Chapter 702: Escape from Famine 7
"Mom, I'm hungry. Give me some bran."

Suddenly, Geng Dazhuang's annoying voice appeared in Yuanchun's ears again.

Yuanchun found the food and was in a good mood. She kindly gave a handful of bran to her beastly son and said, "Here, eat carefully and don't choke."

Geng Dazhuang's eyes lit up and he took the bran and said, "Mom, you must be hungry too, you guys eat too."

"I'm not hungry yet. I'm old and it doesn't matter whether I eat or not. I'd better save it for you." Yuanchun sighed, with a decadent expression as if she wanted to starve herself to death and leave the food for her descendants.

Geng Dazhuang didn't try to persuade him either.

He also felt that his mother was so old and still had to follow them to escape the famine. She couldn't walk, and it was a waste of food for her to stay alive. It would be better for her to die early to avoid suffering.

But he thought so but didn't dare to say it out loud.

If he said it out loud, the spit of everyone in the village would drown him.

This was only the fourth day of fleeing famine, and the Geng family still had food, so they could survive for a few more days. It was not the time when they would become chicken thighs as soon as they saw a person, so Geng Dazhuang still had some humanity at this time.

But there are only a few.

Geng Dazhuang took the bran and went to the side and swallowed it slowly.

At this time, the old village chief called people to a meeting and asked each family to send one person to go to the mountain to find food.

Yuanchun asked Geng Dalin to take a wooden barrel and an enamel pot and go with her.

The bucket can be used to hold wild vegetables, mushrooms, and water. The reason I took the enamel pot with me was because I was afraid that the water source might be too shallow and the bucket couldn't get any water, so I could only use the enamel pot to scoop it.

After the old village chief organized a team of young and middle-aged men to find food, those who stayed behind looked after their own carts and families. Yuanchun and Sun Chunfeng, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, each took one side, protecting the five children tightly in the middle.

Someone in the village was selling children yesterday.

Exchange children for food.

Sun Chunfeng also heard the villagers secretly discussing that the little granddaughter of Old Fan's family was missing, and some people suspected that she was sold by Old Fan's wife. Of course, these were all rumors.

"Mom, do you think that the little granddaughter of the old Fan family was really sold by old Mrs. Fan?" Sun Chunfeng asked secretly in a low voice.

Yuanchun looked at her as if she were a fool, "What do you think?"

"I do not know."

"Stupid, in the several villages we passed by these days, did you see any village with people still there? Everyone has gone to escape the famine, who will they sell the children to?"

"Then...where did the little girl from Old Fan's family go?"

"do not know."

Yuanchun knew in her heart that the child was definitely dead.

But she couldn't tell.

She met Sun Chunfeng's simple and clear eyes, and she conscientiously did not say anything, lest Sun Chunfeng be frightened and unable to sleep at night.

It was a hot day and the team did not travel at noon. Everyone slept on the ground in the bamboo forest, but every household would leave one person to guard their own supplies.

Sun Chunfeng felt sorry for her mother-in-law who was too tired, so she said, "Mom, you and the children should get some sleep first. I will come and watch over the cart."

"Well, if anything happens, just wake me up."

Yuanchun didn't bother to be polite with her. She took a straw mat from the cart and put it on the ground. She and the five children lay down on the mat and fell asleep in a short while.

When Yuanchun woke up, four or five hours had passed and the old village chief and his group had also returned.

To their surprise, they found a spring in a deep ditch. Although the water source was not much, every household was allocated a teacup of water.

When Geng Dalin brought back some water, Geng Dazhuang was the first to rush over and want to drink it.