Selling it out is a good idea, and finding that team to trade with is the best way at the moment.
However, not all the water can be sold to them. If possible, Xiao Ling'er wants more refugees to reach their final destination.
The initiative must be in her own hands. Xiao Ling'er already had a rough plan in her mind. After making up her mind, she no longer hesitated:
"Haohao, you and A Niang stay here, I'm going to find that team to trade."
Xiao Ling'er said as she raised her leg and was about to leave in a hurry, but after taking two steps she stopped and gave a worried reminder:
"Haohao, when you encounter danger, the first thing you should do is save your life and A Niang's. Only when you are alive can you have the opportunity to do what you want. Without life, everything else is meaningless."
"Sister, don't worry, I will protect myself and mother. If we encounter danger, I will fight if I can. If I can't, I will take mother away and run away." Xiao Yuhao nodded and promised.
"Lingling, mother will protect Haohao." Mu Xiya also looked at Xiao Ling'er and promised.
After hearing the two people's assurances, Xiao Ling'er no longer wasted time and hurried down the mountain.
However, not long after walking, Xiao Ling'er heard several chaotic and angry curses coming from below.
Xiao Ling'er stopped, looked down, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "How did he catch up so quickly?"
That’s right, the people below were the couple and the teenager from the refugee group before, and the boy surrounded by them was the boy who Xiao Ling’er thought they might not have any contact with.
This is not about having no intersection, it is obviously too much intersection. We met again after only half a day.
Is it really a coincidence?
Also, is this little boy really a normal person? He had a severe fever yesterday, and it's back again today.
"You bastard, it's all because of you that my grandma is still lame, so you have to compensate us."
The young man yelled and cursed at the top of his lungs, his hoarse voice was extremely harsh and unpleasant.
"That's right, I have to accompany you. No... no matter what method you use, you are responsible for finding food and water for us from now on." The man threatened the young man as soon as he finished speaking.
"Yes, hand over...hand over the steamed bun in your hand." The woman's eyes were fixed on the boy's right hand.
Only then did Xiao Ling'er realize that he was holding a fist-sized, black and yellow object that looked like a stone.
This, this steamed bun can be bitten? Will my teeth break?
This question popped up in Xiao Ling'er's mind at an inappropriate time. She thought that eating Guanyin soil might be easier.
Of course, Xiao Ling'er was just thinking this way. She was not so ignorant as to think that eating Guanyin soil was better than eating hard steamed buns.
I once heard from the older generation that Guanyin soil would not be digested if eaten. If you eat too much, your stomach would become more and more bloated, and you would eventually die of starvation.
"What? You don't want to?" The cursing continued. The little boy didn't say anything back, but he also didn't give up the steamed bun in his hand.
Xiao Ling'er raised her eyebrows, wondering why they didn't just take it by force.
She had felt something was amiss from the moment she started. When the man and woman threatened the boy, there was clear worry and fear in their eyes.
What are they worried about? What are they afraid of?
"Bang--"
Before Xiao Ling'er could figure out what was going on, the young man suddenly attacked and pushed the little boy to the ground.
Xiao Ling'er, with her sharp eyesight, noticed that the boy's right wrist had been scraped, blood dripping from it, and the steamed bun in his hand had fallen to the side. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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