The beginning of the escape: the villain, the husband, is a yandere

"Milk!" Ling Xin has always been patient with children: "Does it taste good?"

"It tastes good!" Wuya smiled with the dimples on her lips, so cute.

She had never eaten anything so delicious.

"If you still want to eat milk every day in the future, from now on, you are not allowed to say a word about what you have eaten or drank, you know?" Ling Xin said with a dark face.

She knew how terrifying the original owner was in the eyes of these children.

Her words were like an edict.

Sure enough, Lin Dabao nodded, and the other little beans nodded along with him.

They are not stupid.

Now that there is famine everywhere, wouldn’t it mean that people would be robbed if we spoke out?

"Be obedient and I'll make sure you have food to eat!"

Six cute kids: "..." I don't really believe it.

Not to mention the current famine, even if there was food, the stepmother would not be willing to give it to them.

Ling Xin didn't care what they thought and asked Lin Dabao to take care of the house with his younger siblings before going to town alone.

The drought in the past few months, coupled with the constant fighting in the border town forty miles away, and hearing that it would be conquered soon, the village chief decided to take the villagers to leave Linjiacun to escape the famine and set off tomorrow morning.

There is no destination yet, but a preliminary estimate is that it is at least three thousand miles away.

She couldn't even complain.

The family is weak and sick, so they have to run away from home at the beginning.

Is the cheap husband still a vegetative person who cannot take care of himself?

Throw?

Think about those seven children... She didn't decide to take him with her just because he was the biggest villain in a book she had read.

That's right!

After seeing the seven children, she remembered that she had been transported into a book.

Her cheap husband Lin Ziyuan, who was paralyzed in bed at the moment, miraculously improved after nearly half a year of running away.

Later, he went to Beijing and became the chief assistant of the powerful government. He played with the imperial power and hindered the male protagonist from becoming an emperor.

Of course...she read the introduction, and she had only read about a third of the book. As for the details, she read it before she even saw it.

The reason why I plan to save him is because this guy has a long life, just like Xiaoqiang who can't be killed.

Even the male and female protagonists can't do anything to him. She, a cannon fodder with few appearances, doesn't dare to kill casually.

Otherwise, with his ruthlessness and knowing that she wanted to kill him, she would probably not be able to survive but die.

Isn't it just to take care of him for half a year?

Take good care of him with good food and drink, take care of his children, and after building up a good impression, it's easy to talk about how to reconcile with Li.

It seems that the future chief assistant is doing well?

Searching for the vague face in the memory of the original owner, Ling Xin arrived at Lin'an Town.

At this time, the town was in a state of depression. Almost all the shops on both sides of the main road were closed, and only a few scattered shops were still open.

People were coming and going, and everyone's faces showed uneasiness and fear.

From time to time, shouts for help would come from the alleys, but no one would pay attention. It seemed to be a normal thing, and even the patrolling city guards were indifferent.

Ling Xin followed the principle of doing less than doing more, and quickly looked for useful shops.

After walking most of the way, she saw a gold and silver jewelry shop still open.

With a thought, he brought out a gold bracelet from the space and put it in his cuff.

I bought this pair in modern times when the price of gold dropped, and I don’t wear them at all.

It's better to sell one to get some money.

Seeing that she was looking shabby and with obvious impatience on her face, the waiter turned around and ignored her.

Ling Xin glanced at the counter. There were a lot of gold and silver jewelry: "Do you accept gold here?"

The waiter laughed contemptuously: "Take it." He just said it clearly, how can you, a poor person like you, have gold?

He is very impatient.

Many people in the town left, but the shopkeeper had to stay for two more days.

Ling Xin didn't care about his rudeness and stretched out her hand: "I want to sell an ancestral gold bracelet. You can set a price."

The waiter's indifferent eyes suddenly changed his attitude after falling on the shiny gold bracelet: "Wait a moment!"

Not long after, the shopkeeper came out.

His eyes fell on the gold bracelet, and he was greedy and domineering: "Madam, are you going to sell this bracelet?"

His gold shop has been open for 30 years and he has never seen such unique jewelry.

"Yes, you make an offer!" Although Ling Xin did not have a large number of readers, she had been in the workplace for many years.

She could still see the greedy look on the shopkeeper's face.

"20 taels."

Ling Xin didn't know the prices here, so she went up and said, "This bracelet, I dare say, is unique even if you get it in Kyoto City. For 50 taels, I'll sell it to you if you want it!"

The shopkeeper snorted coldly and glanced at the waiter with sly eyes.

The waiter understood immediately, quickly reached the door and closed it smoothly.

The shopkeeper's expression changed: "The origin of your gold bracelet is unknown. Either you put it down and leave, or you get beaten up and thrown into the Yamen."

He had never been afraid of anyone in this town. It was a troubled time, and her clothes belonged to a poor family.

This bracelet is definitely black for him today!

Ling Xin glanced at the two of them: It was dark enough, but it was cut in half with just one sentence?

Where did they get the courage?

"This is what you gave me on the pole!" She was not polite about the good things delivered to her door.

Ling Xin closed her sleeves and pointed a dagger in her hand at the shopkeeper: "I don't want more, 20 taels of silver!"

Everything happened so fast that the shopkeeper was dumbfounded: "You, you know who I am? I am Master Song's brother-in-law... aren't you afraid of being locked up in the Yamen?"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to hand over your money or your life?" Ling Xin's knife tip pierced into his skin without any hesitation.

The pain frightened the malicious shopkeeper, but in reality it was just a slight scratch on the surface.

In less than a cup of tea, Ling Xin was satisfied with the 20 taels of silver she got for free, closed the door of the jewelry shop, and left in a swaggering manner.

The moaning sounds of the two people inside were drowned in the chaos.

Ling Xin walked around and found that all food-related shops were closed.

There are still a few grocery stores open.

She bought a large bundle of oiled paper, pots and pans, etc., and asked the store to deliver them to the alley.

When there was no one around, I received space.

Food is not the biggest problem for her. What she needs now is a car, even a push cart.

Otherwise, she would not be able to carry it in a vegetative state.

And those little bean sprouts, it’s impossible to just walk away.

She patrolled around and finally targeted a few wealthy families.

The Gaomen Courtyard was already empty.

After searching several houses, she finally found a dilapidated and abandoned trolley.

She tried it, and although she was confused, it still worked.

And, it's wide enough.

Not only is it easy for my husband to lie down, but a few children should be able to sit next to it.

After putting the cart into the space, she walked towards the city gate.

It's already afternoon.

I still have to make preparations when I go back and set off on time at Yinshi tomorrow morning.

Not far away, I saw a cloth shop still open.

So I bought a few more rolls of dark fabric, all the cotton, and dozens of pairs of shoe soles, large and small.

You can no longer buy shoes, you have to make them yourself.

After she collected her things and put them into the space, she walked towards the city gate again, but she didn't have much money left.

At this time, there was a commotion ahead.

Pedestrians coming and going on the street also became nervous.

A voice came and pointed at Ling Xin: "That's the woman who robbed our gold shop and injured us."