Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 8 Everyone Continues Hurrying
Members of the Meng clan were greedy for life and afraid of death, so when they heard Jiang Touer's words in a daze, they suddenly became more energetic.

Listening to the five masters in the clan yelling again, everyone became more sober.

It's just that they are thirsty and hungry now, their heads are dizzy, and their legs are weak.Even though his face was ashen-colored from the shock of the two people's words, it was just that these two legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to lift them up, and it was really difficult to move an inch.

What is even more pitiful is those families with children who are hungry and thirsty, and adults can bear it, but the children can't help it, crying hoarsely, until finally they can't cry, they can only cry like a little beast. whimper.

The women holding the child were so anxious that their mouths were full of foam, but they had no choice but to cry silently while holding the child.

Jiang Tou'er also knew the virtues of the Meng clan, and he didn't expect them to change overnight.

But today, he was ruthless, "You all listen to me, you must rush to the next post before the sun goes down."

Hearing Grandpa Jiang's words, Fu Xinci wanted to laugh. It's dark now and the sun hasn't risen yet.

Jiang Tou'er didn't know what the little girl was thinking, and if she spoke again, she would let the officials under her command lock up all the adult men of the Meng family in a row, and the women would report their family members, and when no one was left behind, they would grow up. Shout: "Let's go."

Meng Qingping was still the same as yesterday, holding a torch, leading his grandchildren and Qi He, and walking at the front of the team.

Jiang Touer saw that Fu Xinci's thin and small body was following Meng Qingping energetically, so he couldn't help asking, "Second brother Meng, how is Ci girl's body?"

"Yeah. Maybe it's because I caught the heat yesterday, so I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

"Ci girl is a blessed one." Thinking of what happened to that girl yesterday, everyone thought she couldn't make it through.Who knew, in just a few hours, the little girl appeared alive and kicking in front of everyone again.

"That's right, our Ci'er is a blessed one." Meng Qingping thought that his granddaughter would meet the gods in a thousand years, and he firmly believed that his granddaughter must be a blessed one.

Fu Xinci listened to the two talking silently, the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and out of habit, she reached out to brush her somewhat messy hair.

Her hair was messy and knotted. Against the backdrop of the bright torch, even if there was a comb in the space, she didn't dare to take it out.

Fu Xinci thought for a moment, then flipped the fingers of both hands up and down like a comb, and within a moment her long hair was twisted into a beautiful braid.

Girls love beauty, and Fu Xinci is no exception. She deliberately made her braids fluffy so that she looks better.

In fact, she thinks it is easier to comb the ponytail.But in this day and age, the high ponytail seems to be a man's patent.

Fu Xinci searched her memory and sighed silently.In ancient times, this was very bad. Women's actions had many limitations. In other words, there were many things that women could not do, otherwise it would hinder women's morality.

Thinking that she has to worry about these things at such a young age, she can't help but want to roll her eyes.

Alas, before she could sigh, the crying of the child came from behind, getting louder.Without turning her head, she could easily tell from these voices that there were at least five or six very young children in this distribution team.

Some children are just babbling and don't understand what happened at home at all. Now they are thirsty and hungry and crying with their necks pulled.

The young woman held the child at a loss. She couldn't help but cry with the child in her arms, and there was no one to help her. She could only cry helplessly along with the child.

The people around were annoyed by their crying, and the voices of scolding kept coming, and the voices became louder and louder.

Still, Jiang Tou'er couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and shouted: "Shut up, I, it's early in the morning and weeping for mourning."

With his roar, the wild birds sleeping in the field not far from "Plop Leng Leng" were startled, flopping about in mid-air like headless flies.

The members of the Meng clan were also frightened and shut up obediently. The babies who were crying just now had their mouths pursed, tears rolling in their eye sockets, but they didn't dare to cry any more.

It was finally quiet in the back, and Fu Xinci's eyes fell on Yu'er.

Yu'er was in a good state of mind, and he took his grandfather's big hand to stride forward. Qi He was as energetic as him.

Meng Qingping was also in a good mood. A smile appeared on his face for the first time since he set foot on the road to Liaodong.Holding the hand of my little grandson, I speak more confidently than before.

"Yu'er, can you walk? Do you want your grandfather to carry you?"

"Grandfather, I have the strength, I can walk by myself."

Yu'er thought that he was full from drinking and eating so many delicious snacks, so he could walk a little longer.

Qi He's thinking is similar to Yu'er's now, when he's full and drunk, he should hurry on his way.

No one knows how anxious he is. He is ten years old this year and hasn't seen his father yet.He really wanted to see his father one day earlier, one day earlier.

The members of the Meng clan behind were not in their good mood.Everyone was crying, even if they knew that if they couldn't get to the next station this evening, the old, weak, women and children around them would die if they didn't keep them together.

It's just that their bodies are struggling, thirsty, hungry and tired, and their chaotic minds can only control their bodies, moving forward mechanically.

When Fu Xinci heard the heavy panting of the people behind, she couldn't help but shook her head secretly. These people's physique, relying on two legs, didn't know that they could only walk to Liaodong in the year of the monkey.

Meng Qingping kept his eyes on the two children. Seeing that Yu'er's footsteps had slowed down, he immediately handed the torch in his hand to Qi He, then squatted down and carried Yu'er on his back.

"Grandfather, I can walk by myself." Yu'er struggled to think, he couldn't let his grandfather carry it all the time, as his grandfather would be too old and his body would not be able to bear it.

"Be good, Yu'er, you can't move anymore, or both of us, grandpa and grandson, will fall down."

"Well, I'm not moving anymore." What the grandfather said made the sensible Yu'er dare not move anymore, for fear that his grandfather would fall down.

Qi He looked at Yu'er with a troubled expression, and smiled, "It's okay, when Grandpa Meng gets tired, Brother Qi will carry you."

"Thank you, brother Qi." The childish voice, with a childish voice, instantly imbued the wilderness ancient road with a trace of life.

Even the desperate and suffocating ranks of exile seem to have been injected with some vitality.

They walked for about half an hour, Dongfang finally showed his pale belly, Qi He immediately extinguished the torch in his hand.

I don't know who said later: "It's finally dawn."

Immediately afterwards, an older voice also tremblingly said: "It's dawn, we will have something to look forward to."

With just this sentence, everyone seemed to have hope, and their steps seemed to become lighter.

(End of this chapter)