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Published at 12th of June 2024 06:27:54 AM


Chapter 167

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Chapter 167


If we talk about danger, the most dangerous situation Wen Qian had encountered over the years was the fugitives she met in Xia Province before.

As she walked, she wondered how she and her neighbors would respond if this time it was a gang of fugitives.

Especially the Big Jin Family, which had members of all ages.

People with families have ties that make them think twice before acting, but fugitives would not.

From the south to the north, no one knew how many bad things these people had done along the way for the news to reach such a remote place.

Wen Qian sighed and stopped to observe the environment in the distance through a telescope.

The more dangerous the situation, the more cautious she had to be. Even when traveling, she had to pay close attention to her surroundings, lest she carelessly run into bad people face-to-face.

Of course, she didn't think that would happen. After observing carefully, she continued on her way.

Nearly two hours later, Wen Qian finally arrived at Ni Sha's place. They also lived near the river, but there was a mountain stream beside their house, which made it convenient to fetch water.

It was already afternoon by then, and the two of them happened to be home. They were surprised to see Wen Qian come over.

Wen Qian had never come to visit them before, and her sudden urgent visit seemed to indicate that something was up.

Wen Qian briefly informed them of what Big Jin had told her, warning them to be on guard.

Upon hearing that it was a gang of villains, Ni Sha's face showed great concern. She felt that even though they lived in a remote place, they still had to worry about such things.

Li Anming, on the other hand, didn't seem surprised. He thought that the gang wouldn't dare go to crowded places, so robbing isolated households was most likely.

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Rather than sharing his wife's concern, he lamented that no matter where you went, as long as people could reach it, there would be conflict.

Since they were fugitives, would they really settle down and hunt or farm properly? He estimated that robbing and killing were the only ways they could live up to their name.

After Wen Qian finished speaking, she prepared to head home, but Ni Sha asked her to stay the night and leave the next day.

Ni Sha was worried that it would be too far for Wen Qian to return home before sunset, and the surroundings would be difficult to see, making it dangerous.

Wen Qian wasn't keen on staying overnight since she wasn't used to it, and she also had a lamp and night vision equipment, so she wasn't afraid of going back alone.

In fact, by the time the fugitive criminals from the north reached the northern region, their numbers had already dwindled.

Some had been shot dead while robbing others, while others had tried to live peacefully but were killed by their own gang members for being seen as traitors.

Internal conflicts within the gang were also common, so the initial group of bandits was reduced to only six or seven people by the time they reached this area.

The news that reached Big Jin's village initially mentioned more than a dozen people, but without any updates, they still believed there was a large group.

However, even if there were only three people left, they would still be very dangerous! The mountain folk were skilled at hunting, farming, and fishing, but killing was rare.

That night, Li Anming cooked the meal. After Wen Qian and Ni Sha came out of the storage room, they entered the couple's room to eat.

Wen Qian asked them why they didn't have a bed on the ground but slept in the loft instead. They explained that in the past, during heavy snowfalls, the snow would seal the doors and windows, trapping people inside the house with no way out.

Therefore, they slept in the loft so they could escape upwards if needed.

Even though the snowfall wasn't as heavy in the northern forests after they moved here, they still continued this practice out of habit, just to be prepared.

The hunter stewed a pot of food, scooping some into his own plate with a long ladle, along with bread from the side of the pot to eat together.

Inside the stew were wild chicken and potatoes and radishes, with a side of washed tender greens that could be added and blanched to eat directly.

These greens had just sprouted in the spring, growing as they ate, saving the need to thin them out.

The food tasted pretty good, and this was the first time Wen Qian had eaten at someone else's home in many years. Ni Sha noticed her seeming a bit uneasy, so she often scooped food into Wen Qian's bowl with her spoon.

Night had already fallen, and after the meal, the three chatted inside the house. Li Anming was processing furs and pelts, while Ni Sha sewed clothes and conversed with Wen Qian at the same time.

Wen Qian was interested in the fur clothes they made, inquiring if they could exchange one for something.

Ni Sha agreed; they trapped and hunted in the autumn and winter, especially for weasels, so they currently had extra pelts beyond what they needed for their own family, allowing them to exchange one with Wen Qian.

As for what to exchange, they thought grain would be best, so both parties reached an agreement.

Behind the door of the house hung guns and axes, including Wen Qian's own gun.

Later when she returned to her room to rest, she would take it down and hang it in her sleeping quarters.

At any time, their guns had to remain within their line of sight.



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