After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Xiang Ci and Shuishui had a lot of fun and had a good night's sleep.

She was very energetic when she woke up in the morning. When Xiang Xinbai saw her, he teased her: "Are you happy to see those people come back and be driven away?"

"That's right." Xiang Ci held his head high and felt very proud, "I'm so happy to see how they regret it."

Xiang Xinbai followed her example and puffed out his chest: "You are so bad."

"There is no shortage of people who like me." Xiang Ci ran to Ye Kai and patted his chest, "Come on, stand up."

Ye Kai: "..."

He puffed up his chest helplessly, and under Xiang Ci's instruction, walked towards Xiang Xinbai and bumped him with his chest.

Xiang Xinbai's eyes widened: "Ye Kai!"

"Here he is." Ye Kai looked helpless, "I don't want to, but Xiaoqi is happy, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Xiang Ci hurriedly ran behind Xiang Xinbai, pushed him forward, and bumped into Ye Kai's chest.

Ye Kai was knocked back a few steps before he regained his balance: "I'll bump into you, you bump into me, we'll even out."

Xiang Xinbai: "..."

Xiang Ci laughed loudly at this: "You two bumper cars, come again."

Ye Kai ran away quickly, it was so embarrassing.

Xiang Xinbai, who was caught by Xiang Ci, couldn't run away even if he wanted to: "You can't blame me if you leave happily."

Xiang Ci gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Kai who had disappeared, and then looked towards Xiang Xinsong.

A chill ran down Xiang Xinsong's spine and he backed away: "I'm going to burn charcoal."

After saying that, he slipped away. If he didn't leave, he would be hit by Sanbai, which would break two ribs.

Xiang Ci's eyes fell on Xiang Xinrong again.

Xiang Xinrong, who was holding Xiaobao in his arms, sent Xiaobao forward and stammered: "Look, I, I want to take Xiaobao with me."

Xiang Ci chuckled: "Bring the little treasure to Fifth Sister."

Xiang Ling stood up and took Xiaobao, leaving Xiang Xinrong stunned.

No, he didn't want to play this collision game, so how could he be involved.

Xiang Xinrong was forced to stand in front of Xiang Xinbai and looked at him with a red face: "Don't be so cruel."

Otherwise, he would definitely break two ribs in this collision.

Xiang Xinbai laughed and rushed towards Xiang Xinrong. Before he hit him, Xiang Xinrong was scared away.

Xiang Ci: "..."

Xiang Xinbai also took the opportunity to run away.

Xiang Ci: "..."

Xiang Ling laughed at her mercilessly: "See what you can do."

Xiang Ci: "..."

I can't live this day.

Days went on as usual.

A few days later, Zhao Chenyi finally received his father, Zhao family, and friends.

But I never expected that Father Zhao and the others would come this time with a total of more than 2,000 people.

"When we set off from the capital, only a little over 600 people came."

Father Zhao was holding a cup and drinking hot water, and said to Mr. Xiang and others: "It was my Jia Chen who told me in advance how to dig ice holes to hide from frost and how to glide."

"Otherwise, we would freeze to death on the road, let alone get here so quickly."

As soon as Zhao Chenyi received his old father, he took them to the place he had vacated to rest.

After resting, I came back to Mr. Xiang's place. I didn't know the process at all.

What he thought was that if his old father would say it to him first and then to Xiang Lizheng, he might as well listen together so as not to tire his old father.

Mr. Xiang was very happy to hear this. He really didn't expect that Father Zhao would bring the refugees here.

The previous admiration for him being able to get here intact has reached a new level: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhao."

This sentence is more useful than any other sentence.

Father Zhao was very excited after hearing this and wished he could marry Xiang Lizhengyi now: "I'm well prepared, it's not very hard."

"On the road, I met many people fleeing."

"When they saw our group, they followed us and said they wanted us to go together."

"They look so thin. To be honest, I really feel pitiful when I look at them."

"I told them we were going to a place where we could eat and drink as long as we did things, and asked them if they wanted to come with us."

"They agreed to follow us. Along the way, I shared my food with them so that everyone could support themselves until here."

"Xiang Lizheng, you brought so many people here, you won't blame me, right?"

Mr. Xiang smiled and said: "What did Brother Zhao say? We belong to the same family. There is no difference to me whether six hundred people or two thousand people come."

"As long as everyone works hard, we can still keep food and drink."

When Father Zhao heard these words, his anxiety finally dropped and he smiled easily.

He originally brought only 600 people who trusted him to Xiangjiacun.

Who would have expected that as soon as they left the capital, they would see a group of people with sallow faces and skinny faces, so thin that their ribs were clearly visible, with big heads on their heads and dull eyes.

When he was in the capital, he also asked his family to give porridge.

I also heard from family members how pitiful and miserable the refugees outside the capital were.

But if you haven’t seen it with your own eyes, the impact is not that great.

When I left the capital this time, I was shocked to see these skinny refugees.

These refugees looked at him from a distance, their eyes numb and lifeless, staring at his sledge like wandering ghosts.

There was a lot of baggage on the sledge, and in the eyes of the refugees, they naturally wondered what delicious food was inside.

They swung over again like wandering ghosts, stretching out their hands like chicken claws to grab it.

It's a pity that Father Zhao and his friends are crowded here, and they are all strong and strong, so they are not easy to mess with at first glance.

They, the skinny refugees, did not dare to touch the stone-like man with their porcelain-like bodies.

If that's the case, it's not robbery, it's suicidal.

So everyone could only watch with their eyes and did not dare to come forward to rob.

If you don't dare to rob, you don't dare to come forward to ask for it, for fear of being disgusted and killed by the other party.

Most of the refugees who went north starved to death, and a small number were killed by patrolmen because of robbery.

They are the remaining one-tenth of the refugees.

They wandered here and there like wandering ghosts, digging in and eating whatever they could stuff into their mouths.

Now seeing the clothes and temperament of Father Zhao and the others, the quietness of a scholar, and the majesty of a wealthy family, they did not dare to get close.

Seeing their dull and numb eyes, Father Zhao didn't want to speak to them, so he quickly led his people away.

Along the way, we met sparsely hungry people, some of whom bravely came to beg for food.

Father Zhao, who was already soft-hearted and kind-hearted, couldn't hold back and gave him a steamed bun.

In this way, some refugees felt that Father Zhao was a good person, so they followed him secretly, thinking that they might be able to ask for a steamed bun when the time came.

Father Zhao told the refugees that he was moving his family to a place where they could eat and drink, and asked them if they wanted to go.

The refugee was naturally very grateful and said he was willing to follow him.

After walking for a while, we met another wave of refugees looking for food.

When the refugees saw that there were refugees behind the convoy, they bravely stepped forward to ask questions. Knowing that they were going to a place where they could eat and drink, they followed along.

Regardless of whether there is really a place to eat and drink ahead, for now, at least there is a thought in my heart and I will not feel despair.

So, first there were a few refugees, then a dozen...and slowly it became hundreds.