Then he called his son and asked him to go find some firewood nearby, as he couldn't make a fire and cook without firewood.
Then she sent her two daughters to look after the children. The children were naughty and needed to be kept under constant watch to prevent any accidents.
After arranging everyone, Yao Qingshuang looked around to see if anyone was paying attention, and quietly went to the ox cart where the grain was stored.
She quickly and carefully took out five pounds of millet and five pounds of flour from the supermarket and gently mixed them into the limited food supply at home.
Along the way, whenever she saw an opportunity, she would secretly put some food in. This way, it seemed as if her family had endless food to eat, so that her family would not starve on the road to escape famine.
After finishing the hard-to-swallow wild vegetable porridge, everyone was exhausted and went to find a place to rest.
Yao Qingshuang originally thought that she would not be able to sleep because she was thinking about the things that happened along the way, but she didn't expect that as soon as she lay down and her head touched the ground, she fell asleep immediately.
I don’t know how long it took, but when I woke up, I heard the loud sound of the gong struck by the village chief.
Everyone was still in a daze. They rubbed their sleepy eyes, got up in a daze, hurriedly packed up their things, and then continued on this long and arduous journey of fleeing famine.
After dawn, the people of Sujia Village trudged all the way and finally arrived at the official road.
But when they looked up and saw the groups of refugees walking numbly like zombies on the official road, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes and their faces were full of shock.
So the world outside is so difficult and harsh?
The refugees were so skinny that their bodies were almost bare, their eyes were lifeless, and they walked mechanically as if they had no souls.
What is even more distressing is that some people would suddenly fall to the ground while walking, and never get up again, and they would die silently.
The villagers looked at their empty eyes and couldn't help feeling scared, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Several children were so frightened that they kept burrowing into their parents' arms, burying their heads deep in their eyes, not daring to look directly at those pitiful and scary people.
Su Wenfei clung tightly to Yao Qingshuang, her body still trembling slightly.
Yao Qingshuang herself was a little scared, and her arms unconsciously wrapped around herself, as if this could give her some sense of security.
It was not until this moment that she truly and deeply understood the heavy and sad meaning of the saying "It is better to be a dog in peacetime than a man in troubled times."
"We won't become like that, will we?" Widow Zhao's face was pale, her eyes were full of fear, and she muttered to herself, her voice full of endless worry.
"Or, or let's go back. It's too scary outside!" Several timid women no longer cared about their image at this moment, and shouted loudly, their voices filled with tears. It was obvious that they were frightened by the miserable situation of the refugees on the official road.
The village chief saw everyone starting to quarrel and become a mess. He frowned and quickly raised his voice to stop them: "What are you quarreling about? Shut up! What if those people hear the noise and come over to steal our things?
Go back? Humph, you think going back is the way to survive? Going back now is also a dead end, but as long as we continue to go south, there is still a glimmer of hope. There are so many of us, as long as we unite as one, why should we be afraid of those people?
Now, if anyone wants to go back, step forward and go back immediately. If you don't want to go back, just listen to the instructions and stop complaining here!"
After hearing the village chief's harsh words, everyone suddenly quieted down. Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to stand up and say they wanted to go back.
"Since no one's going back, we'll leave the official road soon. Everyone, take good care of your children and belongings. Don't talk to strangers, and don't provoke others!" The village chief still had a fierce face. He looked around at everyone with a serious expression. Seeing that everyone nodded obediently, he continued: "Let's go!"
After saying that, he took the lead and led everyone onto the official road.
The people of Sujia Village walked cautiously onto the official road, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Some refugees just glanced at them casually and continued on their way as if it had nothing to do with them, as if they had already become numb to everything around them.
When some refugees saw the few but precious supplies in their car, their eyes lit up immediately. They did not hide their greedy eyes at all and wanted to rush up to grab them.
But when they saw the strong young men from Sujia Village surrounding the car, they couldn't help feeling timid and could only turn around and run away embarrassedly.
Other refugees knelt pitifully on the roadside, stretched out their dirty hands, and begged for food or things.
But the people in Sujia Village did not dare to be kind easily. They looked at the refugees vigilantly, not daring to relax for a moment, and then quickly hurried to the front.
Fortunately, after walking a little further, there were obviously fewer refugees in front of us who were dressed in rags and looked down and out, as well as dangerous.
Most of the people here are like the people in Sujia Village, driving ox carts, mule carts or horse carts. It seems that they have come here with their families to escape famine.
Seeing this situation, everyone in Sujia Village breathed a sigh of relief, their tense nerves relaxed a little, and everyone began to talk slowly, sharing with each other what they had seen and felt along the way.
After reaching the official road, Yao Qingshuang hurriedly called the children to get on the ox cart, muttering, "Hurry up and get on. It's okay to squeeze in."
Although this makes the ox cart a little more crowded, the safety factor is indeed greatly increased.
Moreover, the oxcart was specially covered with tarpaulin, which covered the inside tightly and perfectly blocked the sight of the refugees outside. The children were not so scared when they stayed inside, and they all sat quietly.
At noon, the village chief looked at the dense crowds of people in front and behind him and felt worried.
There were people everywhere, and the refugees were all staring at him covetously. How could he dare let them stop to rest and eat?
So he could only shout loudly: "Everyone, this is a special situation. Let's not rest and eat for now. Just fill our stomachs and then continue on our way."
When everyone heard this, although they had some complaints in their hearts, after all, they were tired and hungry after walking for half a day, but looking at the refugees around them who were eyeing their supplies covetously, they didn't dare to say anything more. They could only silently obey the village chief's arrangements and continue on their journey.
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