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Chapter 17

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    It wasn¡¯t until it was completely dark and it was impossible to go on the road that Dalang took the lead to stop and said: ¡°Let¡¯s find a place here to rest for the night, and then leave after dawn.¡±

    The older woman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, let's rest first." She was very tired, and she was also worried about the young lady's health. After all, the young lady was pregnant and had gone through a lot of fighting. If she didn't rest, she was afraid that the young lady would  I won't be able to support it anymore.

    Several people got off their horses, and Dalang quickly lit a fire.  By the light of the fire, everyone looked around and picked a sheltered place to pack up.

    The young woman was in a very bad state. She had been enduring it until now. Now that she stopped, she couldn't move.  The older woman quickly took down the bundle, took out the thick oilcloth and quilt, spread them on the ground, and helped the young woman lie down.

    "Miss, do you have a stomachache?" the older woman asked worriedly.

    "It hurts a little." The young woman stroked her belly and felt her stomach twitching. Her voice became panicked when she spoke. She was afraid that the child in her belly would be aborted, and in this wilderness, if she had a miscarriage, how could her body survive?  If you can hold on, keep running for your life.

    When the older woman heard this, she hurriedly took a pill, poured water and fed it to her, and comforted her: "Take the pregnancy pill and have a good sleep, and you'll be fine."

    The young woman said nothing and silently stroked her belly.

    "Let's find water first, wash our hands, and then get some water." Dalang looked at Xin Hu and saw that she was not in good condition and kept silent, so he knew that she might be frightened today.  After saying that, Dalang quickly pulled her, took the small copper pot, and walked to the river by the light of the fire along the memory of when he came.

    As he walked, he comforted Xin Hu and said, "Don't be afraid. It's not a pity for those bad guys to die."

    Xin Hu was confused. He glanced at Da Lang, but he felt suspicious.  This kid didn't look like a child at all. He was calmer than a battle-hardened killer. He had obviously killed many people.  Although those three men deserved to die, they were human lives after all.  But for such a big kid, he didn't care at all.  So she was very suspicious that Dalang must have killed many people before, or had seen many murder scenes, so he was so calm now.  I really wonder what kind of life he lived before?

    Perhaps sensing Xin Hu's suspicion, Dalang whispered: "My mother and I went through a lot of things on the way to escape, and killing people is common. In order to get some food, you rob me, and I rob his, and we fight each other."  If we get up, we will inevitably kill people by mistake. Moreover, we originally had many guards, but they were slowly lost on the road. Later, the remaining two guards no longer wanted to protect us and stole most of our salutes.  , ran away. So, I am no longer afraid of killing. Because, either I kill others, or others kill me. In order to survive, why should I be afraid of killing? "

    Xin Hu naturally also knew that Dalang and his son obviously did not go on the road together. There must be other people around them. At that time, she understood that those people were probably dead, or they ran away without them as a burden.  Now that I heard Dalang say this, most of my doubts about him disappeared.

    She was not a scheming person originally, and could not hold many things in mind. She also thought that Dalang was very pitiful and had to kill people in order to survive. She should not doubt him anymore. Besides, she had to rely on him for her life.  This killing was also out of necessity. If Dalang hadn't taken action first, he would have died under the man's sword.  Besides, Dalang is actually very caring. If Dalang refuses to take care of Ping'er and Dabao, the chances of these two children surviving are extremely small.  Thinking like this, Xin Hu finally let go of his doubts about Dalang.

    The two of them washed themselves by the river, and then washed their faces several times. The cold water finally calmed down Xin Hu's mood.

    She glanced at Da Lang and said, "Hey, my hands are already stained with blood. I'm afraid I won't be able to wash them off." She really didn't expect that she would kill someone more than once. Such a life is really boring.  It was terrible, but she couldn't choose.  In fact, not only was she unable to choose, Dalang also had no choice.  They had to do this in order to survive.

    "Ah Hu, don't think so much. After we go back, we won't come out again." Dalang had no choice but to comfort her and said we wouldn't come out again.  There was no way, as long as they came out, they would definitely encounter a murder scene again. From the conversation between the two women just now, he understood that there would only be more and more murders now.

    The two of them washed their hands and came back with water.

    The older woman said, "Let's wash our hands too." Then she took the child and walked to the water.

    Xinhu put the kettle on the rack to heat it, and Dalang took out the coarse-grain rice balls from his bag, ready to heat them up and eat them.  The two people who went to wash their hands came back soon.??You can also leave the village with the baby.

    "That's great. However, we don't have much food, so we can't give you too much." Aunt Liu said apologetically.

    "Let's count on a little." Dalang agreed. He could see that the two people actually only brought two bags of food, which he estimated was only three hundred kilograms.  To survive the winter, they may not even have enough to eat.  But if you mix it with cabbage and radish and eat it with lotus root like they do, you may be able to eat it for a longer period of time.

    Having said this, everyone has reached an agreement.  Dalang yawned and said, "It's late, let's rest first."

    He came out with an oilcloth and a long robe. Now he also imitated Aunt Liu, gathered some dead grass, spread the oilcloth, squeezed together with Xinhu, and covered his head with two big bamboo hats.  Go up and lie down.  They found this bamboo hat in the yard. It was new and not old. They took it with them when they went out to prevent rain and snow, and to cover some frost and dew at night.

    On the other side, Aunt Zhang and Xiao Shitou had fallen asleep long ago. Aunt Liu kept the fire burning brightly and stayed by their side, but she didn't dare to sleep.  In fact, Dalang didn't dare to sleep at all, he just closed his eyes to rest.

    Xin Hu fell asleep quickly. Before dawn, Dalang patted Xin Hu awake and signaled her to be alert and take a nap.

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    The same goes for Aunt Liu over there. Seeing that it was almost dawn, she added a handful of firewood and then fell asleep beside her young lady.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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