Chapter 310 The Lame Old Man
Song Moting nodded hurriedly.
"Okay, big brother, as long as you provide us with food, we'll do anything. We haven't had a meal in a few days. We've only been eating rabbit meat for a long time. We want to vomit when we see meat."
He is just an honest country boy.
The leader waved his hand.
"Alright, alright, look at how smelly you are, don't get so close to me, Old Wang, come here! I'll give you three people, let them live with you, you just have to look after them, and you'll have enough food, but you have to work."
An old man quietly came out from the corner of the wall.
He was dressed in tattered clothes.
If you don’t know, you might think it’s just a pile of rags and you can’t tell there’s a person inside.
"Come on, the three of you follow me."
The old man shouted silently, turned and left.
Song Moting pulled Zhang Baocheng and Jiang Xiaoxiao and hurriedly followed the old man into the small room at the back.
When I walked into the room, I found that there was a big kang against the wall, and a stove next to it.
It looks more like a kitchen.
The old man’s bedding should be here, against the wall.
The room was still warm, probably because of the cooking.
There was a lot of mess on the stove.
There are cabbage, potatoes, radishes, and even various kinds of meat.
There are also oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
Although the house was dark and dirty, all three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
At least not with those people.
Song Moting glanced at the old man, who had a head full of white hair and was in tatters.
Inconspicuous.
If I wasn't with these people, I would look more like a beggar on the street.
The old man lit the stove and pointed at Song Moting.
"Come and light the fire. Who among you knows how to cut vegetables? Go and prepare them! We'll be eating soon."
Jiang Xiaoxiao agreed, "I will!"
Trying hard to make your voice sound muffled.
The situation is unclear now, and I must not reveal my identity as a woman, otherwise I will be in big trouble.
Zhang Baocheng followed Jiang Xiaoxiao silently. The two of them cut the cabbage and potatoes, washed them, and then put them directly into the big pot. The big pot contained potatoes stewed with cabbage, some vermicelli, and ready-made meat.
The old man basically boiled it in water. Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes twitched when she saw how it was prepared.
But fortunately, these things are all cooked and edible.
However, Jiang Xiaoxiao was not impressed by its taste from the bottom of her heart.
Then, the old man put a lid on the big pot and placed the big white steamed buns directly on the lid.
It can be seen that one of the bags in the corner is filled with big white steamed buns, and the other two bags should be filled with grain.
Jiang Xiaoxiao put the steamed buns out while observing carefully.
It seems that these people have been here for a few days. They must have been using this place as a base and poaching here.
As luck would have it, they bumped into us.
Considering how brutal these people are, who would treat execution as a joke?
No one would trust their life to them.
In other words, they are useful now, but once they are no longer useful, these people may kill to silence them.
What kind of luck is this? It was bad enough that I just fell down the mountain, and now I ran into a group of bad guys.
If you want to poach, then just poach. Why stay anywhere else but on the road they must pass by?
This luck is really amazing. She knew her hands were black, but she didn't expect her legs were also black.
She was looking at it silently when suddenly a pair of big hands touched her face and wiped her face with a wet towel.
Jiang Xiaoxiao turned around suddenly and met the old man's shrewd eyes.
He quickly lowered his head and hid his face in the rabbit fur scarf around his neck.
Shrink your shoulders and avoid it.
She couldn't show her face. Once she wiped it clean, everyone would be able to tell that she was a woman.
Song Moting interrupted hurriedly, "Master, are these steamed buns enough?"
The old man looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao meaningfully, his eyes shining, and turned his head to look at the big white steamed buns in the pot, which were so full that they filled up an entire pot.
He nodded and put the lid on the big pot.
The old man pointed to the kang table.
"Move that table away from the kang, and sleep on that side of the kang. Eat first, and rest tonight. You will get up and work early tomorrow morning."
Jiang Xiaoxiao hurried over to work. She couldn't let anyone discover any clues at this time.
He took the opportunity to wipe some dust from the kang and touched his face.
Make your hair more unkempt.
Song Moting observed the old man.
The old man no longer paid attention to Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Only then can I let go.
They waited until the aroma wafted from the pot.
The old man simply opened the lid of the pot, found a large basin, put the steamed buns in it, and directed Song Moting to bring the steamed buns over. Then he asked Zhang Baocheng to get a large basin and take out all the vegetables in the pot, leaving only a little bit of vegetables in the pot.
Looks like one bowl at most.
Four steamed buns were left, apparently this was their meal.
Zhang Baocheng looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao with a bitter face. He really didn't want to serve these dishes to those people. When he saw those people, his legs trembled.
But Jiang Xiaoxiao was the only girl left in the room, and he couldn't ask this female educated youth to send her off.
If the female educated youth were discovered by these people, she would be in trouble sooner or later.
After all, he is also a human being.
Zhang Baocheng gritted his teeth and walked away with the vegetable bowl in his hand.
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the old man. Now there were only two of them in the kitchen, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.
"Just take a bowl and eat your food. I'm telling you, don't even think about running away. They've set traps all around this cabin. If you're not careful, someone could die. Most people can't get out."
The old man said a few words coldly, turned around and walked out.
Jiang Xiaoxiao then realized that the old man seemed to be limping when he walked and one of his legs was lame.
Based on her many years of experience, this lame leg was not an old injury, but must have been acquired recently.
Could it be that... ?
Jiang Xiaoxiao shuddered.
If this old man was also caught by these people, then they would have no chance of escaping.
Song Moting ran back in a hurry.
He was the only person these people recognized. He brought the steamed buns in, held him back, and talked for a long time. He was very anxious, fearing that the old man would discover the identity of his wife.
It's totally unrealistic to take action now. If the three of them want to escape from here without any casualties, it would be a dream for him alone.
The only way to deal with the current situation is to use wits.
Of course, the premise is that your wife is not exposed.
Song Moting was restless and responded to these people perfunctorily. He hurriedly found an excuse and ran over.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw that Jiang Xiaoxiao was the only one there.
The old man is not here.
Then he asked Jiang Xiaoxiao in a low voice.
"Where are you? Are you okay?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao came over,
"I'm fine. The old man didn't do anything to me, but what he said just now made me a little worried. He said that these people had set traps around the house, and if someone didn't know the road conditions, it would be impossible to get out.
And I just noticed that the old man's limp. It's not an old injury, which means he was injured recently. I suspect that this old man was also captured by these people."
Song Moting pondered, if that were the case, it would be terrible.
He was also planning to get some information from the old man if the old man was also captured by these people.
Then you have to find a way out on your own.
Things seem to be getting complicated.
(End of this chapter)
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