After finding out that there were no soldiers arranged by Cao Zhi around the bamboo forest, Song Daodao didn't dare to turn his head back, and accelerated his escape to the outside of the forest.

When he was in the carriage, Song Daodao paid special attention to the steering of the car along the way, just in case, so he also remembered the way back.

Along the way, Song Daodao didn't dare to stop for the next step, and ran until dawn, and finally ran out of this bamboo forest.

Song Daodao rushed out of the bamboo forest, but he couldn't run.

So he gradually slowed down and looked behind him, and Cao Ji didn't seem to be chasing after him.

Song Daodao's heart that had been hanging all night finally let go, and he panted and walked to the side of the field, leaning against a big tree, adjusting his rapid breathing.

Outside the bamboo forest is a flat farmland, and Song Daodao, who has lost half his life, desperately inhales the early morning air.

But the winter air was exceptionally dry, and Song Daodao, who had been running all night, had cracked his lips at this time and was oozing blood.

After resting for a while, Song Daodao still felt uneasy, after all, he guessed that he had just come out of the bamboo forest, and Cao Zhi still caught up with him easily.

Therefore, Song Daodao pursed his lips, supported his trembling legs, slowly got up, and walked towards the small river at the edge of the village.

At this time, the sky was just dawning, and every field was unusually desolate, some of the wheat was lying in the fields but no one came to harvest it, and some of the fields were already overgrown with weeds and no one cultivated them.

The snow that fell the day before yesterday has now melted.

Song Daodao walked among the ridges and saw a row of houses at the end of the field.

Song Daodao, who was hungry and thirsty, saw that there was a house in front of him, and he was full of energy and ran all the way to the house.

"Anyone?"

When Song Daodao ran to this row of houses, the scene in front of him almost didn't make Song Daodao faint.

Thirteen rammed-earth thatched huts were photographed, and the walls of each house collapsed, and the thatch on the roof was also crushed by the heavy snow the day before, and there was a desolate scenery everywhere, and it was impossible for anyone to live here.

Song Daodao walked around the village and finally found a fairly complete house.

Pushing open the half-covered door, the dust and stench raised made Song Daodao unable to open his eyes.

The room was dark, and the sun shone only through a hole in the roof in a corner of the house.

Song Daodao approached the inner room, and the house collapsed on the bed.

Song Daodao lifted the beam that fell to the ground, and was almost frightened to the ground.

A half-decomposed corpse was crushed under the beams of the house, and insects and ants crawled all over his body.

Song Dao clasped his hands together and made a gesture towards the corpse.

"Amitabha, no offense, no offense."

After a few words, Song Daodao bypassed the corpse and approached the house.

Although everything in the house was in a mess, there was not much dust on the table stove, and the house must not have been abandoned for too long.

Seeing that there was not a single grain of rice in the house except for some broken bowls, Song Daodao walked out of the door disappointed.

Looking at the desolate scenery in front of him, Song Dao's face was like dust, his legs kicked, and he sat directly on the ground, looking like he had no love.

It's hard to run out, but I didn't think about it but forgot the direction, and when I arrived at this deserted village, I couldn't find a store in front of the village or behind the village, so don't end up trapped here.

Song Daodao was thinking about it, and inadvertently glanced at the room that had just been searched behind him, and accidentally found a pair of big eyes hidden behind the door and secretly looking at him.

As soon as those eyes saw that Song Daodao had found themselves, they immediately ran towards the house.

"Don't go!"

finally saw someone, Song Daodao suddenly came to his senses, quickly got up, and ran into the house after him.

As soon as he entered the house, Song Daodao saw a little girl half a person tall, with a sallow complexion, obviously malnourished, with two small buns on her head, dressed in gray coarse clothes, with some holes on them, and her shoulders were exposed, red from the cold.

The little girl leaned against the sun-lit corner, her body curled up, her whole body trembling, and her mouth crying milkily.

"Don't catch me, don't catch me."

Song Daodao slowly approached the little girl.

"Little girl!"

"Don't catch me!"

When the girl saw Song Daodao approaching, she suddenly cried out.

Song Daodao hurriedly took a few steps back, looking embarrassed.

"Don't cry, don't cry, my brother is not a bad person."

The girl didn't pay attention to what Song Dao said, she just cried, and the crying person was distressed.

"Don't cry, I'll catch you if you're crying."

Seeing that the soft one is not good, Song Dao simply came to the hard one.

Unexpectedly, the little girl cried even more fiercely when she heard that she was going to catch herself.

Song Daodao was dressed in prison clothes, and he touched all over his body, and no object could coax this little ancestor.

"Okay, okay, as long as you don't cry, I won't arrest you."

When the little girl heard this, she immediately stopped crying, pursed her mouth, and tried to hold back her fearful emotions.

Seeing that the little girl finally stopped, Song Daodao finally pinched his sweat.

"So, it's so dirty in here, let's go out and talk."

Song Daodao tried his best to make the most kind smile he could, and wanted this little girl to go out first, after all, there was a corpse in this room, there must be germs everywhere, how could she be a little girl.

The little girl stood still, sobbing incessantly, refusing to move a single step.

"In this way, brother, I will go out first, and you will come out again, how about it?"

The little girl didn't speak, she didn't move, she just looked at Song Daodao with a frightened look.

Seeing that the little girl didn't respond, Song Daodao had no choice, so he couldn't go forward and forcibly take it out.

So, Song Daodao turned around and left the house, walked outside, and directly unloaded the already crumbling door by the way.

Song Daodao walked out of the door and faced the little girl in the house.

The sun shone on Song Daodao's body, allowing the little girl to see Song Daodao's appearance and dress clearly.

"Daddy!"

Suddenly, the little girl shouted at Song Daodao Daddy, ran to Song Daodao, and saved Song Daodao's thigh.

Song Dao was outside the door, looking confused.

What's the situation, even if you see your own face full of affinity and feel affectionate, just say to your brother, and call your father a little too much.

The little girl hugged Song Daodao's thighs, tears in the corners of her eyes, and rubbed Song Daodao's pants.

Song Daodao has no choice, it's not to pull it away, it's not to pull it away, so she can only let her hold herself tightly.

"Why do you call me Daddy?" Song Daodao asked helplessly.

"Daddy wore this dress when he left, and now it's still this dress, you must be Daddy."

Song Daodao looked at the prison clothes on his body and immediately understood.

It seems that the little girl's father was arrested for breaking the law when she was very young, and the little girl only remembered her father's clothes, so she mistook herself for her father.

"Daddy, my mother ignores the girl."

The little girl hugged Song Daodao's thighs, raised her head to look at Song Daodao, tears welled up from her watery eyes, and dripped on the ground along the tear stains.