Yu Lanhua hadn't gotten any food from Lin Changfa, and she was sullen the whole way. During breaks, she was throwing things around and doing nothing. After scolding her several times, Lin Changfa realized she was still like that, so he had no choice but to give up. After all, she was the mother of three sons and had two grandchildren, so how could she get a divorce?

As the eldest son in the family, Lin Zijun could not help but persuade Lin Changfa: "Dad, don't be angry, Mom will be fine after a while."

"What's good about her? I think her head is covered with shit, or she has a pig's brain. She has been married to the Lin family for so many years, have we in the Lin family treated her badly?" Lin Changfa cursed angrily.

In response, Yu Lanhua smashed the two bowls in the house to the ground, snorted coldly, and turned to go to the cart.

Lin Changfa was so angry: "You bitch, I'll beat you to death today..."

Before he could finish his words, his two sons took him aside and comforted him until he calmed down.

The Lin family had plenty of energy because they were well fed, and they walked much faster than the others. Along the way, they not only overtook many disaster victims with unsteady steps, but also overtook other families' ox carts and horse carriages. Among them, the Gao family and the young wife's family followed closely, and it seemed that they were advancing and retreating with the Lin family.

The further ahead he went, the more passers-by gathered together, which was not a good thing. He kept on traveling until dark, and then Lin Rui chose a place where there were a lot of ox-horse-donkey carts and stopped there. They were all car owners, and the probability of them having bad intentions was much smaller than that of the victims.

On the way to escape famine, Lin Rui felt that the team of two ox carts from his family and one horse cart from the village head's grandfather's family was already very spectacular, but now it was still not very conspicuous in this group of car teams. There were rich people wherever he went, and the same was true on the way to escape famine. The luxurious carriages of the rich families not only hired people to guard the goods, but also had servants to serve them. Although they were a little dusty, the energy of having a full stomach could not be deceived.

Of course, these wealthy families are the most difficult to deal with. They have everything they need, and they have brought enough food and drink with them. They have dedicated people to serve them in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and their security issues are solved by their accompanying servants and slaves. In short, they have nothing to do with these people, and they look down on the groups of farmers fleeing famine like them.

It's fine to look down on someone! At least if he looked down on someone, he wouldn't be targeted. Although he coveted the rich man's things, the knives in the hands of the servants were not vegetarian. Otherwise, the rich people, like fat sheep, would have been robbed countless times, and the fat sheep would have become skinny sheep.

"Ouch!" Lin Rui grimaced in pain. His feet were covered with blisters from the continuous rush. After each journey, either Lin Changxi would prick them open for him, or Zhao Qing or Sanru would come over. The soles of his feet, which used to be soft, were now covered with a thin layer of calluses.

But such calluses are not enough to cope with the high pressure of walking, and blisters still appear frequently. Only Lin Changxi and Lin Changtai, who are used to doing farm work in the fields, have a thick layer of calluses on the soles of their feet. After walking so much, they don't get any blisters except sore calves.

Lin Rui took off the water bag hanging on his waist and took a sip. There was not much water left, so he poured it all into his mouth: "Mom, how much water is left?"

"There are still two buckets. I estimate it will be enough to last us for another two days." Feng Zhenniang replied.

Lin Rui nodded. He should think of a way to make the water in his house appear more reasonably.

Zhao Qing leaned on the unicycle and panted, pouring the little water in the water bag into his mouth. In order to avoid wasting it, he kept his head tilted back, letting the water in the water bag fall into his mouth drop by drop, without wasting any water.

"She's quarreling again! Where does our aunt-in-law get so much energy?" Qingqing was sleeping soundly in Lin Zaozao's arms, and was suddenly awakened by Yu Lanhua's high and sharp voice. She was frightened and burst into tears. This forced Lin Zaozao, who was already exhausted from walking, to cheer up and coax the child.

Ever since she met the Yu family, Yu Lanhua has been like a madman and is completely unable to leave her mother's home. Before leaving, she looked back reluctantly, but later she simply refused to leave and cried and made a fuss. Still, Lin Changfa grabbed her hair and tied her up in the car and drove away.

The three sons, Lin Zijun, Lin Zizheng, and Lin Zikun, had no way to deal with their mother. They tried their best to please her along the way, but all they got in return was Yu Lanhua calling her heartless. They couldn't understand what was wrong with their mother, and why they had no conscience. They had lived in the house their grandparents built for their father, eaten the food their parents earned from farming, and wore clothes their mother had sewn by hand. What was their relationship with the Yu family?

Is it because my mother's last name is Yu? I can be filial to my mother in the future, but Yu Lanhua and the Yu family are two different concepts. If I really agree to my mother's request and bring the Yu family in, not to mention the clan leader, the village head and the great grandfather will be the first to disagree. How long can the food of our family sustain the two families? After eating, will we have to dig wild vegetables and tree bark like the Yu family?

Yu Lanhua made an even bigger fuss when she got there. She pointed at Lin Changfa's nose and said he was blind for finding such a heartless man. Lin Changfa was too lazy to talk to his completely crazy wife. He just worked silently. His two daughters-in-law boiled water and tidied things up. Even without Yu Lanhua, the family was busy and orderly.

"Mother, I am an unfilial daughter!" Yu Lanhua's voice was shrill, and she cried with tears and snot as she looked at the dark crowd behind her.

The big blue oxen that Lin Rui and others used to pull the cart became extremely skinny due to lack of food after entering the drought area. They relied on water to stay full all day. The big blue oxen of Lin Pingmao's family would not move at all without a whip. Lin Changshou estimated that after his family's oxen stopped here, they would never be able to go on the road again.

As expected, when the call to depart was made again, the big blue ox of Lin Pingmao's family finally collapsed, staring at the owner with its dark cow eyes. Lin Pingmao wiped away tears with distress, walked to the big blue ox, stroked its eyes and said, "Old friend, there's nothing we can do in this world. I'm sorry for you. Since you came to my house, you have been busy day and night without stopping, and I still made you so tired before you leave."

The old cow roared one last time and then died completely.

Now everyone couldn't leave. Oxen had been a valuable property of farmers since ancient times. They plowed the fields when alive and ate their meat when dead. Lin Changxi, Lin Changfa, and several other brothers of the same generation took knives to bleed the oxen, shave their hair, and cut the meat.

The Gao family and the young wife's family were all envious. They only had one cow, which looked very thin, but at least it could still hold on and walk for a while. Who could be willing to eat it!

The cow's head, tail, intestines, tripe, beef and hooves were all cut, and the red cow's blood seeped into the dry ground.

Lin Rui couldn't help but ask curiously: "If we can eat pig blood and duck blood, why not cow blood?"

Lin Changshou said as he cut the meat with a sharp kitchen knife, "I'm not sure. Since our ancestors, we haven't eaten cow blood, so I don't know what it tastes like."