flee from famine?Dressed to be vicious, the mother-in-law holds hundreds of billions of supplies!

But at present, Huang's health is obviously not good. She is not a gynecologist, and she doesn't know how to test. What should I do now.

One side is Yan Ning, the other side is in front of my eyes!

Naturally, keep the eyes first.

With a dazed mind, she looked at Old Madam Yan, who had many birth experiences, and said, "Mother, how is Mrs. Huang's situation? What do you think should be done?"

Old Madam Yan stood up and followed her outside. These words cannot be said around pregnant women.

"The baby can't be kept, but if the adults take care of it, it will be fine if it can still be born in the future. Do you have anything that can make her fall asleep? It's too painful to be awake."

"Yes." As long as the adults are fine.

As for children, it may not be fate.

Just something to put you to sleep, sleeping pills?Melatonin?

She looked at the old lady, how did the old lady know if she had this thing?Thinking about this, Yan Qingshu took out a pill, which was a Chinese patent medicine. If it was those sleeping pills, it would be bad for women's health.

The old lady had a face of trust, and didn't care why she had this thing at all!

As if she should have it herself.

This kind of trust came very strangely.

Yan Qingshu followed the old lady back to the thatched shed and asked Huang what he wanted to eat.

Huang thought for a while and said, "I want to eat apples. The apples I ate that day were so fragrant and sweet."

"Okay." Yan Qingshu walked outside, and when she came back, she really had an apple in her hand, and handed the apple to Huang Shi.

Huang gnawed on the apple, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The tears in my eyes can't stop,

Thinking of Yan Ning in her heart, Yan Qingshu called Zhu Shi and asked Zhu Shi, who had experience in childbirth, to take care of Huang Shi.

As for the old lady, she should take more rest when she gets older.

She handed Huang a fat chicken: "The pheasant caught from the mountains, my brother and sister cooked it for Huang's body."

Chu! ! !

Such a fat chicken doesn't look like it's from the mountains.

It's just that the eldest sister said that it was a pheasant from the mountains, and she would not tell outsiders that the eldest sister-in-law touched the chicken from a small town.

Zhu Shi saw Yan Qingshu leaving to cook chicken soup outside.

The chicken soup was simmering on the fire, and she kept an eye on the shed from time to time, while her father fell asleep again, and her mother was not in a good mood. She watched Mrs. Huang discharge the filthy things, took them outside, and asked someone to help bury them.

Zhu Shi sighed lightly.

The daughter of the Xiucai family is too weak. When she recovers, she will take her younger siblings to kill pigs, run together, and exercise her arms together. In this way, even if she is pregnant, the child will not say no to the threatening scene in front of her. Gone.

Yan Qingshu is now gliding on the snow.

She was getting faster and faster, and soon went down the mountain. At this moment, the rebel army had left, and the town was burned, looted, and a mess.

Yan Ning!

Yan Ning!

Worried that something might happen to Yan Ning, she expanded her search area with no one, but she didn't see the person she was looking for in the small town.

When lost, Yan Ning, who had just descended from the mountain, appeared in the drone lens in the corner.

He was all alone and didn't know what was going on in the town.

Yan Qingshu hurriedly slid over.Stop people.

The man in the snow had wounds on his legs, and his face was turned blue by stones.

Walking in the snow is no easy task.The young man was in such a miserable state, he didn’t know how many times he fell, and it was Yan Qing who went down the mountain last time, and Yan Ning didn’t know how to use a skateboard at all.

Yan Qingshu looked at his miserable younger brother and said, "There's no need to go."

Yan Qing paused, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Yan Qingshu hurriedly said: "Sister-in-law is fine, but the child is gone, and it's useless to go to the town below..." After she finished speaking, she looked at Yan Qing: "Go back."

Yan Ning froze for a moment, her big hand was held.

Walk in the direction you came from.

Looking at the snow and the pale ground, he suddenly asked: "God, what's wrong, it's snowing heavily in April, is it intentional to keep us from living?"

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters never go alone. We are still alive. In fact, we should be considered lucky. The unlucky ones have been killed by the rebel army!" Yan Qingshu said, turning her head to look at Yan Ning.

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and because there were too many old and weak members in the team, they couldn't go to the small town to exchange supplies.

If you got there successfully yesterday, would you want to rest up in a place where there are people?

Will she also face being slaughtered now? Yan Qingshu withdrew her thoughts, it's useless to think about that now!

In troubled times, human life is worthless, and when the wind blows and the fire burns, human life will be gone. Otherwise, how can we call it a troubled world.

Living in such a background, people are not as good as dogs.

When the two returned to the thatched shed, Mrs. Huang was already asleep.

Some people in the shed were discussing how to wait for the weather to get better, go down the mountain, and go to the small town to exchange for something.

Yan Ning was in a daze, and Dabao and Xiaoshan felt that the atmosphere was not right, so they stayed quietly and didn't bother anyone.

Yan Qingshu stirred up the flames with a stick, making the fire burn.

Give the shed some extra heat.

After two days of staying in place like this, the weather suddenly cleared up.

The temperature also rose in an instant.

The clothes on his body covered his body with sweat.

The snow melted and turned into tinkling water that flowed down the river.

I don't know if the pheasants and rabbits who carried it over in the snow and cold jumped up happily.

The village chief's health improved on this day, but, after all, he had an illness, and his energy was not as good as before. Even his speaking speed slowed down, and his hearing was not so good.

When people are old, they cannot get sick, and a little bit of headache and brain fever can kill half of their lives.

"The weather is getting better, we can go down the mountain now, I hope it will be smoother in the future." The village head muttered.

This made Yan Qingshu pause slightly, it was too difficult to see the village chief's wish.

Such an emotional speech.

Should she tell the village chief the truth?

Forget it, or else you will be asked how you know.

Yan Qingshu followed the team and walked down the mountain.

Old man Yan walked slowly Yan Shu and Yan Qing recited it for a while from time to time, and Mrs. Zhu could also recite it occasionally.

Yan Ning is good at taking care of Huang.

Those who have a miscarriage have rested for five days, and then they are on their way, in troubled times!

The long line was shortened a bit.

The walking speed did not increase.

Yan Qingshu was walking on the road, cutting the apple in his hand into small pieces from time to time, and putting it in the mouth of the walking Huang.

A woman with a miscarriage is very weak and needs nourishment, and she can't eat too badly or be too tired.

But they are all on the way to escape from the famine, and the people in other families are already hungry and thin. Although their intestines are not fat and round, none of them are thin enough to become skulls, at most they are darker.

From the looks of the villagers, even slightly out of place.

Walking in the crowd, Xiao Shan, who doesn't look like a mountain, doesn't leak water and has no sense of presence, suddenly said: "They have all lost a lot of weight."

Old lady Yan and the old man took a look at the villagers who were on the road together.Indeed, my family is stronger.

Yan Qingshu coughed softly: "When our family first fled famine, we ate meat every day, and our health was slightly better."

The Yan family seemed to believe this explanation and continued to move forward.

Walking down the mountain quickly, the town looks fine from a distance under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Walking into some, loud and small cries can be heard.

The village chief stared at the small town in front of him, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and he sped up slightly.

Walking into the town, all you see are ruins.

Many huts were burned.

There are dead people on the ground.

To die is to die, and even more are disheveled.

This kind of scene is the easiest to draw out the evil in people's hearts.

"What's going on here?" Yan Qing's voice was slightly dry and hoarse, staring at the gunpowder smoke on the ground, there was still a vague smell of rotting meat in the air.

Obviously, when they came here before, it was still a very peaceful and happy town.