MTL - Farm Gate Escape: There is Room For Full-level Bosses-Chapter 9 As expected of a rich man

   Chapter 9 Worthy of being a rich man

  The mountains and forests are getting steeper and steeper, and there are cliffs everywhere.

  This place is also very far from Lin'an City. Bai Wutong looked at it from the mountain, and the refugees with their families and their families were densely packed. It was estimated that the officers and soldiers would not have the time to catch them, so they infiltrated the official road which was easier to walk.

   One of them carried a dagger and the other had an axe, but no one dared to approach them.

   It is almost autumn, and the weather is still hot.

   Walking in the crowd, I can't feel the slightest coolness.

   Bai Wutong took a few sips of water and handed the water bag to Chu Tianbao.

  Chu Tianbao finished his drink with a thud, and the people around him swallowed their dry throats.

   They haven't had water for almost two days, and their mouths burst open.

   Now on this road, it is more difficult to drink water than to eat rations.

With a    "thump", the skinny old lady couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

   She said weakly in a hoarse voice: "Water, water..."

   The young man with sunken cheeks hugged the old lady with red eyes: "Grandmother, you will be in Beiyun City soon. When you enter the city and find your uncle, you will have water and porridge to eat. Just hold on..."

   "I want water now...Give me water..." The old lady stretched out her hand tremblingly, her eyes wandering.

   The people around you are not used to it, and it is normal to see dead people on the road to escape.

   They glanced numbly and looked away like walking dead.

  Huang Zhong suddenly thought of something, put the old lady down, ran a few steps with all his strength, and before Bai Wutong could react, he knelt down in front of them with a plop.

   "Young Master, Miss, I can read and read. I passed the exam last year as a scholar, and I work as a check-in clerk in the town. Please, give me some water. I am willing to sell myself as a slave and be a cow and a horse for you!"

  Chu Tianbao dared to drink such a big mouthful of water, there must be water in the bag, as long as he can save his grandmother, Huang Zhong is willing to do anything.

   He was afraid that Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao would not agree, so he knocked on the ground desperately again and again, and his forehead was soon stained with blood.

   Afraid that Bai Wutong and the others would have concerns, he sat up straight, and when he opened the bag, he was about to write a letter of prostitution, "I'll write the script right now, and you are my masters now."

   Bai Wutong glanced at the dying old lady, remembered her grandmother, took out another water bag in the bag, poured a bowl of water out, "Take it."

  Huang Zhong was overjoyed, and as soon as he picked up the water, the crumbling refugee immediately turned into a beast and swooped over. Before he touched Huang Zhong, he was kicked out by Chu Tianbao.

  Huang Zhong didn't care to thank him, so he ran to the old lady's side.

  Water was fed to the mouth of the old lady, who stared at her cloudy eyes, but lost focus.

  Huang Zhong trembled and probed the old lady's breath, and suddenly burst into tears, "Grandmother...grandmother...wuwuwu...you drink water, there is water..."

   Bai Wutong sighed helplessly, human beings are too small in the face of disaster.

   Now, now is just a little better than the last days.

   He cried so sadly that God was infected.

   "Boom-"

   A loud thunder pierced through the sky, and the clouds were densely covered. In a short while, it started to rain heavily.

  The refugees knelt on the ground and raised their hands and shouted, "God's eyes are open."

  The rain hits them, flows into their mouths, and gives them a few more days to live.

  For many people, this rain came too late, too late.

   It was stormy and the road was muddy, making it impossible to move forward at all.

   The sky was getting dark, so Bai Wutong had to take Chu Tianbao to find a place to stay temporarily.

   Fortunately, they were lucky.

   Walking down the mountain road in the rain for a while, I saw an abandoned village.

  This village is very large, and many refugees have already entered the houses in front of it.

   Bai Wutong didn't want to crowd with them, so he took Chu Tianbao to a house in the most remote corner.

   There was no one in the room, Bai Wutong breathed a sigh of relief.

   They were soaked all over, and their bags were naturally soaked.

  Bai Wutong took out dry clothes from his bag and handed them to Chu Tianbao, "Quickly change them, be careful of getting sick."

"Uh-huh."

  Chu Tianbao stripped himself naked, quickly put it on, and peeked at Bai Wutong who was about to change clothes.

   Bai Wutong turned around and threw a cloak on his head, "Don't tear it off."

   "Okay, lady."

   Bai Wutong got dressed, Chu Tianbao was still wearing his cloak and didn't move.

   Bai Wutong lifted the hijab, caught off guard, and met a pair of big smiling eyes.

   Bai Wutong was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes quickly shifted to the ground.

  There was some wood on the ground. She picked up many piles of ground, made a fire with flint, took out a small pot, got clean water from the water bag, and prepared to cook.

  Chu Tianbao stirred the white rice porridge with a spoon to prevent it from sticking to the pot, while Bai Wutong was baking the wet things on the side.

   Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves coming closer and closer in the rain, and finally, stopped at the door of the house.

   Bai Wutong quickly stood up, put aside the white rice porridge that was being boiled, and then clenched his axe and stood at the window, peering out.

  It was still raining in the pattering rain, a burly man was carrying a baby still on his back, and tied his horse under the big locust tree in the yard.

   Bai Wutong saw that he was gently holding the child into his arms, and the axe in his hand was lowered.

  Lin Yue held the child in one hand and the sword in the other, and slammed open the door aggressively.

   "Bang".

   The weak child was frightened and began to cry.

  The man ignored it, but looked at Bai Wutong and Chu Tianbao in the room with vigilant eyes.

When Yu Guang fell on the white rice porridge in the pot, his dark eyes flashed a light, and he said to the guarding Bai Wutong: "Girl, sell me this pot of porridge!" He grabbed it, but put his hand into his arms and took out a one-hundred tael silver note and put it in front of Bai Wutong.

   Just one hundred taels of silver!

   This is definitely a local tyrant!

   Anyway, she still has rice, so she can cook another pot.

   Bai Wutong took the silver note cautiously, and Lin Yue took the white rice porridge and walked to a corner, holding the crying child to him, ready to feed him rice porridge.

  Lin Yue is obviously a novice, holding the white rice porridge to the child's wide-open mouth and can't start.

   Then, his obvious help-seeking gaze fell on Bai Wutong's face.

  Probably think that women are born with it.

   His rough face flashed a hint of embarrassment, and he lowered his voice and said to Bai Wutong, "Can you help me feed my young master?"

  It turned out not to be a father...Looking at the satin material of the child's robe, the golden horse under the locust tree, their identities should be very unusual.

  Bai Wutong was stunned for a moment, Lin Yue stood up and took out another one hundred taels of silver in front of Bai Wutong, "Here." He looked at her frankly with the expression that could help.

  "..." As expected of a rich man!

   Bai Wutong raised his eyebrows, took the bank note, and reached out to take the poor child over.

   At the same time, Lin Yue also breathed a sigh of relief.

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