flee from famine!After being forced to sell to a rough man, I counterattacked

Chapter 3 Walking like a crotch

What's more, in their direction there is the Huxiao Cliff, which can be called a natural moat.

It was a bottomless mass grave, and countless people died there.

Qin Min tried his best to remember the surrounding environment. If he had the opportunity to run out, he might be able to use it.

Several men followed behind her, their faces gradually became a little strange.

Qin Min was injured and hungry, so he walked slowly.

They followed her, and their steps were forced to be small, and they seemed to be stuck in the crotch when they walked.

Finally, someone couldn't help but said: "Head, if we walk like this, we won't be able to go back after a day and a night."

Qin Min walked even slower.

She was tired, hungry and injured, and her speed was so slow, if they disliked her, they would throw her away.

Liang Dawei loosened his shoulders, "Forget it, I'll carry her away."

Qin Min clenched her fists, she doesn't want it!
Fu Minglai didn't stop him, he just interjected casually, "Be careful, be careful that she spits all over you."

Liang Dawei froze upon hearing this, he doesn't want it!
"Then what should I do, I can't really walk for a day and a night, can I?"

What else can be done.

Fu Minglai clicked his tongue softly, took a big step, walked behind Qin Min, and picked her up like a child.

Qin Min was caught off guard, and hurriedly grabbed the strong shoulders to stabilize his body, startled and angry.

"You...what are you doing!"

Fu Minglai didn't bother to talk to her, and walked towards the deep mountain indifferently, and didn't care about the expressions of the men behind him who saw him hugging her like a ghost.

Qin Min couldn't shake off that steel-like arm, gritted his teeth and said again, "You let me down! I can walk by myself."

Her vision was suddenly raised by more than one meter, and she always felt uneasy about falling, which was far less comfortable than walking down-to-earth by herself.

Fu Minglai didn't even give her a look.

Qin Min stared at that tough face.

But I have to admit that after he picked her up, their speed increased by at least five times, as fast as riding a bicycle.

Qin Min was afraid of falling, so he had to hold on to his sackcloth tightly.

But he didn't expect that his sackcloth was loose, and when he grabbed it, the neckline opened a little, revealing a honey-colored bulging chest.

Fu Minglai gave her a sideways look, and then said, "If I don't let you down, you will take off my clothes?"

Qin Min really had the urge to look at him sharply from the side, and stretched out his paw, "Then can you let me down?"

Fu Minglai said casually, "Go ahead and pick it up."

Qin Min choked, retracted his paw resentfully, and held back for a long time before he could say, "...shameless."

Is this person really ancient?

Why is it more open than a modern person like her?

It is completely different from the ancients she knew from history books and TV dramas.

Even those ancient people in the original owner's impression, including the original owner's husband and the original owner's villagers, are quite different.

Those ancient people strictly adhered to all kinds of feudal ideas, and would be ashamed to show their arms. How could they let people take off their clothes indifferently like him.

They walked several kilometers of barren land under the sun, and their bodies were hot.

Although Qin Min wasn't tired from being hugged, it was so hot that he could stick his tongue out like a dog, and he might suffer from heat stroke if he continued to expose himself to the sun.

She caught a glimpse of the withered grass on the ground, and her eyes flickered slightly.

It seems that there are books teaching how to weave straw hats and fans in her space.

"Hey, can you pull those grass and give it to me?"

Qin Min patted Fu Minglai on the shoulder.

I don't know if the shoulder is made of stone, it hurt her hand...

Fu Minglai didn't say anything, supported her, leaned over and picked a few bunches of grass and threw them into her arms.

Qin Min was happy, she thought he still wouldn't talk to her.

She closed her eyes and went into the space to find books, memorized the straw hat weaving method, then went out of the space and picked up a few straws to weave.

After finally making up a good beginning, the grass is gone.

Qin Min didn't want to tear Fu Minglai's clothes, and didn't want to pat him on the shoulder, so he clenched his fist and lightly beat his chest.

"Hey, pull some more grass for me."

Fu Minglai caught a glimpse of the unformed braid in her arms, raised his eyebrows slightly, and pulled some grass for her without saying anything.

Every time she ran out of grass, he would throw in some more.

Qin Min couldn't help feeling embarrassed when he looked at the polygonal straw hat with several holes missing.

so ugly.

pretty ugly.

What the hell.

Liang Dawei looked at it curiously, and recognized it as a straw hat, his eyes lit up, "Little lady, can you knit a straw hat?"

Qin Min was holding that tattered straw hat, and he couldn't nod his head in good conscience.

Liang Dawei saw that she was still holding it in her hand and didn't wear it, so he said coyly: "Little lady, if you don't want this straw hat, can you give it to me?"

Fu Minglai looked at him coolly, wishful thinking, he pulled out the grass, she wove the hat, how could it be his turn——

Qin Min handed the straw hat to Liang Dawei, she wanted to weave a better one for her own use.

Liang Dawei put on the straw hat, and without the scorching sun, he immediately felt different, "Young lady made it really well, it's much cooler now."

Fu Minglai looked away expressionlessly.

Qin Min pulled his lips, looked at Fu Minglai, and said warmly, "Pull some more weeds for me."

Fu Minglai turned a deaf ear to it.

Qin Min had some doubts on his face, and gave him another slap, "Hey, can you pull some weeds for me?"

Fu Minglai didn't even look at her.

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to pull weeds, Qin Min regretted giving Liang Dawei the straw hat, "Don't you want to wear a straw hat? Let me make you one. It will be much more comfortable if you don't wear a straw hat in the sun."

Fu Minglai just took a look at her, then glanced around, trying to pick some better weeds.

Liang Dawei threw some grass in a naive manner, "Little lady, make it up, and I will pick it for you."

Qin Min breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

Fu Ming came to see that she had grown up, so he didn't bother with it anymore.

Qin Min became more proficient this time, and made an extra-large straw hat.

She put it on and took it off lazily. The straw hat was more prickly and heavy than she had imagined, and it was uncomfortable to wear.

She simply put the straw hat on Fu Minglai's head, just covering her.

Fu Minglai didn't say anything, a little surprise flashed in his heart, he didn't expect her to have such skills, this straw hat is more useful than it looks on the outside.

Others also want straw hats, but they are not familiar with Qin Min, nor are they as thick-skinned as Liang Dawei, so they can't say so.

Qin Min didn't care what they thought.

Seeing that there was still some grass left in her bosom, she entered the space and wrote down the weaving method of the grass fan in the book. Before leaving the space, she drank a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water to cool off the heat.

Don't worry about running out of medicines in the space.

In addition to books, her space is almost full of medicines and medical equipment.

She is a doctor, and she treats patients and saves lives in her daily work. Besides, she is also responsible for the disposal of expired medicines and medical equipment that are about to become obsolete.

Those medicines and equipment are valuable, but they can no longer be used because they are about to expire.

She felt it was a pity and simply moved those medicines and equipment into the space.

The space is static, and those medicines and equipment will not expire when they are put into the space.

(End of this chapter)