Chapter 647: The Soft-Hearted God
The woman was so happy that even the refugees behind her took a step forward.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the convoy has been surrounded.
"Instead of living in agony, why don't I send her off first?" He looked around with murderous intent on his face.
"If you want to try it, just come forward. I will definitely not let you feel any pain!" Zhuifeng said coldly.
The woman shuddered while holding the child, then turned around and hid in the crowd.
Seeing his ferocious appearance, the refugees retreated in fear and dared not approach him again.
As the refugees dispersed, Zhuifeng's eyes flashed slightly and his palms were filled with cold sweat.
Although he is a demon, he is unwilling to commit murder without reason.
Being able to scare the refugees with bad words is undoubtedly the best option.
It was already noon, and the sun was distorting the air.
Although the temperature in the carriage was pleasant, everyone was holding the food in their hands and couldn't swallow it. Even Shanshan carefully drank up all the milk in the jug. He held the biscuit in his little hands and ate it cleanly, even the crumbs that fell on the mat were eaten up cleanly.
"Let's go to the front and take a rest." After looking around, Zhuifeng rested in front of a hillside.
The refugees always seemed to follow the convoy, but were frightened by the ferocity of the chasers and dared not get close.
As the convoy rested, the refugees also rested around.
When Lu Chaochao and Shanshan got off the carriage, the refugees' eyes were shining.
Lu Chaochao was as cute as ice and snow when she was born, and Shanshan was also white and plump, which showed that they had enough food and had not suffered any hardship.
All eyes were looking at Lu Chaochao.
Seeing Zhu Mo helping the pregnant A Wu out of the carriage, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on her.
As soon as the carriage stopped, the refugees scattered in search of food. But most of them surrounded the convoy and were unwilling to leave. After a while, conflicts began to break out all around.
"I saw this wild fruit first, don't snatch it away!"
"Whoever picks it first gets it!"
A dry wild fruit with little moisture was passed around several times among the refugees, who fought over it and left them with bloody heads.
Finally, one of the men, relying on the help of his brothers, held the fruit tightly.
He squeezed out a little bit of juice and dripped it into the mouth of his mother who had already fainted.
"Go find some water!" the man roared.
There was no water source along the way, and countless people had already collapsed.
Shanshan was wearing a short shirt. She staggered a few steps, stepped on gravel, and fell to the ground. Little Shanshan, who was wearing open-crotch pants, cried out miserably: "Ah..."
"Hot, hot, hot..." The little guy climbed up in a hurry. The white buttocks are red from the heat...
The nurse hurried forward and took him by the hand.
Shanshan had tears on her face: "It's cooked... it's cooked..."
"Is your butt cooked?" he asked his nurse while crying.
The wet nurse was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Ever since the young master could walk, he refused to allow himself to be led by hand. The ground was scorching hot and we suffered a great loss.
"It's not cooked yet, don't worry." The wet nurse couldn't help but laugh.
During the rest period, several conflicts broke out among the refugees.
Even the few yellow and green weeds hidden in the corners and not discovered by the locusts were eaten and broken into pieces.
He stuffed the grass and mud on it into his mouth with all his might.
He rolled his eyes in choking, but did not dare to hesitate for the moment.
There was no grass growing on the hillside, but people were quickly turning over rocks on the mountain.
Shanshan held her sister's clothes tightly, looked at the people in the distance with puzzled eyes, and searched for white stones everywhere on the mountain. I saw them hiding the stones in their arms with great care, until noon when they could no longer bear it and found a corner to sit down.
Crush the small white stones little by little.
Then put a handful of it into your mouth.
His mouth was dry and he chewed the food with a crunching sound. After a long time, he stared with his eyes wide open and stretched his neck to swallow it with difficulty.
Shanshan was shocked: "Stones? Eat?"
He glanced at the small stones on the ground, tilted his head, and picked up one curiously.
The little hand quickly stuffed into his mouth.
As soon as I took a bite, my mouth was filled with mud, which was so dry and crunchy that I couldn't swallow it.
"Puh, puh, puh... ugh..." The wet nurse was frightened out of her wits by him. She rushed up and made him lie on her legs, then slapped the Guanyin soil out of his mouth.
"Little ancestor, how dare you eat anything!"
"This stuff, once you eat it you can't poop it out, it's fatal!" The wet nurse was angry and anxious.
Shanshan pointed to the distance, and the nurse sighed softly: "In the year of natural disasters, there is no room for choice."
Along the way, even the tree roots buried deep underground were dug up. The roots with juice can save lives in years of disaster. Some refugees would throw one into their mouths from time to time, which would allow them to stay alive temporarily.
"This is Guanyin soil. After you eat it, it will swell up in your stomach and you will feel full."
"But this thing can be eaten but cannot be digested. In the past, during disaster years, some people's stomachs swelled and they suffocated to death."
Lu Chaochao stood up and said, "I'll walk around."
Zhuifeng stood up immediately and said, "I'll go with you." In years of famine, the lives of women and children were not calculated.
It's considered as spare food.
Lu Chaochao shook his head: "I know what you are thinking, but the Chaoyang Sword in my hand is not a vegetarian either."
Zhuifeng hesitated for a moment and had to retreat.
A Wu stood up, held her waist and took two steps. The eyes of people around her immediately fell on her belly.
Zhu Mo glared back fiercely, not daring to move a step.
Lu Chaochao had only taken a few steps when he felt a figure approaching from behind.
She walked around the hill and found a dry river. There is no water in the river anymore, but there is a lot of silt.
Some refugees were standing barefoot in the mud digging for loaches. The woman who had just asked Zhuifeng for help was standing there with her face covered in mud.
She was vaguely embarrassed by her bare feet and arms, but she didn't care in order to save her life.
The woman took a look at her and saw that although she was wearing simple clothes, the material was quite luxurious. She has fair and round skin and is dressed beautifully, as dazzling as a fairy from heaven.
The woman couldn't help but look at the skinny child on the shore.
Same person but different fates, as if standing at two extremes.
Lu Chaochao remained silent and walked upstream along the river. The further we walked, the silt became drier and harder. There are fewer and fewer refugees...
She was small in stature and moved quickly through the dry grass, and soon the refugees lost her.
Lu Chaochao stood by the river.
There is a huge puddle here, but the bottom has been seen now and there is no trace of moist soil.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Put your hand into the pit.
A drop of crystal clear water rolled from the fingertips into the pit.
The space is filled with spiritual springs, which contain many small fish and shrimps, and now they come in handy.
The riverbed has dried up so much that any more water will be absorbed by the soil. The spiritual spring is not enough to support a river, so it can only hide the water in the pit.
The fat and tender fish swam around in the water, wag their tails.
Lu Chaochao took a look and left quickly.
“I found the water source!”
Lu Chaochao returned to the hillside and screamed at the top of his lungs, and the refugees stood up one after another.
“There are so many fish in the puddle…” the little girl shouted, pointing in the direction of the puddle.
Natural disasters are cruel, but the kind-hearted God will bestow blessings.
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