birthday cakes.

Everything on the road was buried on the spot, and there was no need for that thing at all, so he had no use for it.

Today, today finally let him catch up.

All the firewood on the ground was chopped down and used up, so he went down to look for it.

It took more than a dozen holes to get this harvest. Although it was hard work, he felt it was worth it when he thought that everyone could drink hot soup.

He Tao and others went in one after another, and came out carrying firewood all over their bodies.

Shi Zhixin blocked the entrance of the cave again and set up a formation on it to prevent passers-by from accidentally breaking in and dying.

"Xiao Yu'er, I have to stop, you see who will lead the way."

Minangjia was well-informed, and once she entered the cave, she knew where it was. Since Shi Zhixin recommended herself, she naturally supported: "I will lead the way, and everyone will follow."

She was walking ahead carrying a bundle of firewood. Shan Zi and Mi Wenyan wouldn't be in that tomb, would they?

Shanzi studied archaeology and had been to the tomb before, so he was much more professional than Tufuzi.

When he encountered an ancient tomb, he couldn't walk.

If that's the case, she can't promise not to kill that bastard Mi Nanshan.

Go back first, and then come over with Shi Zhixin to have a look.

Shi Zhixin escorted the team forward, always worrying that Minangjia was too young to remember the way.

As a result, the road led by others was smoother than his, the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead!
Fang Yuanwai organized a second team to go out to find someone, found Minangjia from a long distance, and ran towards them happily.

Minangka also saw them and quickened her pace.

The refugees on the side of the road were salivating over the firewood in their hands. Some sat there and weighed whether they could survive the fight, while others had already taken action.

As long as one person takes the lead in this kind of thing, countless people will emerge.

In the blink of an eye, Minangka and the others were surrounded by people.

Fang Yuanwai was so anxious that his face turned pale, and he ran over there with his troops.

Minangjia winked at He Tao and others who kept approaching him, I counted down to three, and everyone held their breath together.

She raised her right hand in the air, three, two, one.

After confirming that He Tao and the others were holding their breath, they took out the smoke bomb from the armhole, pulled the fuse and threw it on the open space in front of them.

The smoke soared into the sky, occupying that area at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The refugees who were grabbing firewood were coughing non-stop due to the smoke, and couldn't keep their eyes open.

When the smoke cleared, there was no trace of Minangka and those firewood.

No matter how unwilling they were, they could still swallow this breath, because their eyes could not be opened due to the smog, and their tears were flowing, and their already hungry bodies were even worse.

Minangjia led the team to meet up with Fang Yuanhui, who had lingering fears, and decided to send firewood back first.

So Minangjia's team walked inside, and the party members and outsiders surrounded them outside, escorting them all the way back to the camp.

Seeing that Mi Nanjia had brought back firewood, the Qingyun County famine team immediately cheered.

The joyous laughter spread far and wide, arousing the jealousy of many people nearby.

Fang Yuanwai asked them to keep their voices down, and then asked Mi Nanjia: "So much firewood will definitely attract covetousness, we have to find a way."

These few days Nan Ke was in a bad mood, Bo Guan's brother was not in Shan Zi, so he pointed at Xiao Yu'er to make up his mind.

Minangka looked around and found many people swaying towards them furtively.

"Didn't we bring farm tools? Anyone with strength went into battle to dig a trench, a trench three meters deep and one meter wide.

Block those people.

Then bury the pot in the middle to cook the soup and charcoal.

Send a team out and continue looking for my father and the others. "

"Okay." Fang Yuanwai nodded and hurriedly opened his mouth.

The team that went out to find people set off quickly. When everyone heard that trenches were going to be dug, they all expressed their willingness to contribute.

Nan Ke's father, Nan Baogen, who always thought that the farm tools he brought was a burden, but was reluctant to throw them away, his eyes lit up excitedly when he heard that he was going to dig a trench. His family's hoe finally came in handy.

Because farm equipment is limited, everyone digs trenches in relay.

The first echelon team is already in place, waiting with piercing eyes for instructions from the party members where to dig.

Fang Yuan looked at Mi Nanjia, Xiao Yuer, how do you dig?
Minangka picked up a dead branch and drew a circle on the ground.

The first person who rushed over attacked Minangjia's chest with his bare hands. He had been observing for a long time, this girl had an unusual status in this team, as long as he caught this girl, he might not be afraid of running out of firewood.

It was too late to say it, and then a few figures rushed over.

Minangjia took a step back to avoid the man, and hit his head with the stick without hesitation.

Blood sprayed to the ground, splashing a flower of blood.

The man covered his head and backed away, and was kicked to the ground by He Tao and others who rose into the air.

Nan Ke led the women's army forward and stepped on the man.

It knocked him out and didn't mean to stop.

When the women had vented enough, they retreated.

He Tao raised his kick and kicked the man who couldn't see his true face on the ground away.

This battle frightened the people behind.

Minangka knew that they would not retreat for long, the cold and hunger would make them fight to the death for firewood, and they had to hurry up and dig out the trench.

Holding the stick, she scratched across the blood on the ground, and continued to row forward.

He Tao and a few people with kung fu guarded her side to avoid the sudden incident just now.

(End of this chapter)