The general's wife took her child on the road to exile

Chapter 269...Finally reached the top of the cliff.

Tianyao's ministers were still racking their brains over which prince to support, but they didn't know that tens of thousands of people who had fled to the border had already gone deep into Moyun Mountain and were almost reaching Dayu's border.

Zhao Ada from Huangding Village, along with his younger brother Aer and his third brother Shitou, carried his lame mother and blind sister Zhao Xiaohua on their backs and climbed the steep slope with the villagers.

Zhao Ada's head was covered in sweat, his heart was beating rapidly, and his ears were ringing with the screams of several men. They were the two families of Er Laizi Lu Wu and Lai San from Ku Shui Village behind him. They missed a step and fell directly off the cliff. They were probably dead at the bottom of the cliff.

What surprised Zhao Ada was that Hua Ni, who was walking more than ten meters ahead of him, climbed the mountain as easily as a monkey in the mountains.

"How could Hua Dani be so agile at climbing a mountain? I remember a few days ago, her calves were shaking just walking up a gentle slope."

As Zhao Ada climbed, he was wondering about Hua Ni's incredible climbing speed.

A'er was wearing a tattered gray coat. He followed his brother A'da to climb the mountain. A'er had his poor blind sister Zhao Xiaohua tied to his back with a hemp rope.

Zhao Xiaohua was a premature baby. Her mother fell on the day she was born. A few days after Zhao Xiaohua was born, her mother discovered that she was blind.

Premature babies from poor families really depend on fate for their survival. Zhao Xiaohua seemed to be lucky as if by some miracle and she survived with great difficulty. Zhao Xiaohua weighed much less than other girls of the same age. She was sixteen years old now but her figure looked like that of a twelve-year-old girl.

Hungry and thirsty, Zhao Xiaohua heard a low voice in her ear...

"Come to me...my lady, come to me..."

These words echoed in her ears repeatedly like the devil's whisper. Zhao Xiaohua, whose hair was dry and her skin was sallow, tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be stuck with glue and she couldn't open them.

The third brother, Zhao Shitou, was carrying a large basket full of household items as he climbed up the hillside with difficulty.

When everyone climbed to the top and looked down, they were so frightened that they felt dizzy... The bottom of the dark cliff looked like a huge man-eating beast's mouth.

Four-fifths of the people in Huangding Village climbed up.

The two neighboring villages climbed up from behind to count the number of people and found that only half of the villagers were left, and the sounds of wailing and howling could be heard one after another.

Hua Ni sat silently on a thick tree root, chewing on her own rations made from wild vegetable paste. The core of the green vegetable dumpling was filled with minced meat, and she had deliberately kneaded in some special spices that could suppress the smell of meat and release fragrance.

The salty, sweet and slightly spicy rice balls are a bit like the delicious sushi I ate in Shanghai in my previous life.

Aunt Zhao saw that the wild vegetable dumplings that Hua Ni was eating were as hard to swallow as weeds, and her face turned bitter. Aunt Zhao, holding half a dry multi-grain cake in her hand, could hardly open her mouth.

Aunt Zhao, whose face was covered in sweat, wiped the sweat off with her sleeves. Her originally fair, round face was covered with traces of dirt.

After being carried to the top of the cliff by his son, the village head Huangshan sat down and gasped for a long time. His cloudy old eyes looked around at the villagers who were lying here and there to rest.

They are the people of Tianyao. Now, because of the drought, many people have starved to death and the crops have been destroyed. Several villages have been forced to unite to flee the famine. The journey is extremely difficult.

Huang Shan's frail wife died on the road, and his eldest daughter-in-law had a difficult delivery a few days ago, and both mother and child died in that tragic dark night.

Now, the only ones by Huang Shan’s side are his eldest son Huang Yushi and his youngest son Huang Jinshi.

"Dad, drink some wild vegetable juice to quench your thirst."

The eldest son handed Huangshan a small gourd of green juice. There are many wild vegetables on the hillside of Moyun Mountain. This thing is a wild vegetable with a spindle-shaped root like a radish called wild grass. The juice is non-toxic and tastes slightly bitter and spicy.

Huang Shan took the gourd with a thoughtful look on his face and took two sips. He then took out the wild vegetable pancake from his arms and took a few bites.

A black snake was crawling silently on the tree branch, its tongue flickering in the air.

Hua Ni suddenly heard a rustling sound in her ears.