The scumbag man and scumbag girl have nowhere to hide

Yun Huanxi put the basket into the water and quietly added a little bit of spiritual spring water.

A miracle happened, schools of fish swam into the basket.

Yun Huanxi quickly picked up the basket on his back and filled it with fish.

Hu Niu also hurriedly scooped out another basket full of fish.

The two dumped the fish on the shore and quickly got into the water.

Yun Huanxi dropped another small drop of spiritual spring water, and the fish swam over like cats that smelled the fishy smell.

The two of them filled the baskets several times, but in the end it was probably because the smell was gone, or maybe all the nearby fish had been scooped out by the two of them.

There were no fish in the river. The two walked ashore and laughed when they saw the fish jumping all over the bank.

Yun Huan looked at the fish that weighed as little as a pound with joy, and sighed at the richness of this ancient nature's gift.

"Ask the chief to send people to get the fish, cook them all and eat them together.

As for how it was done, let’s just say it was fished out of the river.

Don't talk about what happened just now, lest everyone make a fuss. "

Yun Huanhuan bit Huniu, and Huniu nodded and agreed to go to the clan leader.

Yun Huanxi picked up a dozen large fish weighing about 10 kilograms, processed them, took them back, and asked the chef to braise them for everyone in the village to eat.

There were about a hundred pieces left, all given to the villagers.

How to cook it is up to the clan leader, she doesn't recommend it.

The clan chief heard Huniu's advice and brought people from the village who knew how to cook.

When I looked at the results, my God, there were hundreds of them. If it didn’t work, I needed someone to help.

That night, everyone ate delicious fish and drank fish soup.

For most of the villagers, they feel that their days on the run are better than at home.

If you don’t work, you will have enough to eat every day, and there will be meat to eat.

It's just a bit laborious, but it's hard work.

Wujia Village behind them was not so lucky.

A slow step means a slow step. A slow escape means separation between life and death.

After the head of the Wu family village learned the news from the head of the Yun family, he immediately asked the whole village to pack up and prepare to flee.

It's a pity that the people of Wujia Village are not as united and obedient as the people of Yunjia Village.

Especially the old people in Wujia Village. When they heard that they were going to leave their hometown, they immediately cried and refused to leave.

The old man, who usually has a wilted head and a slumbering mind, and talks kindly, is now as stubborn as a cow.

"You go, I'm too old to run."

"You guys go, I'm at this age and I can't leave anymore."

"I will stay to guard the ancestral graves, the ancestral hall, and the one-third of an acre of land at home."

"I'm not in good health, so I won't leave so as not to drag you down."

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In Wujiacun, before the escape started, there were cries of death and death.

The head of Wujia Village has no choice but to forcefully carry him away.

He had no choice but to let everyone clean up what was necessary, and the chickens, ducks, and pigs went in with white knives and went out with red knives.

The sounds of chickens flying and dogs jumping, the cries of old people and children, the squealing of pigs being killed, and the whimpering of women reluctantly came and went.

How could this chaos be compared to the orderliness when Yunjia Village set off.

What was even worse was that the people from Wujia Village were chasing after Yunjia Village, but in the end they couldn't catch up because of their slow pace.

I could only follow the wheel tracks and catch up to the official road.

Because they had just started fleeing, none of them looked so embarrassed.

There were three bullock carts with bulging sacks, which looked like grain.

Looking at the trolleys pushed by other people, they were also full of sacks.

The official road was full of hungry refugees. Seeing so much food, they were like hungry dogs seeing steamed buns, but they couldn't help but pounce on them.

The people of Wujia Village did not organize a convoy when they fled, and they did not have a strong sense of safety precautions.

The main reason is that there is not enough unity. When a family's wheelbarrow was overturned, everyone did not immediately step forward to help stop it.

The refugees who were still watching saw that someone had succeeded, and they jumped into the Wujiacun team desperately.

The bullock cart was overturned by a group of dozens of refugees, and the bags of grain inside were torn by the refugees.

The food inside flowed out, irritating the refugees even more desperately and rushing to grab it.

Some people pounce on the food and stuff it into their mouths, regardless of whether it is raw or not, or whether it will irritate their throats.

There were more than thirty refugees who seemed to be stronger, but they actually dragged the driver of Wujiacun out, drove the ox cart and ran away.

A cart of food was snatched away by more than thirty refugees.

The people of Wujia Village rose up to resist. At first, it was something that had nothing to do with themselves and they were robbing other people's property. They endured it and did not take action.

Now everyone is being robbed and everyone is fighting with the refugees.

All the men were holding kitchen knives and axes to chop.

Those who had a hoe picked up the hoe and smashed it wildly. The refugees, who were already top-heavy from hunger, fell in large pieces due to the hoe swinging wildly.

The women also woke up. In this robbery, you will die or I will live. They also wielded kitchen knives to chop, and beat spatulas and iron pots fiercely.

A life-and-death melee ended with all the refugees casualties.

More than half of the people in Wujia Village were slightly or seriously injured, and 5 people died. In the end, they won a tragic victory.

One cart was short of grain, and the other cart was also missing half of its grain. Most of the remaining grain in the other wheelbarrows was scattered on the ground.

A lot of grain was not only stained with mud, but also stained with blood.

Some refugees died on grain bags with their mouths full of grain.

Wu Lichang's own arm was also injured in the fight, and he tore off a piece of clothing to wrap it up.

He directed those who could still move to repackage the grain on the ground into grain bags, tie it to the wheelbarrow, and put some of it into the remaining two oxcarts.

Five families died, and the dead were buried beside the official road.

One family had a man die, a strong working man. In order to protect his family's food, he was swarmed by refugees and crushed to death.

On the verge of death, half of his body was still leaning on the grain bag.

He left behind a daughter-in-law and three children under the age of six.

The daughter-in-law cries for the man, the children cry for father, the mother-in-law cries for son...

The other four families also cried out the same way, but the cries included "Grandma," and "Grandpa."

Those who died in these four families were their elders, who were pushed down and trampled to death by the refugees.

Wu Lichang looked very ugly. He should have left immediately when he got the news. At least he could keep up with the people of Yunjia Village.

If you follow the people from Yunjia Village, with so many of them guarding the front, the refugees will never dare to come and rob you.

He could see at that time that many people in Yunjia Village were holding iron rods and walking beside them, making it clear that they were protecting them.

In addition to pushing carts and picking things, the people in my own village have no spare time to come out to protect the villagers.

At this time, Wu Lichang felt regretful and felt as uncomfortable as a cat scratching his head, and his expression was very unsightly.

All the food on the ground, regardless of whether it was blood or mud, was put into the bag.

He also told everyone to start quickly and get out of here.

They had just had a fight. If another refugee rushed to grab them, they would not have the strength to fight again. They would only be beaten.

The people of Wujia Village hurriedly moved, and the village chief who followed them left the place without looking back, leaving behind the refugees staggering all over the ground.

These refugees were already dizzy from hunger, and now they were beaten to half death. Even if they did not die immediately, they were not far away from death.

In this damn world, no one can blame anyone or sympathize with anyone.

Wu Lichang desperately urged his villagers to travel day and night.

Even at night, they dare not sleep on the road for fear that they will be robbed by refugees as soon as they fall asleep.

The lack of things and the continuous rush allowed them to catch up with the large army in Yunjia Village.