0p0 Chapter 225 It’s scary to think about it carefully
Chapter 225 It’s scary to think about it carefully
Many people didn't react at all and only heard a scream.
It's gone, gone.
Wu Youcai stretched out his hands stupidly, kneeling on the edge of the cliff looking in the direction where his parents disappeared.
He didn't understand what his mother said at all.
What I don’t understand even more is why my aunt’s marriage was manipulated by my mother.
It was not until the screams were heard that Wu Youcai came to his senses.
But it was too late.
Dad pulled mom off the cliff.
They became completely orphans and no one wanted them anymore, and their younger brothers and sisters were missing.
Where should he go to find someone?
His eyes were blank, he was penniless, and he was powerless.
What is the next step?
The thought of a woman whom Wu Youcai hadn’t thought of for a long time flashed through his mind.
After the woman was humiliated, it was her mother who took care of her.
He suddenly committed suicide by jumping off a cliff overnight.
Wu Youcai was terrified when he thought about it, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
But he was unwilling to admit that his mother would be that kind of person.
The refugees who were eating melons all shook their heads and left. It is true that there are all kinds of birds in a big forest.
Women with vicious hearts are even more unacceptable.
You never know when it will harm your own family.
...
"Tsk tsk tsk, there's nothing exciting to see.
This is a person's fate. If the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, you must not die at five o'clock."
Wang Qiumin, who came over from the cliff, watched the whole process.
He can only say that you can't judge a book by its cover.
If a woman is too jealous, it will only hurt others and herself in the end.
When Wang Qiu Ming passed by Wu Youcai, he smacked his lips.
“As a man, you have to be responsible.
Don't be like a baby who can't live without his mother's arms all day. "
"Hahaha, it's such a happy thing to have my mother hug me!" Refugee A laughed with his head raised.
“We lonely men can’t even find a mother to hold us.
While you have a mother, you should cherish her!
But you have to distinguish right from wrong and not just listen to your mother, or you will be kicked off the bed by your wife."
"Hehehe...whoever gives me milk is my mother."
"Quack quack..."
A group of refugees built their own happiness on the sorrow of others.
Wu Youcai was so numb and lifeless that he would never listen to what the refugees said.
When the noise around him faded away, he slowly stood up and tentatively stretched his foot toward the cliff.
In the end, I couldn't make up my mind because of cowardice.
Looking at the invisible cliff, he whispered.
"Mom and Dad, I will live well and try my best to find my brothers and sisters."
After saying this, Wu Youcai left resolutely.
His brother and sister-in-law were separated here, and he had to go back to find them.
...
The imperial city was filled with shouts and cries of killing, which made people panic.
The refugees who were looking for news dared not get close after hearing the deafening shouts and cries of killing.
For the sake of their own lives, everyone ran away in fear.
The imperial city at this moment was a fire pit for them.
The benefits of free land distribution can no longer keep refugees who are eager to settle down.
The refugees had only one thought in their minds: run.
The further you run, the better.
Some people even hate their parents for not giving them two more legs.
The mountains and plains are full of refugees fleeing, and the slightest movement can scare people half to death.
...
An army without any identification emerged from the mountains and plains.
If you look closely, you will find that their right arms are wrapped with white scarves. The refugees call them the "White Scarf" Army.
The White Turban Army rushed at the refugees with knives and guns, hacking them down without mercy.
If Lin Shu were here, she would definitely say that this army came here to fight for lives.
Or murder to silence the witness.
Using refugees' heads to claim military merit was common in this chaotic era.
The refugees surrounded by the White Turban Army fell one by one.
Even children of a few years old were not spared. It was truly a massacre without any chance of resistance.
...
Noon.
In the bare grove, Lin Hongyi picked up a small bundle of firewood, and Lin Shu dragged back a bunch of dry vines of varying thicknesses.
"Xiao Shitou, what are you doing with the vine?" Lin Hongyi asked in confusion.
He lay down in front of the pile of firewood and blew on the firewood to light the tinder.
Carefully nurture the flame and let it burn slowly.
"Weaving a backpack."
Lin Shu looked at her elder brother with resentment. This guy would always wrap her with cloth strips.
It greatly affects her performance, do you understand?
Not only is it dangerous, it's also very embarrassing.
"Haha, big brother, I'll make it up now. Go bake two pancakes and sweet potatoes."
Lin Hongyi immediately thought of his own rude behavior and dared not look at his younger sister directly.
Lin Shu was treated like a real child and was carried around more than once or twice.
People with thick skin can accept it, but still feel awkward.
After all, he has a mature soul and treats himself as a child when facing Lin Erzhuang, so he doesn't have any psychological burden.
I felt a little embarrassed when facing Lin Hongyi, who was younger than me!
Lin Hongyi, who didn't know what was going on, was afraid that his younger sister would be angry, so he just focused on his work.
To weave a backpack, rattan alone is not enough, it needs a supporting point to take shape.
He cut some thumb-thick twigs and roasted them over the fire. Two thumb-thick twigs miraculously bent into arcs in his hands.
Lin Shu nodded and secretly praised the good craftsmanship.
He rummaged around in his thick cotton-padded jacket and pulled out four black-flour cakes, which he skewered on sticks and roasted, and then threw a few sweet potatoes into the fire.
The dark pancakes are a mixture of sorghum flour, corn flour, a small amount of wheat bran, and flour, and the dough is kneaded with vegetable juice.
No matter what you do, the color is so dark that you can't tell the real material.
After cooling, it still hurts your teeth when you take a bite, but fortunately the taste is acceptable.
Lin Shu didn’t know what the black bread that the refugees ate was made of, but she couldn’t agree with the taste.
After all, she had never eaten it, so of course she didn't know what it tasted like.
She picked up a black pancake, patted off the burnt part, and tore off a small piece to chew slowly.
Take a sip of water from time to time to relieve the discomfort caused by dryness.
Tear open the finger-thick pancake and secretly stuff a few pickled radish strips in it.
The first bite is chewy and crispy, and it becomes delicious in an instant.
She made a black pancake in the same way and handed it to Lin Hongyi.
"Eat it while it's hot, brother. You won't be able to chew it if it gets cold."
Lin Hongyi was flattered and wiped his hands on his cotton coat, smiling innocently.
"The pancakes that Little Stone bakes are absolutely delicious, unlike my big brother who always burns them."
Lin Hongyi took a big bite and immediately felt the difference in the pancake.
He glanced around alertly and saw that everyone who was staying here was busy preparing lunch.
Burn the hanging pot, bake pancakes, and cook porridge.
A gust of wind blew by, and the smell of noodles overflowed.
He looked over curiously, wondering who dared to cook noodles at this time.
It turned out that there was a carriage next to which a maid was cooking noodles on a small stove.
The woman in the carriage was wearing a veil and simple clothes.
Looking at the smoking stove, his lips moved slightly.
The coarse noodles are a rarity here.
How can I eat without even an egg and a slice of ham?
Madam Qiu secretly sighed, wondering how such a beautiful girl could have fallen to this state.
The master hurriedly put her and her two children into a carriage, and escorted them to the south by ten guards.
She was repeatedly warned not to return to the imperial city without a handwritten letter from the master.
Madam Qiu had guessed that there was a change in the palace, and if they were not careful, the whole family would be executed or exiled.
How she wished the master could go with them, but the master said he had things he had to do.