Chapter 3219： Raised a prince, or an ancestor? (4

Chapter 3219 Raised a prince, or an ancestor? (4)

The middle-aged man frowned: "But it's not a problem for us to hide here all the time. When is it a head?"

Looking around, it is full of mountains.

Woods, slopes, cliffs.

And the valley they chose for a temporary escape has nothing but weeds.

In the past few days, everyone has finished building sheds, but they have also cultivated some land and planted some seeds, but no one knows whether there will be a harvest.

It would be better if it is spring now, but it is autumn now, there are too few things that can be planted, plus there are not many kinds of seeds they can get.

"There is nothing to eat here, and there are a few grasses to build a shed. How can this survive the winter?"

The old iron head looked at the depths of the dense forest with great pity: "It's a pity that there are wolves everywhere in the mountain. We don't dare to go, otherwise, how can we get some meat and teeth sacrifice."

He patted the old man on the shoulder: "Don't think about it so much, but pick up more dry wood and come back, get more wild vegetables."

"In those fields, I just hope that a few more sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes can grow before the winter, otherwise, we can survive this winter here, probably not too many."

Along the way, most of the old people are dead, and the small ones held in their hands are soon gone. Most of the rest are young and strong offspring, or young girls.

Although they were lucky enough to escape to the north-south junction, which is not too arid, all the towns rejected them as refugees, and they were even driven out and suppressed by the local yamen.

In order to survive, and to avoid the people of the yamen, they can only hide in this old forest deep in the mountains.

But deep in the old forest in the mountains, it is not suitable for people to live in. There are wolves in the mountains.

In addition, they have no money, no food and clothing, and time is running out. They have no time and no energy to build a house.

Lack of food and clothing, coupled with this thatched hut that leaks everywhere in winter, can you survive this cold winter?

Everyone feels like a stone is crushed in their hearts.

Pulled hard, Su Qiao finally dragged the person into the thatched hut, and then released the person.

After such a buffer, Zhao Jingting's anger at first disappeared a lot. He looked down at the little girl who was more than half a head shorter than himself, very unhappy:

"You little guard is too courageous. You even dare to cover the king's mouth, and you dare to tell people that there is a problem with the king's brain. Do you think that the king dare not punish you?"

[Host, this is what he thinks of himself as a prince, he regards you as his secret guard, hahaha, this guy really dare to think, is he not afraid of being beaten by you? 】

444 thought it was funny.

I don’t know if this guy wakes up, if he knew that he had been so sand-sculpted, would he die of shyness.

The dumb uncle pulled the master, and quickly bent over Su Qiao apologetically: "Aah...Aah..."

Zhao Jingting pushed the dumb uncle away with a grim face: "Go down."

Uncle dumb shook his head hurriedly, scribbling something anxiously, however, Zhao Jingting did not buy his account at all.

"Why, dare you not even listen to this king's orders? Do you believe that this king cut your head?"

Uncle dumb rushed out of a cold sweat, and swiped at Su Qiaobi anxiously, meaning to let her go out together.

Su Qiao understood what he meant, but shook his head.

If she goes out too, then Zhao Jingting will definitely follow along and make trouble.

"It's okay, you can go out, he handed it to me."

(End of this chapter)