Jiang Yue waited until the locusts stopped swarming before leaving the city.
Passing by the dilapidated house in the outer city, Jiang Yue saw the two brothers. They seemed more energetic than when they first met. They had previously caught a lot of locusts to thank her, but Jiang Nian directly rejected them.
"Yueyue, those two kids are following the car."
Jiang Yue turned around. She didn't intend to say hello, but was discovered by them.
After stopping the car, Jiang Yue didn't get out, but just sat in it and talked to them.
"Sister, where are you going?"
"We were just passing through and now we have to leave."
Zhang Wu and Zhang Wen were very surprised and reluctant. They wanted to ask if they could take them with them, but they still had a mother.
Jiang Yue waved her hands, as if facing the vast expanse of the country, "We're leaving now. Go catch some locusts, the two of you, before they're snatched away by others. You still have to take care of your mother."
For Jiang Yue, apart from Jiang Nian, who depended on her for everything, there seemed to be nothing she couldn't bear to part with. They were just strangers who met by chance, so she just needed to give him a hand.
Jiang Nian set off again in a hurry.
When leaving the city, you can see many civilians and refugees concentrating on looking for locusts.
That’s great. It allows me to live longer, and also gives me more hope when I go to farm next year.
Jiang Yue smelled the smell on their bodies. In order not to attract attention, they didn't use soap when taking a bath. Their clothes hadn't been washed for two days, and their hair hadn't been washed for three days.
Despite this, there is still a big difference between them and real refugees.
That’s enough. You bring a mule cart and a saber, and still want to pretend to be an ordinary refugee?
Jiang Nian's expression was wrinkled: "If Yueyue wants me to die, just say it directly, don't torture me in this way. If it stinks any more, I will be suffocated to death."
There were also many refugees on the road eastward from Yuncheng. They all looked the same, half-dead, and extremely dejected, hoping to survive for only a few days.
With the carriage as shelter, the two men could hide and eat, but it was hard work for the mule.
After a day's journey, they discovered a long line of people fleeing famine. It looked like the entire village or even a large clan was fleeing together.
Jiang Yue couldn't help but think of the village chief, and wondered how their family was doing now.
Jiang Dashu and Yan Gu lived in remarkable harmony in the deep mountains. They cleaned their cave, ate and slept together, and even learned to collect dew on leaves.
In the deep mountains, you can still find a little bit of mountain spring water.
They were lucky enough not to encounter any wild animals, and they even occasionally took prey out of the traps.
Jiang Dashu's rabbits hadn't been sold before, but now they were easier to raise in the mountains. Now there were more than twenty rabbits, big and small, all good for meat!
Yan Gu's family was envious and became more active in hunting.
All this harmonious scene was broken by locusts.
Since locusts cannot find food at the foot of the mountain, more of them naturally fly up the mountain.
These two families are in great trouble.
It was Jiang Dashu's wife Gao who made up her mind and said that instead of letting them torture themselves over and over again, it would be better to block them in the cave and burn them with fire.
At this time, we have no food left, so why should we care whether the locust master blames us or not.
Several people burned down a large pile.
Little Tiger was greedy and naughty. He thought of the cicadas his father had roasted for him and thought it was similar to this one. He reached out and grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth so quickly that no one saw it.
He happily told his family that locusts were delicious, but his mother scolded him. If his father hadn't also eaten them and said they were delicious, his little butt would have been spanked again.
Gao thought that since the roasted meat could be preserved, the locusts could be preserved as well, so he roasted half and dried the other half, believing that the sun-dried meat would last longer.
The sudden appearance of locusts aroused Jiang Dashu's concern, so Jiang Shan and Yan Gu's eldest son were ordered to go down the mountain to find out the news.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, they found it unusually quiet.
The two looked at each other with nervous expressions, and had a sense of foreboding.
At first they wanted to hide their figures, but when they were halfway there, they still couldn't see anyone or hear a sound.
The doors of several houses were open. Jiangshan took a look inside and immediately collapsed to the ground, almost wetting his pants.
Yan Gu's son was frightened by him and tried to help him up, but he held him tightly. As he looked at him, his calves began to tremble.
Three bodies lay rotting in the yard, and the hot weather attracted many flies.
Jiang Shan quickly covered his mouth and nose and ran back home. Along the way, he saw many corpses, their faces unrecognizable. The bloodstains on the ground had dried and turned black.
He pushed open the half-open courtyard door with trepidation. There was no body inside, but the entrance to the cellar was open.
He went downstairs, and since he hadn't hidden any food in there, nothing was lost.
These refugees might be villagers who understand the customs of the villagers.
Jiangshan and Yan Gu's son took away some things that they didn't take away from their home last time, and they didn't dare to go to other people's homes to take them, so they went up the mountain in a hurry.
Seeing them panicking, Jiang Dashu was also panicked, "What happened? Why are you so scared?"
Jiangshan, a grown man, burst into tears and cried out, "Dad, our village has been massacred by refugees! The village is full of dead bodies!"
Jiang Dashu slumped to the ground. "Massacre the village! How dare they massacre the village? Aren't they just refugees?"
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Jiang Yue and his companions saw that the fleeing group stopped by the roadside, as if they had found a source of water.
They also stopped, but didn't get closer, just behind.
The refugee group was hostile to them and was very wary of them.
Jiang Yue didn't care and just pulled the mule over to find some water to drink.
When the team saw someone scrambling for water, they hurriedly arranged for people to fetch water.
Jiang Yue didn't intend to grab the resources, so he just moistened the mule's throat and left. When he ran to the front of the team, two or three hundred people just looked at them and "saw them off".
From those looks, Jiang Yue could roughly discern what they meant: "How dare two people escape alone? Are they trying to save their lives?"
After passing the group of refugees, Jiang Yue felt that the air was much fresher. They both adhered to the principle of "sharing happiness and hardships together". One person drove the cart while the other sat beside them, occasionally chatting to relieve their boredom.
Jiang Yue slightly opened her collar and showed him, "Son, look at the color of my neck. It's obviously a lot darker."
There are probably mask marks on his face too.
Jiang Nian had been learning from her and was very familiar with modern idioms. He glanced at her and saw that the dividing line was indeed obvious. With his left hand, he pulled up her collar and pressed down her straw hat. "It won't be noticeable if it's a little darker."
Alas, she also knows this truth, but it still takes some time to adapt from being a cool white skinned girl to a dark skinned hot girl...
Jiang Nian narrowed his eyes and slowed down the mule cart.
“There are quite a few people ahead.”
Jiang Yue suppressed his expression and gripped the knife tightly. "Is it a refugee?"
Jiang Nian's expression was indifferent. "There are refugees, and some disgusting people."
"Um?"
"Those people who ate human flesh in the woods last time."
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