Escape to the desert and farming: the doomsday boss dressed as the best eldest sister

However, the closure of the city is quite bad for Uncle Qiu's family.

If Bai Junjun's guess is correct, as long as they appear in the city, the yamen servants will arrest the father and son, so the Qiu family in the Seven Cities of Xuanwei can't stay.

But no one knows how long this battle will last, and hiding in the jungle is not an option, unless you can find a peach blossom garden and escape from the world.

However, the sky is big and the earth is big, where is the pure land.

"Why don't I join the army." The boss was a little discouraged, so at least his wife and children could continue to stay in the city, and hiding in Tibet was not an option.

"Nonsense, you don't look at the world. There is no man in the family, how do you let Xiaoshan and his wife live." Old Qiu uncle was the first to disagree.

"Brother, don't be arrogant. Have you forgotten the other sisters-in-law and children in the village? The sister-in-law and Xiaoshan may also be taken away." The second child also reminded anxiously.

After hearing this, Qiu Da calmed down, and he sighed repeatedly: "When will this troubled world be the end?"

In troubled times and chaotic times, it is the world that is in chaos, and it is the common people that are suffering.

Uncle Qiu looked at his sons with desperate faces for a long while before clenching his fists.

"Let's go to Biluo too."

"!" Everyone heard this and looked at their father in unison.

"Didn't you say that Biluo accepts refugees? Since there are so many people passing by, there are not a few of us behind."

"But the way we went out..." Qiu San was a little worried about running into the yamen servants who were arresting strong men.

"As long as you don't enter the city, it shouldn't be a big problem. After all, the yamen servants are busy managing the refugees in the city, and won't disperse their manpower to chase those who escaped. As long as you are careful, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Miss Junjun, what do you think? "

Bai Junjun's performance in the past few days has undoubtedly conquered the Qiu family, old uncle Qiu is very convinced of her, let alone other people.

Bai Junjun, who was named, just nodded and said: "At present, we can only go down to Biluo first, and then we can see the situation when we get there before making the next step."

This is also a way out of nowhere.

"But before we go to Biluo, our luggage has to be rearranged, and these two carts can't carry it."

Hearing this, the Qiu family took a look at the luggage they carried all the way and felt a little pained.

There are their furs, pots and pans, etc., all of which are personal things that have been with them for many years, and they are reluctant to throw them away.

"Now is not the time for nostalgia." Bai Junjun reminded lightly: "We are not the only ones traveling south to Biluo. Holding large and small bags can easily become the target of other travelers."

After all, the road they are going to take next is no longer as empty as going to Hancheng.

Walking with them are thousands of refugees, most of whom were dehumanized by the famine.

Seeing them push the scooter, dragging their children and children and carrying big bags and bags, I'm afraid they will be snatched away as fat sheep.

At that time, the same can't be kept.

"What Junjun said is that these are all belongings outside the body. Let's buy something again when we find a place to stay." Old Uncle Qiu sighed and clapped the case.

Then everyone began to pick and choose what they needed to bring.

A water bladder is a must, and you always need to drink water on the road.

Bows and arrows and broadswords must also be brought. These are weapons for self-defense and can also act as a deterrent to peers.

Mushrooms and wild vegetables had to be brought with them. It would be difficult to supply food along the way south. These were their rations for going south.

Animal hides, pots and pans, a change of clothes, and even buckets and carts should be put down to add unnecessary burdens to yourself.

As for the others, Bai Junjun tightly held the three grains of brown rice in his pocket, which Mrs. Liu gave her earlier.