Escaping from famine and farming: the vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Chapter 44 The house leaks, the wind blows and it rains all night

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

One second east, huge raindrops poured from the sky to the east.

Hong Zimo and Hong Yunfei nestled tightly in Mo Qingcheng's arms. Guan Yunxi protected Mu Wanqing, and Guan Yichen protected Mu Yunchuan behind her. The young boy's eyes were sharp and his face was expressionless.

Yunlei: "..."

Are you being despised? Are you being despised?

Li Changgeng then squeezed in and exchanged glances with Liu Changming and Sun Yunhui, making his heart tremble.

There were three cabins, and people were crowded in the cabin, with children in their arms, so that a few more people could squeeze in.

No matter that, if one-third of the people can't squeeze in, they can let their children and the elderly in...

Mo Qingcheng's heart was heavy. It was still unknown whether he could escape to the south. The bandits would come prepared tomorrow night...

The villagers were devastated. One-third of the blind dates were missing. They could tell with just their toes that they were in trouble. Why didn't they listen to the advice?

Didn’t the village chief remind me that there was a problem with the water cocoa?

They ran away all the way, and those who couldn't run shouted and felt paralyzed. Is there no water source?

Everyone shivered and stayed up for more than an hour. The wind stopped and the rain stopped, and they gradually returned to their original places.

a mess……

"Village chief, help!"

"Village chief, look for his grandson quickly!"

"Village Chief, he kowtowed to me, and his daughter was taken away..."

The three village chiefs were collectively dumbfounded, facing the knees of hundreds of villagers and at a loss.

Li Changgeng frowned and glanced at Mo Qingcheng, as if he was seeing a savior: "Ms. Mo, what do I think?"

Liu Changming and Sun Yunfeng walked in front of each other. Mo Qingcheng rolled his eyes red. Is it worth arousing hatred for this instructor?

"Ahem... The three village chiefs, judging from the traces at the scene, it is not the work of the robbers..."

Mo Qingcheng had secretly checked along the way. Soon, it was confirmed.

But it turned out that Mo Qingcheng heard the noise and took the lead in running away. A group of people in Ulala fled in all directions and made a mess.

Yanfeng Village suffered heavy losses, so they could rest by the river after not much damage. Half of the people in Bishui Village suffered.

In fact, having said that, there are mosquito bites in the dense forest, so most people are not willing to go in.

Li Changgeng and the other two made some statistics and found that six children, seven girls, twenty young men, three cows, four carts, and countless grains were missing.

Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly, the style of painting seems to be good, catching children and girls, could it be...

Everyone talked and told each other about the frightening and sad scene last night.

In a famine year, people are starving, and the only food left at home is taken away. How can people survive?

There were continuous cries. Mo Qingcheng's eyes were deep and his brows were tightened. He couldn't get out the things from the Star Farm No. 1...

Zai Guan Yichen came over with a dark face: "Old Huang is injured..."

Mo Qingcheng was so excited that he ran away last night. At the critical moment, he seemed to have forgotten about the old scalper.

Yes, don’t forget it, don’t have time to take care of it...

The young man's hateful eyes landed on Mo Qingcheng's face. The misunderstanding... was a bit big...

Lao Huang was lying on the ground. There was a scar on his left leg. It was not too deep. It was probably caused by bandits.

"Wait for him!" Mo Qingcheng stood up, walked into the dense forest, and gathered around Guan Yichen nervously for a few hours. The question he asked the most was: "Brother, will my mother come back soon?"

Zai Guan Yichen was a little upset: "I don't know."

"Wow! Mom, don't ask for Mo Mo anymore..."

"Big brother is bad, mother never said not to beg them..."

Hong Zimo and Hong Yunfei took the lead in crying, while Mu Wanqing and Zaiguan Yunxi had expressions written all over their faces that they believed I was a ghost.

The little boy's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his whole body was filled with air-conditioning: "Just wait..."

(End of chapter)