I dressed as the cannon fodder female supporting character in the escape novel. According to the original plot, the whole family would die on the escape route.
Watching my eccentric grandma stuff the last half bag of grain to my father's posthumous son, I hid the grain deep in the mountains with my backhand.
That night, the whole village dreamed that the mountain god was roaring: "Going south is a dead end. If you want to survive, follow your aunt up the mountain!"
Three months later, our neighbors who fled south came back skinny and skinny from hunger, only to see our village roasting potatoes in the hot spring valley.
"Yao Shou! Not only do they have food and clothing, but they are also sterilizing wild boar cubs?!"
