Chapter 310 The Lame Old Man

Song Mo Ting nodded hurriedly.

"Okay, big brother, as long as you provide us with food, we can do anything. We haven't eaten for several days. We have been eating rabbit meat for a long time. We want to vomit when we see meat."

He is just an honest countryman.

The leader waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, look at the smell on you, don't get so close to me, old man Wang, come! I'll give you three people, let them live with you, you stay here, and you will have enough food, but you have to work."

An old man quietly came out from the corner of the wall.

He was wearing rags all over his body.

Those who didn't know would think it was a pile of rags, and you couldn't see that there was a person inside.

"Let's go, the three of you follow me."

The old man shouted silently, turned around and left.

Song Mo Ting pulled Zhang Baocheng and Jiang Xiaoxiao and hurriedly followed the old man and walked into the small room at the back.

When we walked into the house, we found that there was a big kang against the wall, and next to it was a stove.

It looked more like a kitchen.

The old man's bedding should be here against the wall.

The house was still warm, probably because of the cooking.

There were a lot of messy things thrown on the stove.

There were cabbages, potatoes, radishes, and even various pieces of meat.

There were also oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Although the house was very dirty, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

At least they were not with those people.

Song Moting glanced at the old man. The old man looked white-haired and ragged.

He was inconspicuous.

If he was not with these people, he would look more like a beggar on the street.

The old man lit the stove and pointed at Song Moting.

"Come and light the fire quickly. Who of you can cut vegetables? Go and prepare those vegetables! We will have dinner soon."

Jiang Xiaoxiao agreed, "I can!"

He tried to make his voice muffled.

The situation is unclear now, and I must not reveal my identity as a woman, otherwise I will be in big trouble.

Zhang Baocheng followed Jiang Xiaoxiao silently, and the two of them cut the cabbage and potatoes, washed them, and put them directly into the big pot. In the big pot, there were potatoes stewed with cabbage, some vermicelli, and ready-made meat.

The old man basically boiled it in water, and Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes twitched when she saw this method.

But fortunately, these things are all cooked food.

However, Jiang Xiaoxiao was already dissatisfied with its taste from the bottom of her heart.

Then, the old man put a lid on the big pot, and put a big white steamed bun directly on the lid.

It can be seen that a bag in the corner of the wall is full of big white steamed buns, and the other two bags should be filled with food.

Jiang Xiaoxiao put the steamed buns out while observing carefully.

It seems that these people have been here for a few days. They should have been using this as a base to poach here.

It's a pity that they bumped into us.

Given how vicious these people are, who would treat being shot as a joke?

No one would give their life to them.

In other words, they are useful now, but once they are no longer useful, these people may kill them to silence them.

What kind of luck is this? It was bad enough to go down the mountain, but now it’s even better, and they ran into a group of bad guys.

You said you want to poach, so you poach. Why don’t you stay anywhere else, but stay on the road they must pass.

This luck is also unique. She knew that her hands were dirty, but she didn’t expect that her legs were also dirty.

She was silently looking there, and suddenly a pair of big hands touched her face, and a wet towel wiped her face.

Jiang Xiaoxiao turned around suddenly and met the old man’s shrewd eyes.

She hurriedly lowered her head and hid her face in the rabbit fur scarf around her neck.

She shrunk her shoulders and avoided.

Her face must not be exposed. Once it was wiped clean, everyone could see that she was a woman.

Song Moting interrupted hurriedly, "Uncle, are these steamed buns enough?"

The old man looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao meaningfully, his eyes sparkling, and turned his head to look at the big white steamed buns in the pot, which were full to the lid.

Nodding, he closed the big pot lid.

The old man pointed to the kang table.

"Move the kang table away, and sleep on the kang over there. Eat first, rest tonight, and get up to work early tomorrow morning."

Jiang Xiaoxiao hurried over to work, and couldn't let anyone find out at this time.

Taking the opportunity to wipe some dust from the kang and touch it on his face.

And then make his hair a little more disheveled.

Song Moting observed the old man.

The old man no longer paid attention to Jiang Xiaoxiao.

He was relieved.

They waited until the fragrance came out of the pot.

The old man opened the lid of the pot, found a big basin, put the steamed buns in it, and directed Song Moting to take the steamed buns over. Then he asked Zhang Baocheng to take a big basin and take out all the vegetables in the pot, leaving only a little bit of vegetables in the pot.

It looked like a bowl at most.

Four steamed buns were left, and it looked like this was their meal.

Zhang Baocheng looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao with a bitter face. He really didn't want to take these dishes to those people. When he saw those people, his legs trembled.

But Jiang Xiaoxiao was the only girl left in the room, and he couldn't let this female educated youth go to deliver it.

If these people found the female educated youth, it would be a disaster sooner or later.

After all, he is still a human being.

Zhang Baocheng gritted his teeth and left with the vegetable basin.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the old man. They were the only ones left in the kitchen, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

"Honestly, bring a bowl and put the dishes out and go eat. I tell you, don't even think about running away. They have set traps around this wooden house. If one is not good, people will really die. Most people can't get out. of."

The old man said a few words coldly, turned around and walked out.

Only then did Jiang Xiaoxiao realize that the old man seemed to be walking with a limp, with one leg lame.

Based on her years of experience, this lame leg was not an old injury, but probably a recent one.

Could it be that……?

Jiang Xiaoxiao shuddered.

If this old man was also caught by these people, then they would never even think of running out.

Song Moting hurried back.

The only person these people recognized was him. He sent steamed buns in to catch him and talked for a long time. He was very anxious here, for fear that this old man would find out his wife's identity.

It is simply impractical to do it now. It would be a dream for the three of them to escape from here without any casualties.

The current situation can only be solved wisely.

Of course, the premise is that his wife is not exposed.

Song Moting was restless and said a few perfunctory words to these people, then hurriedly found an excuse and ran over.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Jiang Xiaoxiao alone.

The old man is not here.

Then he asked Jiang Xiaoxiao in a low voice.

"Where are you? Are you okay?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao walked over,

"I'm fine. The old man didn't do anything to me, but what he said just now made me feel a little worried. He said that traps have been set up by these people around the house. If someone doesn't know the road conditions, it's impossible to get out. .

And I just noticed that the old man was lame. It's not an old injury, which means it was injured recently. I suspect that this old man was also arrested by these people. "

Song Moting pondered, it would be very bad if this were the case.

He was also planning to get some advice from the old man, if the old man was also captured by these people.

Then you have to find a way to get out on your own.

Things seem to be getting complicated.