Chapter 707: Fleeing Famine 12

Chapter 707: Chapter 707: Fleeing Famine 12

Du Jincui no longer insists on taking her two children away. She carries a bag of husks, rubbing her aching and swollen cheeks, feeling scared. She catches up but threatens, "Mother, Brother-in-law, since you are determined to go home, I won’t stop you, but you must take good care of Xiaowu and Xiaoyu. I only have these two children, and if anything happens to them, I won’t let you off."

"Go on, why are you standing there?"

After warning them, Du Jincui pulls on Geng Dazhuang, "Do you want to stay behind and go home with them?"

"There’s nothing to eat at home, going back to wait for death?" Geng Dazhuang’s eyes fall on the half bag of husks in Yuan Chun’s hands.

Although husks are hard to swallow, eating them can keep one alive.

This half bag of husks, if eaten sparingly, is enough for him for half a month, but... Geng Dazhuang’s eyes turn to his son.

He won’t care if his brother, niece, and nephew starve to death.

He won’t care if his mother and daughter starve to death.

But his only son, he does not want him to starve to death.

If his son starves, who will support him in his old age?

When he dies, who will perform his funeral rites?

Moreover, his mother is too formidable, he doesn’t dare to take all the husks.

As they say, one blanket cannot cover two types of people.

This couple surprisingly thinks alike.

However, they have the heart of a thief but not the courage.

Geng Dazhuang grits his teeth and says, "Mother, Dalin, take care of yourselves."

He then tells his son, "Xiaowu, you have to take good care of your grandma for dad. If dad finds food, he will definitely come back to get you. You must live well."

Then, he turns and leaves.

So be it, since mother wants to take Xiaowu and Xiaoyu home, he saves on food.

Soon, everyone from Fengling Village is gone.

The once bustling wilderness is now left with Yuan Chun and eight others.

Three adults and five children.

"Mother, they’re all gone, what should we do?" Geng Dalin is a bit panicked, his eyes scanning around, afraid that a pack of wolves might suddenly appear.

"Coward, what are you afraid of, during broad daylight, wolves don’t dare come down from the mountain."

Yuan Chun says as she stands up, finds the chopping knife from the pull-cart, and instructs Geng Dalin’s couple, "Second child, take the wooden bucket and follow me. You, woman, make room in one of the baskets, I need to pack things."

She looks at her grandsons and granddaughters, "Follow grandma, grandma will show you something good."

Geng Xiaowu asks curiously, "Grandma, what’s the good thing?"

Geng Xiaowen smacks his lips, asking, "Grandma, is it food?"

The three granddaughters are also looking at her expectantly and curiously.

Yuan Chun smiles, "It’s something that is both delicious and fun."

"I want to go see with grandma."

"I want to go too."

"Me too, I’m going."

"Let’s go, we’ll all go."

"Mother, have you found food?" Sun Chunfeng joyfully carries an empty basket, then looks back at the pull-cart, "Mother, now that everyone is gone, there’s no one to guard the pull-cart. Should I stay and guard it?"

"Besides those from our village, there’s no one within five miles, no need to guard." Yuan Chun carries the chopping knife, taking the children to a bamboo as thick as a bowl.

Standing in front of the bamboo, Yuan Chun says, "Second child, bring the wooden bucket over here, stand beside, be ready to catch water anytime."

"Mother, where’s the water coming from?"

"Wait and see."

Yuan Chun swings the knife toward the bamboo.

With a loud splash, water springs from inside the bamboo.

Geng Dalin instinctively uses the wooden bucket to catch it, his heart racing with joy, "Mother, there’s water in this bamboo, could the bamboo in the back mountain of our village have water too?"

The children shout in surprise and excitement, "There’s water, there really is water, Grandma, you’re amazing."

"Grandma, we have water to drink now, does that mean we won’t die?"