Chapter 6: Starting the road to escape famine
Ling Xin had seen a short movie, and this thing was definitely the best among the best.
"You have quite a lot of money, no wonder you gave birth to seven children! You are the only stud capable of this, right? Awesome..." She complained to herself.
Maybe he hadn't washed since he became paralyzed, he was so dirty that she couldn't stand it.
It took a long time to get it done.
After rinsing it clean, she wiped the body and used a hair dryer to blow dry the hair.
It was impossible to throw him back to the warehouse, otherwise it would be a waste of time.
She could only take advantage of the convenience of the space and put him on her bed.
To be honest, a naked man lying on her bed, the atmosphere is a bit strange, wasn't it?
Ahem!
Putting aside her strange mood, she found some iodine and other medicines in the pharmacy and treated the large and ugly wounds on his body.
As a last resort, she gave him anti-inflammatory medicine.
This man is really cruel!
With the degree of bruises on the wounds, an ordinary person would have died long ago.
Not only did he survive, he also became a great prime minister.
Now it seems that saving him was the right thing to do.
She went to get some warm water for him.
Unexpectedly, he actually drank it all.
"..." She cooked another bowl of porridge and fed him spoonful by spoonful.
After taking care of Lin Ziyuan, she went to the kitchen to prepare food for the journey.
She kneaded dough and made pancakes, and prepared some mixed vegetables and pickled vegetables.
After washing and drying the clothes and putting them on Lin Ziyuan, she was exhausted and fell asleep in the empty space next to him.
She slept for ten hours before waking up.
Outside, the journey was about to start in less than an hour. She tidied up the cart, covered it with a thick quilt, and then put Lin Ziyuan on it.
The weather was still very hot, especially after the sun came out.
So she improved the cart by making four pillars and simply covered it with oil paper to block the sun.
There was a space of more than half a meter wide on the side, where some things were piled up and there was space for the children.
Once everything was ready, she made a big pot of egg noodles in the space.
Woke up the children and put on their clothes.
It took the little kids a long time to recover from the shock, and they all looked at their stepmother.
It turned out that what happened yesterday was real, not a dream.
After eating, it was already the Yin hour.
At this time, the people in the village were in sorrow and fear of the future.
After all, it was sad to leave the place where their ancestors had lived for generations.
Especially the elderly, some of them cried, some of them were reluctant to leave.
Finally, they set out under the leadership of the village chief.
There were more than a hundred households in Linjia Village, with nearly seven hundred people.
Many families pulled carts, and the team was particularly long.
Ling Xin's home was at the back, and also at the end of the team.
There were only a few people behind her, holding the things they had missed, and quickly caught up with the main team.
Ling Xin didn't have much feeling about leaving Linjia Village.
The little ones were still sleepy, staring with hazy eyes, in a daze.
The feeling of leaving home was not as shocking as the change in their stepmother.
Seeing that the team had already set off, Ling Xin also pushed the cart and started.
She silently prayed for herself in her heart, after all, her body was not very strong yet.
And the road ahead was entirely up to her.
She couldn't rely on the seven little ones. Her cheap husband? He can't be relied on either.
The temperature was slightly chilly in the early morning. She took out a small thin blanket from the bamboo basket... actually from the space, and covered the babies with it.
Sanbao leaned back a little cautiously, and looked at her curiously with his bright eyes.
Ling Xin ignored him and pushed the cart hard.
Thinking about the future, she was overwhelmed.
Yesterday, she was in a daze and had no time to think about it, so she just accepted the fact of time travel.
But... when she really started to flee the famine, all kinds of real problems were put before her, and she suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.
If she was alone, she would not be afraid.
The problem was that she has a whole family of weak, sick and disabled people to take care of.
If one of them is not careful, one will be lost or die.
When this evil villain wakes up, won't he blame all the faults on her?
'Kill him?' Countless small thoughts surged into her mind.
In the faint light of dawn, her eyes fell on Lin Ziyuan's face.
He had crawled out of the pile of dead bodies three times...
She immediately gave up the idea of killing him.
Although the original owner in the book failed to save Qibao, Lin Ziyuan didn't kill her after waking up, right?
He just made her live a life worse than death, hehe...
It would be better to save Qibao's life and let the villain owe her a favor.
After taking the divorce letter, stay away from places of trouble.
As for who wins and who loses in the fight between the villain and the hero and heroine, it has nothing to do with her.
She pushed the cart resignedly.
About half an hour later, a slender figure came running quickly through the crowd.
She had a smile on her face... a somewhat smug look.
Ling Xin immediately searched the original owner's memory.
This woman was Wang Qiong, the daughter of widow Wang from Linjia Village, who had always disliked the original owner.
Most people in Linjia Village have the surname Lin, and a few have other surnames.
Widow Wang's husband was from another family. They settled in Linjia Village more than 20 years ago and later died of a serious illness.
Although the mother and daughter suffered a bit, fortunately there were many "good people" in the village, and their lives were much better than Ling Xin's weak family.
If she didn't move forward while fleeing from famine, then running back will definitely not bring good things.
"Ling Xin..." Wang Qiong called out from a distance of several dozen meters away.
Ling Xin heard her call reluctantly and did not respond.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Wang Qiong curled his lips and ran over to her: "At the intersection ahead, it seems that your mother is lost."
Her mother?
If the original owner's memory is correct, her parents should not be considered normal people. Their intelligence is relatively low, almost the same as that of a five or six-year-old child.
The original owner had always disliked them, even to the point of hating them.
About a month ago, the original owner met her mother on the way to town with several girls from the village, and she wanted to pretend not to see her.
But her mother was a tactless person. She was particularly happy when she saw her daughter, she started calling her "Xinxin" from a distance, which embarrassed her in front of the villagers.
Wang Qiong had met her mother at that time.
Ling Xin didn't feel much and continued to walk forward.
The people in her mother's family were all top-notch. Because her parents had low IQs, they had beaten and scolded the original owner since she was a child.
From her grandfather and grandmother to her eldest aunt and uncle, none of them gave her a good look.
She really didn't want to get involved with that family and cause trouble for herself.
Wang Qiong was puzzled when she saw that she still didn't respond.
She knew that Ling Xin hated being mentioned about her mother the most, so her reaction today was a bit wrong.
Not long after walking, Ling Xin saw two people standing under the scorched yellow tree.
One man and one woman.
Judging from their figures alone, both of them were relatively outstanding, tall and straight.
Perhaps because of anxiety, the two of them stomped their feet and turned back and forth, like helpless children who were confused and helpless.
"That's your mother, right?" Wang Qiong chased after her and asked, "Is the other man your father?"
The tone was full of sarcasm.
A pair of eyes fell on Ling Xin's face, wanting to see her embarrassment.
But this time, Ling Xin didn't show any anger or intention to avoid. Instead, she pushed the cart faster: "Why are you here? Where are the others?"
Seeing their daughter, the couple ran over happily: "Xinxin, Xinxin..."