Xiao Wang looked at Jiang Yulai who was screaming and being beaten, and pulled him aside in a funny way.
This person is so blind, even if it has something to do with him, how can he say that?
"The child kicked me last night, and Zhiyue said there were two of them." Little Wang talked about what happened last night, intending to distract everyone.
As expected, their attention was diverted, and they asked in surprise: "Two! Really?"
Mrs. Jiang and others also gathered around, staring at little Wang's belly in surprise.
But just for a moment, she worried again: "This woman has to go to hell to have a baby. The second son of the family suffered the crime of the boss when she was pregnant with Saburo and Shiro. What's more, now we are still running around outside all day long..."
Everyone understood what Old Mrs. Jiang was saying. Jiang Yulai looked at Mr. Wang nervously.
But little Wang herself smiled and comforted them: "Don't worry, although we have to run around outside for a while, you guys have taken good care of me, and everything will be fine."
Mrs. Zhang also quickly added: "What can Zhiyue tell? There may not be two siblings in the belly. No matter what, it is right for us to take better care of them."
"Yes, what you said is right. Let's take care of them more carefully. Even if there are two of us, we won't be afraid. Fortunately, Zhiyue bought anti-fetal medicines in advance and prepared them." Old Mrs. Jiang said.
Then he arranged for Little Wang to say: "In the future, when the sun is not shining so brightly, you can come out and follow me for a walk, otherwise you will not have the strength when the baby is born."
…
People who went around to look for Jiang Popi came back intermittently, and they all said they couldn't find him.
Jiang Popi had no relatives in the village, and he also had a bad relationship with everyone in the village, and few of those who went out were looking for him.
It was just a show of walking a few hundred meters and then coming back.
"Yesterday, Jiang Popi was unwilling to leave. Now that he's gone, he might have run back," someone said.
"Yeah, let's go quickly, otherwise the sun will get hot again soon."
Hengrong listened to everyone's opinions and shouted: "Let's go!"
Jiang Zhiyue walked behind, remembering that when she got up in the morning, her mother complained about too many mosquitoes, and when she looked at them again, they all had a few small patches of mosquito bites.
She used some thought to find mosquito repellent ointment from the space.
She gave a jar of ointment to each of her mother and grandmother.
She said mysteriously: "This is the ointment my grandpa gave me. It is used to repel mosquitoes. You can apply it on your body and give it to others."
Mrs. Jiang took the smooth little jar and opened it to find emerald green paste inside.
"Oh, it smells really good. This must cost a lot of money." Old Mrs. Jiang lowered her head and smelled it, and immediately refused to use it.
She said: "They all have rough skin and thick flesh, so there is no need for this. There is no one who doesn't get bitten by bugs in summer."
"Put it up quickly. When we find a place to live, this thing may be sold for a lot of money."
After saying that, he stuffed it into the baggage she was carrying.
Jiang Zhiyue quickly stopped and said: "Grandpa might give me something sometime, but since he gave it, let us use it now."
"If we don't use it, what if he gets angry and thinks that we don't accept his kindness and won't give it to us in the future?"
Old Mrs. Jiang was frightened and said in surprise: "Is it so serious?"
Jiang Zhiyue continued to lie: "That's not true. Otherwise, why didn't you give me this thing before? I can't say this again in the future."
She remembered that Mrs. Jiang believed in gods and Buddhas the most, so she would definitely not dare to say such things again in the future.
If they are reluctant to use something every time I bring it out, I don’t know how troublesome it is to explain it, so I put an end to it at once and directly break through Mrs. Jiang’s line first.
Old Mrs. Jiang held the small jar Jiang Zhiyue gave her in her hand. She felt distressed and confused, and finally made up her mind and said: "Use it, everyone can use it."
Then he quietly applied ointment on his body and passed it on to others.
The Jiang family knew very well where this thing came from, and it was not given to them by the old man who liked his Zhiyue, so they all happily used it.
Mrs. Zhang handed the jar to Huang Huaihua, took her arm and said, "If you apply this ointment on your body, you won't be afraid of insect bites."
Huang Sophora japonica opened it and pushed it back: "There is no need for this good thing, take it back quickly."
Mrs. Zhang argued with her some more before carefully taking the yellow sophora flower and applying it on her body.
After walking for more than half a day, when they were almost reaching the border of the county, everyone in Jiangjia Village finally encountered another group of teams.
It is a team of less than a hundred people, all of them are gray-headed.
The leader was an old man who was over fifty years old. He looked a little more weathered than Jiang Hengrong, but he looked kind-hearted.
When they saw the people of Jiangjia Village appearing in their field of vision and the large and small bags they brought, their eyes lit up.
The luggage looked bulging, and there must be a lot of food.
Several middle-aged men standing behind the old man approached the old man and said, "Uncle, they seem to have a lot of food. When they come, let's... beg for some."
The middle-aged man said it was extremely difficult, and he obviously felt that this idea was not feasible.
Finally, he clenched his fist and said cruelly: "Maybe we can grab some of it, and at least let's get through our current life first."
"My grandson hasn't eaten for two days. If he doesn't have anything to eat, he won't last long."
The others looked at the old man expectantly, as if as long as he opened his mouth, they would have to wait until the people from Jiangjia Village came over to muster up the energy to take action.
The old man shook his head when he saw that there were three times more people in Jiangjia Village than them.
"Stand back and let others pass."
Those people looked unwilling, but no one refuted the old man's decision, so they had no choice but to move back.
However, when everyone in Jiangjia Village approached, an old woman holding her grandson rushed to the front of the group.
"Give me some food. Please give me some food. My grandson has not eaten for two days. Please give me some food."
The old woman knelt down and cried in front of the Hengrong family who were walking at the front.
Jiang Hengrong's mother-in-law glared and said angrily: "We don't have any food to eat. How can we have any extra food for you? Get out of the way."
After saying that, he stepped forward and pushed the old woman kneeling on the ground aside.
The people in the team helped the old woman who almost fell.
Several daughters-in-law of Jiang Henrong's family tightly guarded the grain bags on the oxcart and stared at the old woman with wary eyes.
Everyone behind him also looked here and there, except for the old woman crying on the ground.
Even those who couldn't bear it were suppressed by others in the family.
In this current situation, when I don’t even have enough to eat, how can I have the kindness to help others?
The refugees behind the old woman stared at the Jiangjiacun team with eager eyes. They could only speed up their pace to distance themselves from this group of refugees.
At the end of the line, Jiang Zhiyue saw the old woman still kneeling on the ground crying and the sallow-looking refugees behind her.
The old woman held a little boy who was only five or six years old in her arms.
The little boy's lips were chapped and turned white. His eyes were closed and he was held in the arms of the old woman.
Everyone in Jiangjia Village is pretty good. Some families have collected grain in advance, and some people have bought some grain from her house. Although they can't fill their stomachs every time, it's not that they can't eat.
The team of less than a hundred people in front of them looked like they had not eaten for many days, and their cheeks were sunken.
There were also some men who had injuries on their bodies and looked listless.
Everyone in the Jiang family couldn't bear it and could only force themselves not to look at them.
When she was about to pass the group of refugees, Jiang Zhiyue suddenly said: "Mom, we have to take a closer look when we arrive at the county town. Although the refugees have been swept away, there may be some food left behind."
Jiang Zhiyue's voice was loud, and the refugees next to her and the families walking in front of the Jiang family could hear her words clearly.
If there really is food in the city, we can't let others find it first.
Those families quickened their pace and soon overtook the people in front of them.
"Why are you so anxious? I don't know how to save some energy." The person being squeezed muttered.
Jiang Zhiyue turned her head and looked behind her, and sure enough she saw the group of people following closely behind.
"Is there really food in the city?" Zhang, who was beside Jiang Zhiyue, asked in a low voice.
Jiang Zhiyue said: "I don't know either, but maybe I'm lucky enough to find some food that hasn't been stolen."
After walking for a day, we arrived at the gate of Shaoxian County.
What I saw was a desolate scene. The city gate was wide open, and there were corpses outside that had been dead for who knows how many days.
There was no one in the city. The refugees came in force that day, and a large group of people gathered outside the city. What everyone in Jiangjia Village saw on the mountain that night was just superficial.
After the refugees entered the city, they burned, killed, and looted, venting their pent-up resentment here.
All the people in the city who could escape have long since fled, and Shaoxian County is now an empty city.
Everyone covered their mouths and noses and carefully avoided the corpse, planning to stay in the city tonight.
…
The Jiang family found a slightly cleaner courtyard to live in. There were many of them and the courtyard they found was large, so they specially set aside a room for Jiang Zhiyue.
The last two words Jiang Zhiyue said before entering the city were only heard by the families in front of them and the group of refugees next to them.
Several families in Jiangjia Village didn't say anything when they heard this. If they really had food, they definitely wouldn't want to share it with more than one person.
When it got late at night, they went out to look for any food that had been left behind.
However, after searching several houses, I couldn't find a single grain of food. I guess it had been snatched away by the refugees a long time ago.
They returned to their homes dejectedly.
The people in Jiangjia Village also knew that these people had followed them, but they lived in the east of the city and they lived in the west, so they didn't interfere with each other.
Jiang Zhiyue had sneaked out after nightfall, so it was expected that they did not find any food.
Let alone food, even the fine gold, silver and other items were scraped clean. How could they find anything?
"Dong dong dong~"
There was a faint knock on the door, and the person inside opened the door.
The person who opened the door of "...Hengrong" was the old woman who blocked the road to beg for food.
The person standing outside is the old man from another group of people. According to her words, the person outside is the Hengrong of their village.
Na Hengrong sighed: "Hey, this is half a pancake given by my mother-in-law. Let the children eat it first to fill their stomachs. Our family has no food. From now on... we won't be able to help."
The old woman was moved to tears and sobbed in a low voice: "Thank you Hengrong, thank you Hengrong. When the dog grows up, I will definitely let him remember your family's kindness."
"It's hard to say whether we can survive. Let's go back quickly." Hengrong waved his hand and asked her to go back and feed the child.
The old woman closed the door with gratitude, and Hengrong also walked back.
The food supply at home is about to run out. If we want to go elsewhere, it’s hard to say whether we can survive.
When I walked around a corner, I suddenly remembered a voice that sounded like a man and a woman behind me.
"stop."
Hengrong turned his head suddenly, not seeing anyone, and the voice came from another direction.
"If you want to save the lives of the people in your village, just stand there and listen to me honestly."
A gust of wind blew by, and Heng Rong shivered, but he still said honestly: "You say it."
"Go to Liang Ji's grain store in the west of the city at noon tomorrow. There is food there that can save your villagers."
Hengrong had already recognized this voice as that of the old immortal. He lowered his head and said respectfully: "The old man and the villagers just went to take a look. There is nothing in Liangji's shop."
They also went to a few grain stores, but they were in a mess and there was really nothing there.
"When you go there at noon tomorrow, you will naturally have something." The voice said again: "It was because I saw that you were in such a predicament and you were willing to lend a helping hand to the people in the same village that I wanted to save your life. Do you know what to do after you get the food?
what to do?"
Old Hengrong quickly promised: "I will definitely distribute this food to the villagers and will never keep it to myself."
"Remember what you said, remember to go at noon, otherwise the consequences will be..."
Old Hengrong said quickly: "Don't worry, I will never go ahead of time."
Just when Old Hengrong thought the voice had disappeared, another voice suddenly came: "...The Imperial City is not a good place to go."
Old Hengrong reacted for a long time but there was no sound coming. He called twice tentatively and found that there was really no one.
Thinking about what the voice just said, Lao Hengrong could not suppress his excitement and wished he could go to Liangji Grain Shop again now.
But then he thought about the old god saying he had to go back at noon tomorrow, and he was worried that going now would offend the old god, so he endured it and went back.
They brought some food with them when they came out, but they were robbed on the way. If what the old god said was true, then they would be saved.
Jiang Zhiyue didn't know that she had been regarded as an old god by the old Hengrong.
After finishing the work, she returned to the Jiang family's residence.
She thought about it, God gave her a golden finger as big as infinite space, and sent her to this place to give her a second life.
Then she would reciprocate and help the people of this world.
Although it is impossible for everyone to help, she should do her best to help without affecting her safety.
She originally just wanted to use the cover of this city to help Jiangjia Village and those people, but the scene she just saw made her change her mind.
The people in Jiangjia Village are not yet without water or food, so let’s help those people first.
In order to prevent the people of Jiangjia Village from staying and searching door to door after discovering that there was food in the city, she decided to wait until they left tomorrow and then secretly put the food into the food store.
As for the people of Jiangjia Village, she will still be traveling with them for a while, and she can think of other ways.
