"Little sister, what are you looking at instead of sleeping?" Jiang Wei asked puzzledly.

Jiang Huaixu looked carefully and murmured softly, "I'm looking at ways to make money."

Jiang Wei immediately became alert. She sat up suddenly, but she didn't expect that her big movement directly put out the fire, and the tent was plunged into darkness.

She groped her way to sit next to Jiang Huaixu and asked in a low voice:

"How to make money? Little sister, we're still fleeing famine, what can you do?"

"I can't do anything, I just think about it." Jiang Huaixu touched Jiang Wei's head, "Sister, let's go to sleep and make a lot of money in our dreams."

Jiang Wei:...

Jiang Wei did have a dream that day. In the dream, she became a rich lady with countless dowries. But she seemed to be in great pain in the dream. After waking up, her chest was stuffy and uncomfortable. Her youngest sister ran into the tent and stuffed a sausage into her mouth. She immediately became the happiest girl in Shili Village.

On the third day of their escape, the group finally saw someone other than themselves.

Village chief Jiang and village chief Zheng immediately went over to greet them with smiles on their faces, and the other villagers sat or lay down, taking the opportunity to rest.

While listening to Fu Tuan retelling the speeches of the village chief and the herbalist, Jiang Huaixu took off his straw sandals, took out the ointment wrapped in oil paper from the small backpack, cleaned the wounds on his feet, applied the ointment, and finally put on gauze patches.

Everyone in the family got a portion of the ointment, even Yun Qi got one. It turned out that he brought it back from the county.

After treating his wound, Jiang Huaixu listened to most of the conversation between the village chiefs and the herbalists.

The man was from a nearby village and was surprised to see so many of them fleeing the famine, but he didn't ask any questions. The two village chiefs immediately took the opportunity to ask him what was happening outside. The herbalist scratched his head wistfully and told him about the situation outside.

Just after the flood disaster, another flood came, and many people died. The survivors were also worried. Although there were rumors that taxes would be exempted this year, it was just "rumors" after all. People have to eat to survive. All the grain harvested in autumn this year was flooded. How can there be any harvest?

Many people believed that the current emperor's illegitimate rise to power had angered the heavens. Otherwise, how could the Great Jin Dynasty, barely ten years after its founding, have been struck by thunder and lightning, one after another, without a moment's respite?

Well, some people are thinking of going out to find a way to survive and want to escape to other states, but most people still choose to stay.

The conversation between the three people was fragmented and complicated, and Jiang Huaixu could only pick out the key points.

At their current speed, they still had two days to travel to Zhangzhou. Once they crossed Zhangzhou, they would be able to leave Huai'an Prefecture.

"Sister Xu!"

Hearing someone calling her, Jiang Huaixu looked up and saw Tian Ya and Jiang Rong running towards her. They each held a wreath with morning glories and dandelions on it.

Tian Ya pulled Jiang Rong and ran to Jiang Huaixu, raised her hand and put the wreath on Jiang Huaixu's head.

"Sister Ah Xu, Tian Ya made this herself!"

Jiang Huaixu raised his hand to support her, smiling, "Thank you, Tianya."

Jiang Rong took small steps forward and raised her little hand, as if she wanted to put the messy wreath in her hand on Jiang Huaixu's head.

Jiang Wei, who had been half asleep with her eyes squinting, saw it and didn't dislike it. She rubbed against Jiang Huaixu and said to Jiang Rong, "Rong Jie'er, your second cousin has it on her head, but I don't have it yet. Put it on me."

She lowered her head and waited, but did not feel Jiang Rong's movement. When she looked up, she saw two wreaths on Jiang Huaixu's head.

Jiang Wei refused and tried to take it off Jiang Huaixu's head. Jiang Huaixu did not stop her and let the three of them play together.

In the crowd, a pair of unfriendly eyes silently watched this scene, and the malice in the eyes almost solidified into substance.

Jiang Huaixu noticed something and looked sharply in the direction of the gaze, but he did not find the source of the gaze.

She looked away, took off the wreath on her head and put it on Jiang Wei's head, "Here, here, here, both are for you."

At the same time, he was communicating with Futuan, "Did you catch anyone looking at me just now?"

Totoro Tuanzi stretched lazily. [Host, that person was at your three o'clock position. It happened in an instant. I didn't catch the specific person.]

The three o'clock direction is the direction Jiang Huaixu was looking at just now. The shade of the trees is densest there, and there are naturally many people. It's the same as saying nothing.

She didn't know who in the team secretly disliked her, but she knew those who were openly displeased. Jiang Huaixu curled his lips and put the matter behind him for the time being.

After the herbalists left, the group did not stay any longer and continued on their way. Because they took a shortcut, the roads they took were either mountain paths or overgrown with weeds. Although the journey was a little difficult, it was a good opportunity for Jiang Huaixu. He quietly collected a lot of medicinal plants. After three or four days, his points were almost two million.

It was already halfway through the fifth day of fleeing famine when they arrived at a bamboo forest outside Zhangzhou City. Jiang Huaixu took off the straw hat on his head and looked in the direction of Zhangzhou City... Well, it was too short and too far away, and he couldn't see anything.

"Let's leave it at that for today. Everyone should have a good rest tonight. We will rest in this bamboo forest for half a day tomorrow. If anyone wants to go to Zhangzhou City to buy something..." Village chief Zheng was stuck because he saw Jiang Zhengmao winking at him.

"That's it." He hurriedly finished his closing remarks and pulled Jiang Zhengmao aside.

"Brother Jiang, you just now..." What?

After spending a few days together, he found that Jiang Zhengmao was a very sharp-tongued guy. He would never say anything bad to someone's face, but instead let him be the good guy and he would jump out to be the bad guy.

In the final analysis, it was all Li Qiufen and her mother's fault, otherwise he wouldn't have been captured by the people of Shili Village!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!