Those are the rations that the government has provided for hundreds of people in the Manchurian Mansion for several months, so much, just the current few people in the master's family, they can't eat for many years, what kind of food to buy.

Xiao Yuqi glanced at Shi Niang angrily, and said angrily.

"Is there still too much food? You're afraid you're not stupid in cultivation, right? If it's really the same as Uncle Qi said, it's not peaceful here, in case the enemy comes, once the city is besieged, those months or even longer than a few months, don't I have to eat? Isn't it food that everyone eats, and they all drink the northwest wind? Besides, I still have to take care of Uncle Xingxing, Sister Vine Grass, what about them, ......."

These are all people, and they just want to eat with their mouths open!

In a word, food, gold and silver treasures, in her heart, she always feels that she will never save enough, far from enough, she can't wait for the gold and silver treasures and food in the whole world to be her own, and the whole pile is full.

The little alien has been poor all his life, and he is afraid of the poor, he is afraid, and the sense of crisis is not generally strong.

Waiting for Xiao Wenye to lead his wife, beckoning the brothers in the alley, he ran to five grain shops in the city one after another, in the hands of those profiteers who are very experienced, have begun to sit on the ground and start to raise prices, and thieves hate to start restricting purchases, they ran hard, but they only bought 500 catties of grain, and the brothers' homes are almost this amount, but the price has increased by one-third.

Li Yurong and Xiao Wenye had a heavy heart, pushing their chicken cart and transporting five hundred catties of grain into the house, except for Xiao Fanjin, who was still snuggled in his mother's arms, sleeping in Xiao Yuqi's house and not getting up.

The little boy who was already familiar with Xiao Yuyang met Xiao Wenye and his wife, and the little boy took the initiative to come up to help Xiao Wenye and his wife unload the car, no matter how Xiao Wenye was not allowed.

Li Yurong and Xiao Wenye both knew that this kid was uneasy, which was impressive from the fact that he was trying to find things to do, being in a daze from time to time, and not being able to let go of his hands and feet when eating.

In a rare day, Xiao Yuqi's whole family was busy buying grain and storing grain, busy boiling medicine to take care of pregnant women and children, and rushing through all kinds of things.

It was under such circumstances that Xiao Wenye led the brothers in the alley, and in the worries of his relatives, he once again stepped on the afterglow of the sunset and went to Beicheng to go to the night watch.

This night, rarely, a light rain fell on the border pass in the northwest.

The light rain was pouring down from the first half of the night to the second half of the night.

About the beginning of the Yin period, suddenly, there was movement in front of the north city gate, accompanied by a rapid sound of horses' hooves, which was about thirty horses and down-and-out sergeants wearing Daqian military uniforms.

As soon as the thirty or so horsemen appeared in the sight of the soldiers standing guard on the city wall, the sleepy soldiers immediately cheered up, and the archers bent their bows and arrows, and directly aimed at the people in front of them.

The sentinel stood sideways at the lookout and shouted at the people coming down at a tricky angle.

"Who's here? Stop quickly, don't step forward, take a step forward, and there will be no mercy! ”。

Then the thirty or so cavalry sergeants below found that the moment the shouting came from the city tower, the sparse torches on the city wall, which were originally only three or five, instantly became more and more, seven, ten, more and more, and the entire city gate tower was illuminated in an instant.

And as the sound came from the high city gatehouse, the thirty or so sergeants who had already entered the firing range below were even more pale on their already gray and bloodless faces.

"My lord, what should I do?".

In the crowd, a young sergeant shouted to the upper peak beside him.

Fan Cheng held the reins tightly with one hand, and tightly covered his injured left shoulder with the other, he raised his eyes to look at the city wall, under the light of the torches, the arrows that stretched out from the lookout mouth were densely packed, Fan Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Letting go of his right hand, he trembled and reached into the placket of his chest to take out his token, and while holding it high in his hand, he rode forward while Fan Cheng shouted in his mouth.

"The brothers on the upper floor of the city gate are merciful, they are their own people, I am Fan Cheng, the captain of Zhaowu in Yonggu City, this is my token, brother, Yonggu City is broken, I and other remnants of the army brought an emergency military report, and Tete rushed to Huangmao City to report, and I hope that my brother will let me and other brothers go in ......."

Fan Cheng used all his strength, thinking that not long ago, General Yang, who lived and died with Yonggu City, vowed not to take a step back, and finally used his own body to win a trace of life for their subordinates, Fan Cheng's eyes turned red again.

Thinking of the general's arrangement before the battle, and the determination and firmness in the end, but in the end, only he escaped luckily with so many brothers, but the other robes never had the opportunity to drink with him, and he could no longer watch the sunrise and sunset here.

In the gallop along the way, he figured out why General Yang had to transfer himself away from the most dangerous North City Gate on the eve of the final battle, which was the only way for the general and his brothers to survive......

Thinking of this, Fan Cheng clenched the token in his hand and couldn't help but burst into tears.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, just because they haven't reached the sad place......

As his thoughts flickered, he shouted from the tower of the city gate again, "You shoot the token up and show me." ”。

When Fan Cheng heard this, he didn't say a word, handed the token to the subordinate with the best archery skills next to him, and after seeing that he was ready to bend his bow and arrows, Fan Cheng shouted towards the city gate tower, "Brother, we're okay, you guys should avoid it." ”。

After the words fell, Fan Cheng saw that a small red order flag was erected in the lookout mouth in the center of the city gate, Fan Cheng knew that the other party was hiding it, so he nodded to his subordinates beside him.

There was a humming bowstring, and the arrow with his captain's token pierced through the darkness and flew straight above the gatehouse.

The soldiers on the city gate tower only heard a muffled sound, and the arrow was directly inserted into the wall of the main house of the city gate tower, and the leader, that is, the sentry officer who had just shouted, stepped forward, pulled out the arrow, took off the token and looked at it, although it was confirmed that the token was correct, but he didn't know Fan Cheng.

Judging from the reports from spies and the news summarized from the displaced people who fled into the city, many towns and cities at the border pass have been lost.

On this big night, no one can guarantee that the person who comes will not be the enemy's spy vanguard, right?

What if they let these thirty or so people in, in case the other party is an enemy spy, then they will join forces with the outside world?

No, the sentry admitted that he could never afford to let people in, and shook his head decisively.