The mountains and forests are getting steeper and steeper, with cliffs everywhere.

This place is also far away from Lin'an City. Bai Wutong looked from the mountain and saw a densely packed team of refugees with families and families. Guessing that the officers and soldiers had no time to catch them right now, they sneaked into the easier official roads.

One of them was carrying a dagger and the other was carrying an axe, but no one dared to approach them.

It's almost autumn, and the weather is still hot.

Walking in the crowd, I can't feel the slightest coolness.

Bai Wutong drank a few sips of water, then handed the water bag to Chu Tianbao.

Chu Tianbao drank it with a gulp, and the people around him swallowed their dry throats.

They hadn't had water for almost two days, and their mouths were bursting open.

Now on the road, it is more difficult to drink saliva than to eat rations.

With a "plop", the skinny old lady couldn't hold back and fell to the ground.

With a hoarse voice, she said weakly: "Water, water..."

The young man with sunken cheeks hugged the old lady with red eyes: "Grandmother, I'm going to Beiyun City soon. When I go to the city and find my uncle, I will have water to drink and porridge to eat. Hold on..."

"I want water now...Give me water..." The old lady stretched out her hand tremblingly, her eyes were distracted.

The people around are not used to seeing it, and it is very normal for people to die on the way to escape from the famine.

They glanced numbly, and looked away like walking dead.

Huang Zhong suddenly thought of something, put the old lady down, ran a few steps with all his strength, and before Bai Wutong could react, he knelt down in front of them with a plop.

"Young Master, Miss, I can read and write. I passed the examination as a scholar the year before last, and I work as an accountant in the town. I beg you, give me some water. I am willing to sell myself as a slave and work for you!"

Chu Tianbao dared to drink water like this, there must be water in the bag, as long as he can save his grandmother, Huang Zhong is willing to do anything.

He was afraid that Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao would not agree, so he knocked on the ground with all his might, his forehead was soon stained with blood.

Afraid that Bai Wutong and the others might have concerns, they sat up straight away, unpacking their bags, and wanted to write a letter of prostitution, "I'll write the text now, you are my masters now."

Bai Wutong glanced at the dying old lady, remembered his grandma, took out another water bag from the bag, poured out a bowl of water, "Take it."

Huang Zhong was ecstatic, as soon as he picked up the water, the tottering refugee turned into a wild beast and pounced on him. Before he touched Huang Zhong, he was kicked out by Chu Tianbao.

Huang Zhong didn't care to thank him, so he ran to the old lady.

The water was fed to the old lady's mouth, and she stared at her cloudy eyes, but lost focus.

Huang Zhong probed the old lady's breath with trembling hands, and immediately burst into tears, "Grandmother...grandmother... woo woo woo...you drink water, there is water..."

Bai Wutong sighed helplessly, human beings are too small in the face of disasters.

Now, now is just a little better than the last days.

He cried so sadly that God was infected.

"Boom—"

A thunderclap pierced the sky, dark clouds were densely covered, and in a short while, it rained cats and dogs.

The refugees knelt on the ground and raised their hands and shouted: "God has opened your eyes."

The rain hit them and flowed into their mouths, and they could live for a few more days.

For many, the rain came too late, too late.

The storm was raging, and the road was muddy, making it impossible to move on.

The sky was getting dark, Bai Wutong had to take Chu Tianbao to find a place to stay temporarily.

Fortunately, they were lucky.

After walking downhill in the rain for a while, I saw an abandoned village.

This village is very large, and many refugees have already run into the front few houses.

Bai Wutong didn't want to be crowded with them, so he took Chu Tianbao to a house in the most remote corner.

There was no one in the room, Bai Wutong breathed a sigh of relief.

They were all soaked, and their bundles were naturally soaked too.

However, Bai Wutong took out dry clothes from the bag and handed them to Chu Tianbao, "Change quickly, and be careful not to get sick."

"Uh-huh."

Chu Tianbao quickly took off his clothes, dressed quickly, and peeked at Bai Wutong who was about to change clothes.

Bai Wutong turned around and threw a cloak on his head, "Don't tear it off."

"Okay, lady."

Bai Wutong put on his clothes, while Chu Tianbao obediently put on his cloak, motionless.

Bai Wutong lifted the hijab, caught off guard, and met a pair of big smiling eyes.

Bai Wutong froze for a moment, then quickly shifted his gaze to the ground.

There were some wood on the ground, she picked up many piles on the ground, started a fire with flint, took out a small pot, poured clean water from the water bag, and prepared to cook.

Chu Tianbao stirred the white rice porridge with a spoon to prevent it from sticking to the pan, while Bai Wutong baked the wet things on the side.

Suddenly, the sound of hooves getting closer and closer came from the rain, and finally, they stopped at the door of the house.

Bai Wutong stood up quickly, put aside the rice porridge that was being boiled, and stood at the window, holding the ax tightly, peeking out.

Still in the pattering rain, a burly man carried a baby in swaddling clothes on his back, and tied the horse under the big locust tree in the yard.

Seeing him gently hugging the child into his arms, Bai Wutong lowered the ax in his hand.

Lin Yue hugged the child in one hand and held the sword in the other, and opened the door aggressively.

There was a "bang".

The frail child was frightened and burst into tears.

The man ignored it, but looked at Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao in the room with vigilant eyes.

When Yu Guang fell on the white rice porridge in the pot, a gleam of light flashed in his dark eyes, and he said to the guarded Bai Wutong: "Girl, sell me your pot of porridge!" He grabbed it, but pulled out his hand to his bosom, took out a one hundred taels of silver bill and put it in front of Bai Wutong's eyes.

It's a hundred taels of silver bills at hand!

This is definitely a rich man!

Anyway, she still has rice, and she can cook another pot.

Bai Wutong took the silver ticket cautiously, and Lin Yue took the rice porridge and walked to a corner, hugged the crying child in front of him, and prepared to feed him the rice porridge.

Lin Yue was obviously a novice, holding white rice porridge and facing the child's open mouth, unable to do anything.

Then, his obvious help-seeking eyes fell on Bai Wutong's face.

Probably think that women are born with it.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across his rough face, and he lowered his voice and said to Bai Wutong: "Miss, can you feed the young master for me?"

So it's not the father... Looking at the silk and satin material of the child's swaddle, and the golden horse under the locust tree, their identities should be very unusual.

Bai Wutong was stunned for a moment, Lin Yue stood up and took out another one hundred taels of silver bill in front of Bai Wutong, "Here." He also looked at her bluntly with the expression that this could definitely help.

"..." As expected of a rich man!

Bai Wutong raised his eyebrows, accepted the bank note, and reached out to take the poor child over.

At the same time, Lin Yue also let out a long sigh of relief.

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