After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Xiang Xinbin touched half of the steamed bun hidden in his arms, hurried out of the house and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

Here are all the villagers who are picking stones. Everyone is very busy. When they look at each other, they just nod slightly and say nothing. There is no time to chat.

When Xiang Xinbin arrived here, he no longer ran in a hurry, but wandered around like that.

When no one noticed him, he wandered to the gap at the foot of the mountain.

The city wall of Xiangjia Village is surrounded except at the foot of the mountain.

The two city walls have not been connected yet, so there is a gap on both sides. If one drills there, he can get out of Xiangjia Village.

Xiang Xinbin leaned against the gap and looked around. Seeing that no one was looking here, he ducked and got out of the city wall.

After leaving the city wall, it was like a big white goose being released, flapping its wings and rushing forward.

Xiang Xinbin had a smile on his face. He didn't care if he fell while running. He got up and ran forward.

When he reached a small cave with standing stones, he ducked in and called softly: "Mother."

"My son." A surprised voice came from inside, and then a woman crawled out and rushed towards Xiang Xinbin, "You are here. Mom is so hungry. Have you brought anything to eat?"

With a smile on his face, Xiang Xinbin took out half a steamed bun from his pocket and handed it to her: "Take it."

Mrs. Hong looked at the half steamed bun in Xiang Xinbin's hand, and her smiling face suddenly darkened: "You only brought half a steamed bun again? Can't you eat half a steamed bun and give me a whole steamed bun?"

The smile on Xiang Xinbin's face did not change: "Mom, food rations are not easy now. Everyone in the family only gets half a bun. This is what I saved for you."

Mrs. Hong snatched the bun away from Binbin's hand, took a big bite, and ate it hungrily while holding her neck.

There was only half a steamed bun, and in this extremely hungry situation, it was gone after three or four bites.

After Hong finished eating the steamed buns, he patted Xiang Xinbin and pointed to his mouth.

Xiang Xinbin untied the bamboo tube from his waist, poured water into Hong's mouth, and then took it away.

Hong swallowed the bun with water, beat her chest with her fists, stretched her neck to swallow the bun, and smoothed it down her chest before she recovered.

A small pile of firewood burned in the small cave, and a little dim light illuminated this low but slightly deep small cave.

Small caves like this are usually dug by children in the village when they play hide-and-seek, and they stay here when they no longer play.

Mrs. Hong finally felt relieved, slapped Xiang Xinbin on the back, and growled fiercely: "Thankfully, I'm so kind to you, but you only gave me half a bun."

"Then I still don't know what's going on with Lao Xiang's family. If you ask for two steamed buns, can old Qian Po give it to you?"

"It must be Xiang Ling, that black-hearted and short-lived ghost who won't let you eat it for me..."

"mother!"

A soft but forceful voice interrupted Hong's words: "I didn't tell my sister that you were here."

Hong was stunned for a moment, then she smiled brightly and hugged Xiang Xinbin: "My son still loves my mother the most. I thought you would tell that short-lived ghost, but I didn't expect you really didn't tell her."

"Mother told you, if it weren't for that short-lived ghost..."

Xiang Xinbin broke away from her and said with a serious face: "Mom, don't call me sister like that. She is your daughter."

"Bah!" Ms. Hong spat on the ground with a fierce look in her eyes, "If my biological son can beat her uncle and her cousin, she must be a monster on the mountain. I have to find an opportunity to hold her up. Burned to death.”

"mother!"

The soft voice just now suddenly became sharp: "If you say such things again, I will no longer bring you steamed buns to eat."

Ms. Hong was stunned in place by the yelling, and she looked at Xiang Xinbin intently. For a long time, she clenched her fists and beat him: "You little heartless little thing, my mother is reluctant to eat and wear you to support you, but you and my mother are like this." , and you’re helping others, just let me die, your uncle and the others don’t want me anyway.”

Ever since their nephew was deposed, his brothers' legs were broken, and their whole family had lost face in Hongjia Village, they had blamed all their mistakes on her.

She stayed humble, did everything in the house, and served them like a maid.

But they treated her like a slave. If something didn't go their way, they would beat and kick her, saying that she had given birth to a good daughter who was specially designed to defeat the Hong family.

She could still withstand the punches and kicks before. After all, she was cooking and she still had a few mouthfuls to eat.

Later, the sun turned into a fireball, and everyone couldn't go out during the day or work in the fields. Everyone panicked.

If they cannot grow food, they will surely starve to death.

As a result, every household held grain in their arms and guarded their neighbors, all looking fierce.

When the well was about to dry up, Hong Lizheng asked everyone to pool food to dig a well, but no one was willing.

There is not enough food to eat now, so how can we still go out to dig wells and make it easier for others?

Besides, this well is not being used by their family, but by the whole village. They don’t have water to drink, and other people’s homes don’t have water to drink either.

Later, when the well was completely dry, chaos broke out in the village.

Xiaoman's family hoarded water, but Da Zhuang's family robbed it.

The Dazhuang family took a few sips of water, and was robbed by the Niutou family again.

While grabbing water, they also grabbed food, and then everyone got into a fight.

There is no way to treat the injury, so we have to drag it, and the person will be gone after dragging it.

In the past, when someone died, they had to ask someone to help organize the funeral and dig a hole for burial.

Now when someone dies, dig the ground behind the house, cover the face of the deceased with a piece of the deceased's clothes, throw it into the pit and fill it with soil, and that's it.

After all, you can't go out during the day, it's too dark at night and you can't walk too far, and you have to protect the food and water at home. No one would dig a hole in the ground to bury a dead person.

The entire Hongjia Village was in chaos, and the villagers were dying, injured, and going crazy.

The daring ones went to rob the neighboring village, but were beaten to death. They did not dare to go there anymore and just ran rampant in their own village. If you rob me, I will kill you.

Hong Lizheng's throat was broken by shouting, but he was greeted with a kitchen knife. He didn't dare to take care of it anymore. He led his family against the door and huddled at home.

Staying at home means having food and water. Hong Lizheng's family bore the brunt of being split open by the villagers and taking away food and water.

Fortunately, the villagers were just grabbing food and water. When Hong Lizheng and the others begged for mercy, they did not kill anyone.

Hong Lizheng and his family, who had no food or water, disappeared the next night.

When Mrs. Hong found out, she was extremely frightened. She didn't know whether the Hong Lizheng family had been killed or whether they had escaped on their own.

Wherever he could escape at this time, he would definitely be killed by the villagers.

This guess frightened Ms. Hong so much that after thinking about it, she felt that she had to return to Xiangjiacun.

There is the man who loves her the most, and her son, and she will definitely survive safely.

She took advantage of the darkness of night to take away the last remaining food from the Hong family. She carefully and awkwardly crawled out of the hell village of Hongjia with injuries all over her body.