A Husband Who Traveled Through the Famine and Developed a Chronicle

Shuanzi's family bit their fingers, and quickly began to sign the contract of sale.

This straightforwardness made Bai Xia very satisfied. Originally, these deeds were not prepared for them, so she would naturally accept whoever asked them to send them to her door.

Li Xiuyuan on the side was still a little confused. When Shuanzi's family signed the deed of sale, he tugged on Bai Xia's cuff and said in a low voice, "This deed of sale does not have the red seal of the government, so it doesn't count if you sign it."

Bai Xia's face froze, but he quickly recovered his composure, and waved his hands: "It's okay, they don't necessarily know."

She glanced at Shuanzi and the others. They were all farmers who were digging food in the fields. They obviously couldn't read a single word. They probably didn't even go to the town on weekdays. How could they know what a prostitution deed looked like.

"Benefactor, we have signed it." Shuanzi folded the signed contract of selling himself neatly and handed it to Bai Xia.

His fingers trembled a little, and when Bai Xia took it, he subconsciously tightened it, meeting Bai Xia's suspicious eyes, and then completely let go.

"Mm... Miss, let's get out of here quickly. Lai Ergou has been in touch with many bachelors in the team during this time. He was scared away by your bow and arrow. I'm afraid he will call the master over soon."

After all, everyone has run out of food, and the food in their hands makes people jealous.

Seeing Bai Xia and the other two, although they ran away temporarily, when they looked back, they would only be more jealous.

After all, it was Bai Xia who managed to get thousands of catties of food before, and now that everyone is out of food, seeing them, I'm afraid they will be even crazier.

I don't know why they come back?

Shuanzi secretly speculated in his heart.

Bai Xia didn't know what was going on in his heart, but felt that this person couldn't bear to talk. As soon as Shuanzi finished speaking, the refugee team headed by Yu Dazhuang came from the direction where Lai Ergou and the others escaped.

Only a few days later, Yu Dazhuang got another bow and arrow in his hand. Although it was a rough wooden bow, it was incomparable with the one in Bai Xia's hand, but among the group of refugees who only had hoes at most, It is also unique.

"They're right there"

"Brother Zhuang, I can see clearly, the bow and arrow in her hand is better than yours"

"Such a good bow and arrow should belong to you, Brother Da Zhuang, how can you let a milk doll hold it?"

The sound of chaotic footsteps came along with Lai Ergou's flattering and encouraging voice.

About a dozen people are all strong laborers in the refugee team. The leader is Yu Dazhuang who had a confrontation with Bai Xia once. I saw a girl in coarse linen, with a high ponytail, a little yellow complexion, but very bright eyes.

When he looked over, her gaze also looked over.

Their eyes met, as if there was a golden light and lightning, and the smell of burning cigarettes rose suddenly.

Seeing so many people coming, Shuanzi's family's expressions changed. He subconsciously pulled his parents to hide behind Bai Xia. Taking a step forward, he stretched out his hands to block Bai Xia, and shouted in a lack of momentum: "Yu Dazhuang, Lai Ergou, what do you want to do?"

Bai Xia was behind him, quickly drew the bow and arrow in his hand to the string, and shot out, it landed right in front of Yu Dazhuang's feet, stopping his footsteps.

If Yu Dazhuang had taken half a step longer, his foot would have been pierced by the arrow.

Surprised by this arrow, Yu Dazhuang met Bai Xia's icy gaze, a chill suddenly rose in his heart, he climbed along the soles of his feet along his back and went straight to his forehead, and couldn't help but feel a dull pain in the part that had been injured.

"Hmph, what are you doing? Hand over all the food in your hands, maybe we can spare your life, otherwise..." Lai Ergouhu pretended to be aggressive, stared at Shuanzi with his hands on his hips, his eyes only stayed on Bai Xia's face In an instant, he subconsciously moved away, the corners of his mouth were twisted viciously, and he looked like a villain.

"you don't think"

Shuanzi also put on a fierce look, and stared fiercely at these people in front of him, but his legs were trembling, so he really didn't have much power.

Lai Ergou noticed his trembling legs and couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, Brother Shuanzi, you should hurry up and give us the food, so as not to be beaten by us and pee your pants later, think about how old you are!" Don’t be ashamed when you die.”

Shuanzi turned a deaf ear and kept Bai Xia behind him.

Shuanzi's parents hid behind Bai Xia with a sad face, seeing Lai Ergou taunting Shuanzi, Shuanzi's mother couldn't stand it anymore, stepped out with a stride, spit at Lai Ergou with her hips on her hips, scolded Said: "Bah, Er Gouzi, you shameless thing, you are so scared that you pee your pants, my Shuanzi is not your rascal, wait a moment to see my lady knock your leg off with an arrow, see you Can you still laugh?"

Lai Ergou's face became gloomy, his anger broke through his reason, and he raised his hands and said, "Everyone, go up and grab the food in their hands."

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards Shuanzi's family first.

Shuanzi's complexion changed, and he hurriedly pulled the old lady behind him, but Mrs. Shuanzi had had enough, her eyes wandered around, and she rushed up when she saw a dead branch to hold on to.

"I'll kill you shameless sluts who steal people's food"

She was fast, and seeing that she was about to rush in front of those refugees, Shuanzi's expression changed drastically.

His old lady is in her forties, and her legs and feet are not good. Where are these young and hard-working opponents, she gritted her teeth and wanted to go up to help.

There was a figure that was faster than him.

There was a flash of the saber in Bai Xia's hand, and the bow and arrow were thrown into the hands of Shuan Zi's father who was stunned aside, and she rushed forward with the big saber in her hand.

Like a gust of wind, it blew in front of Mrs. Shuanzi, she paused, and in a daze, she saw Bai Xia rushing into the crowd of refugees, knocking each one of them to the ground like chopping melons and vegetables.

Yu Dazhuang stayed far away with the wooden bow in his hand, and never dared to approach Bai Xia again.

From time to time, he shoots a wooden arrow in his hand, and the arrow technique that forced Bai Xia to fail two days ago, unexpectedly doesn't have much effect today.

Yu Dazhuang hated secretly, several arrows in his hand failed, if only this bow and arrow were better...

He pondered in his heart, and his eyes fell on the bow and arrow in Father Shuanzi's hand.

At this moment, he was standing there stupidly, holding the bow and arrow at a loss.

Yu Dazhuang was about to snatch the bow and arrow from his hand, but there was a figure moving faster than him, it was Shuan Zi who was planning to rush up.

Shuan Zi snatched the bow and arrow from his father's hand, followed Bai Xia's example and pulled out a feathered arrow and put it on the string. Shuanzi stared hard, let go of his hand, and the arrow flew out immediately.

Lai Ergou was sent flying to the ground by Bai Xia, just as he was about to get up, the arrow hit his leg heavily.

"what"

With a scream, he subconsciously covered the wound with both hands, and when he saw the feathered arrow stuck in his leg, blood was spreading from the wound, and his eyes were about to burst.

He screamed uncontrollably, startling the people who came with him, they subconsciously got up from the ground, and kept away from Bai Xia.

The memory returned to the day of the riots.

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