Unexpectedly, within three months, there was a drought. I was penniless and had no money to go back to the south of the Yangtze River, so I had to flee with others.

Thinking too much makes me cry.

"What's wrong with that young master? Do you want to kill him?"

Qingyun guessed that it was probably because of women. Not to mention ancient times, now there are many people who kill all the people in anger for women, or brothers turn against each other.

"One of my brothers had a fiancée. I heard that she was beautiful. She was the beauty of the villages in Shiliba Village. She went to the town to attend the fair, and she was spotted by the young master of a wealthy family. She was snatched off the street and taken back as his concubine."

Qingyun clicked his tongue, "It's not a good thing for a woman to be too beautiful. It's better for a man to be able to hold his own, but if he doesn't..."

What's wrong with stealing your woman? You're lucky if I don't kill you.

"Can your brother bear it?" Cuckolds are not something ordinary people can do.

"I definitely can't bear it! In our town, he is considered a respectable person. A woman has been forced by someone. Even a bloody person cannot swallow this breath and has to fight back. Why don't we summon the brothers, kill them at the door, and give them a red eye?

I didn't pay attention and killed the young master."

If someone is dead, how can the rich man let them go? He spends a lot of money to hire people to hunt them down, and even makes them wanted by the government.

Qingyun looked at him speechlessly. No one else killed anyone, but he did it and was used as a gun. He patted his shoulder to comfort him.

"Stop talking about me, what about you? You are a young master and you still want to run away? Your family has money and food, why don't you run away to the south of the Yangtze River?"

The eighteenth generation of Tian Duoliang's ancestors had almost been shaved off, so he turned around and asked about Qingyun.

"Me? I don't have anything to say. I was kicked out. It's just like that in a wealthy family. The relationships among the characters are so complicated that I can't even explain them clearly."

She is a migrant, so she doesn't know the situation of the original owner's family. She can't talk nonsense, because if she meets her one day, she will be betrayed.

Whether Tian Duoliang believes it or not is up to him.

Tian Duoliang was doubtful. Qingyun kicked him out. The family was complicated, which was enough to open his mind.

He nodded in understanding. He had heard Mr. Storyteller tell stories in the restaurant. Big people are like wolf dens. They kill people without blood. Anyway, low-level people like them don't understand.

"No wonder you don't look like a young master, and you work more efficiently than me. I've seen the young master in our town walk like a goose raised in the village, swaying, holding a fan in his hand, and surrounded by a bunch of waiters.

Such a person can raise his chin to the sky when he talks, and never look anyone in the eye."

"All the young ladies and young masters from wealthy families are like that." Qingyun's face was calm. He was born with gold and jade in his mouth. He has a fart friendship with you, a gangster. If he doesn't raise his head to look at the sky, how can he still look at you?

"Brothers, where do you plan to go? You can't just run away forever!" Tian Duoliang asked. It's easier to plan if you have a destination.

"Don't call me brother, call me Qingyun from now on! It's impossible to keep running away. There must be a destination. Let's go forward first. When we get to Longqing Mansion, we will see the situation and then make plans."

Qingyun didn't mention where she was going, so she just joined her on the way. Who knows how long she could stay with her, maybe they could break up when she got to Longqing Mansion.

Tian Duoliang thinks it's okay. The refugees fleeing here are all going to Longqing Mansion. Everyone is going there, which means that the place is okay.

"I heard that Longqing Mansion is good, but I don't know how the officials will arrange it when we get there? It's better not to think about the city. We need money for food and accommodation. It's better to go to the countryside. As long as we work hard, we won't starve to death. I hope we can arrange for us to go to the countryside.

A little place.”

Qingyun smiled and said, "Yes, I hope I will be assigned to a village with a good atmosphere in the countryside, so that life will not be too difficult."

"Qingyun, you are different from us. You are a young master. After getting through this difficulty, you can still go back and be your young master. We can only survive by farming the land honestly."

Qingyun bared his teeth. Is it harder for her? But she couldn't say it.

"It's useless to think so much. Whether we can get to Longqing Mansion or not is still a matter of time. Don't be lazy and dig quickly. You won't be allowed to rest until this area is finished."

Do you think sweet potatoes are so delicious?

"I took a look, and it took two or three days to dig out this whole area. We can't carry so much if we dig it all out!"

Tian Duoliang looked at Qingyun, this group of people was really lucky. On the other side of the main road, there were tens of thousands of people fleeing famine, but no one noticed such a large mountain potato valley.

Save a child, rescue food... tsk tsk, no one else is so lucky.

"We'll dig it out first. If we can't take it away and eat it, we can eat as much as we can."

She didn't know how much others could eat, but as long as she was full, it would be enough.

The two stopped chatting and rolled up their sleeves and worked hard. They dug until dark and cleared a large area of ​​land. They piled large piles of sweet potato and several bamboo shoots, and there was still a lot left.

Old Man Li lit up a fire and was already roasting the potatoes. Qingyun, whose eyes were black with hunger, sat down and took out the potatoes from the fire. He didn't care about burning them, just peeled some skins and started to eat them.

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Tian Duoliang is similar to her.

The two of them ate one after another very quickly. The potatoes in the fire soon bottomed out.

One fire was missing and there was not enough for roasting, so Song Wenqian and Old Man Li burned several more piles for roasting.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you. Why are you eating in such a hurry? Be careful of choking." Seeing Qingyun devouring his food, Song Wenqian advised him to slow down.

Qingyun nodded and was too busy eating to reply. He said he understood, but the speed was still so fast.

"How is the child? Is the fever gone?" Three-thirds full, Qingyun slowed down his eating, and then looked at Lanhua.

"No, but it's not as hot at night as during the day, and it's cooler in the mountains, a little better than during the day." Lanhua said sadly, "It would be great if there was wine, wine can also cool down."

It’s all in vain. If there’s no water, who will bring wine?

Qingyun remembered this in her heart and set off on her way tomorrow to see if those who were in good condition had brought wine, and she would exchange for the potatoes.

A fire was also lit over Dahu's side. Because there were so many people, it was much more lively than Qingyun's side, with lots of laughter and laughter.

Tian Duoliang ate twenty or thirty pieces, and his stomach was so full that he couldn't eat anymore, so he stopped eating. He fell back and lay on the ground, watching Qingyun still eating.

"Brother, you have such a good appetite!" Watching Qingyun eat another twenty or thirty pieces, Tian Duoliang went from being surprised at the beginning to watching him eat very calmly now.

"It's not bad!" Qingyun calmly picked up another one, "There are so many sweet potatoes, and I can't take them away, so it won't be a waste if I don't eat them."

Taking advantage of the fact that she had something to eat now, she would eat well. It was only these two meals, and she would have to starve again the rest of the way.

big eater!

Tian Duoliang glanced at Qingyun's belly. Where did he eat all those sweet potatoes? His stomach didn't feel bloated at all!

Song Wenqian and the others ate six or seven, and when they were full, they helped Qingyun roast the potatoes, which they would have to roast for a few days before taking them on the road.

Lanhua and Aunt Li went to take care of the children again.

Song Wenqian did not make things difficult for Qingyun. Qingyun opened his belly and ate until about ten o'clock in the evening. Finally, he was full. Like Tian Duoliang, he fell back and lay lazily on the ground to eat.
Chapter completed!