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Chapter 1851 We Are Really Fleeing Famine, Not Bandits 133

Li's eyes widened and she clutched her chest, unable to recover for a long time.

My daughter...can she still get married in the future?

"Mom, don't be stunned, let's catch up with sister quickly."

Little An'an's eyes widened and shone brightly. Seeing that her sister had run out of the yard, she quickly pulled her mother to follow her.

Mrs. Li also came back to her senses now, although she still couldn't accept that her skinny little girl suddenly turned into a "strong woman"

He took his son by the hand and rushed directly behind his daughter.

"Then...then, my daughter, why don't you just...let's carry it." Qiao Laosan looked at his wife and children who were chasing after him, his face was so embarrassed that he was almost bleeding.

He is a grown man, but... actually...

"Dad, don't worry about anything else at this time. Let's run away quickly." Mrs. Li was afraid that her husband would be stubborn, so she quickly suppressed the strange idea in her heart, looked away, and persuaded her without conscience.

Xiao An didn't care about this at all, on the contrary, he was very excited.

He advised insincerely: "Yes, yes, dad, I will save face for you in the future, but my life is still at stake now."

Sister is so awesome!

Sister is so strong!

Sister is so mighty!

He must work hard to reach the level of his sister as soon as possible.

If he needs to carry it again in the future, he can help carry it without burdening his sister.

"Ahem, Xiao An is right. You, the boss, don't move or think about anything. Your life is at stake at this time."

After listening to her son's words, Hui Niang looked more relaxed and walked quickly behind her, persuading her husband not to leave for fear that he would make trouble again.

As soon as a family of four ran to the turning intersection ahead, they bumped into a group of people.

There were twenty-one of them, large and small, old and young.

There were three families in total, each carrying a simple wooden frame.

The scaffolding was set up just a few days ago when we were carrying them down from the mountain. It came in handy this time.

If you look closely, you will see that they are all people with surnames from other parts of the village.

Guo family, Yang family, Ye family.

My ancestors are not from here, but they escaped from the disaster.

Therefore, there are not many fields, so they usually make a living by hunting.

Because Qiao Laosan often went to the mountains to hunt, he got close to them in private.

At this moment, they were stunned when they saw a thin and frail little girl in front of them, easily carrying a big man and running forward non-stop.

After seeing the people clearly, all of them opened their mouths wide and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

However, I soon realized that time was running out.

Without any care for politeness, a black-faced man rushed forward and asked.

"Uncle Qiao, my father injured his back and cannot move. Can we go up the mountain with you?"

Another woman from another family also hurried forward, but this one had better eyesight.

"Sanya, my leg is injured, can we go hide with you? Don't worry, we are responsible for food and water, and we won't hold you back."

The Guo family's aunt also asked anxiously, "Sanya, your Uncle Guo has injured his leg and can't use it now. Can he hide with you?"

The ones they injured were all the strong members of the family.

Last time, the village organized a fight in the mountains to see if they could catch prey. When they encountered a pack of wolves, the few of them who often hunted could only follow Qiao Laosan to fight for the villagers. As a result, everyone was injured.

Not easy.

Although the villagers feel guilty, they are now so poor that every family has no food, so they can only promise to compensate them for a better life in the future.
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