You scumbag husband left me to a beggar? I am reborn to kill madness

"If you want to sign up, come forward and stand up. I will select someone to start with me right away."

Jing Feiyuan said loudly.

Seeing the refugees rushing out to stand, she turned towards the officers and soldiers, took off her goose-yellow blouse, and asked the officers and soldiers to use their big knives to cut her into thumb-width strips of cloth.

When the officers and soldiers saw that Jing Feiyuan wanted to be kind and solve the problems of dozens of refugees, they were naturally happy to help.

With the knife in his hand, he cut the blouse into strips.

Jing Feiyuan thanked the official and came to the queue of refugees with a thick stack of cloth strips.

The way she picked people was simple.

Strong enough to fight and scare people.

He looks honest and honest, with a clear face and clear eyes.

It is best to have parents, wife and children waiting nearby.

As long as the conditions are met, she will give a piece of cloth.

"Here, here is the voucher. You will have to exchange this piece of cloth with me for steamed buns when the time comes—"

The selected refugees clenched the cloth in their hands excitedly, as if they were holding the family's rations.

They turned around and happily waved the banners towards the family members standing by, shouting excitedly——

"Child, look! I got it! You take our children and wait here tonight, so we don't have to be hungry tomorrow!"

"Look, parents, I got it too! Not only do I want to earn ten steamed buns, I also want to perform well and strive to be the long-term guard of the Jing family!"

"Husband, you are weak, so don't follow me. Just hold our daughter and wait here for me. I will give you ten steamed buns to fill your stomach tomorrow!"

"Look, old lady, I got it too! I just said I'm still going strong, don't worry about me, just wait for me to come back with our darling grandson!"

No one who got the cloth was unhappy.

That's not a piece of cloth, it's a voucher for ten steamed buns every day for the next ten days. It's their family's rations.

Jing Feiyuan kept selecting, and after sending out all the strips in her hand, she regretfully told the people behind her that she had enough people.

Looking at the poor people in the back who were not selected and were so disappointed that they shed tears, Jing Feiyuan thought to herself that when she came to deliver the steamed buns tomorrow, she could bring more to help. She believed it even more after she was reborn. According to ghosts and gods, she believes that doing good deeds will definitely result in good rewards.

Jing Feiyuan turned to look at a group of refugees behind him holding cloth strips.

She roughly counted eighty people.

There are old and young, male and female.

The vastness looks quite bluffing.

Eighty people followed her to pick up her father and younger brother, which was enough to scare off the evil gang.

Jing Feiyuan said, "Please bring your poles and other things with you so that you can help my father pick the goods."

She didn't say that she would bring some guys to fight with her. These people were all honest people, and they would definitely be frightened when they heard that they were going to fight.

She only needs everyone to hold poles to show off her appearance and show her momentum. When the time comes, she can scare away the mob when she shows up, so why is there any need to fight?

"Okay! Missy!"

None of the refugees suspected anything. They really thought they were helping to pick up goods, so they immediately ran back to get their own poles and wooden sticks.

After they got their belongings, Jing Feiyuan led them, holding the torches lit from the officers and soldiers, all the way towards Hutou Mountain outside the city.

Hutou Mountain is thirty miles away from the city gate, and it is difficult to travel at night. The group walked for two hours before reaching the foot of Hutou Mountain.

Jing Feiyuan motioned for everyone to sit where they were and rest.

She also sat down and looked at a big rock not far away.

She pinched her fingers tightly with sad eyes.

In the previous life, my father and younger brother were beaten to death by the mob there, and goods worth three thousand taels of silver were taken away. Later, my father and younger brother also crawled all the way from the big rock to the direction of the capital, dragging a long bloody road. …

Jing Feiyuan took a deep breath.

In this life, she will never let tragedy happen again.

……

At dawn, a mile away from Hutou Mountain, several carriages were on their way home through the morning fog.

Jing Yunfeng and his youngest son Jing Xunhe were sitting in the front carriage. The father and son were eating dry food and talking with a smile.

"Dad, there is Hutou Mountain ahead. After passing Hutou Mountain, there are still thirty miles to go before we reach home. We can see my mother and visit my sister! I bought pearl flowers for my sister. They are very bright. ! I also bought rouge, it smells great! I also bought a lot of fun gadgets that my sister has never seen before, she must like them!"

The eleven-year-old Jing Xunhe took a hard bite of the dry food and smiled at Jing Yunfeng.

Jing Yunfeng looked at his son's tanned face this time and said with a smile, "Look at your face, your mother and your sister will be very distressed by then."

Jing Xunhe touched his face that had become rough and dark due to the wind and sun, and said nonchalantly, "A man should be like his father, tall and big, and at first glance he is a reliable man! Huh, I don't want to be like my brother-in-law. , a white-faced scholar, looks even weaker than my sister..."

Jing Yunfeng smiled and kicked his son, "Nonsense, your brother-in-law is called Junxiu. Scholars are all like that, good-looking."

Jing Xunhe pouted, "That's not good-looking! A man needs to be tall and big to look good. He needs to be like Prince An, whom I admire most. I heard that he led his troops to the battlefield when he was only fifteen years old, and now he is only twenty-seven." He has achieved unparalleled military exploits at the age of [-], and a man who can lift a huge cauldron with a stomp of his foot and a raised hand is a real man!"

Looking down at his thin arms and legs, Jing Xunhe sighed again, "It's a pity. I have been weak since I was a child. I rushed to learn martial arts in excitement several times, but I fainted before I could get through the Zamabu test. Sigh, otherwise I really want to be a hero like Prince An, to bring glory to my parents and protect my sister!"

Jing Yunfeng laughed.

Suddenly, the horse neighed and the carriage stopped suddenly.

When Jing Yunfeng and Jing Xunhe knew they had encountered a situation, they immediately opened the curtain of the carriage and looked out.

At this sight, both father and son were frightened at the same time.

There were thirty or forty ragged refugees in front of the carriage. They were holding sticks and looking fiercely at the several loads of goods behind the carriage.

Jing Yunfeng suppressed his uneasiness, quickly jumped out of the carriage, and said with a smile on his face, "You brothers are kind-hearted people who are forced by life. Could you please make way for us father and son? What we brought back is Medicinal materials are not food. You can’t eat these medicinal materials even if you take them. I have some silver coins here. You can take the silver coins to buy some food and drink. Can it be convenient for us?”

Jing Xunhe also jumped out of the carriage. Although he was thin and young, he still stood side by side with his father responsibly and gave his hands to dozens of refugees.

Dozens of refugees glanced at Jing Yunfeng.

"You say medicinal materials are medicinal materials? They are all packed in sacks. Who knows whether they are grain or medicinal materials?"

"Yes, what if you are afraid that we will steal the food and lie to us that it is medicinal materials?"

"Brother Lin Zi, let's go open the sack and take a look!"

"Hmph, we can rob even the medicinal materials. The medicinal materials are more valuable than food. If you sell them, you can exchange them for a lot of food!"

"That's right, we haven't eaten for a day, we must get something today!"

The refugees spoke to each other, and soon everyone looked at each other with firm eyes.

They pointed at Jing Yunfeng and his son, and said arrogantly, "If you are wise, quickly take out the money in your arms and throw it on the ground. Leave the carriage and goods behind, and get out of here! These things belong to us!"