The sky is gloomy and everything is sad.

This is a small mountain village at the foot of Yongling Mountain to the south of the Northwest Plains, called Qingling Village.

Many years ago, the Hu people who unified the grassland began to move south. The northwest plain was occupied by the Hu people three years ago. The Hu people were brutal and wreaked havoc, only plundering. Qingling Village has been looted many times, and it was raided again a few days ago, killing and wounding

The disaster was so tragic that the few surviving villagers hid in the mountains under the leadership of Lin Yougen, the only landlord in the village. All the wild animals and other things near the hiding place had been killed long ago. Now, except for the only landlord in the village, Lin Yougen, whose family still has some food, the other villagers

The small amount of food has long been exhausted, and they can only survive by chewing bark and grass roots.

Lin Yougen was very worried now.

Lin Yougen has a son named Lin Jian'an. The name was not chosen by Lin Yougen, and he could not come up with a meaningful name. It was named by Zhu Rihe, the only teacher in the village thirteen years ago. He did not have a Chinese character when he was younger than his age.

The landlord's family always had a little surplus food, and he could eat meat from time to time. Lin Jian'an was tall and strong, and he was one of the only people in the village who could read. Fifteen years ago, the Hu people began to invade Han Dynasty, and Zhu Rihe came from the north.

He fled to Qingling Village, covered in blood and dying. Lin Yougen rescued him, so Zhu Rihe attached himself to the Lin family.

Zhu Rihe was once a scholar. The scholar at that time was not a scholar with no strength. He had six arts. He could not only read but also martial arts, and his martial arts were also very strong. He killed many barbarians along the way. Since the Lin family

He had the grace to save his life, but he had nowhere to go for the time being, so he naturally devoted himself to teaching the only son of the Lin family.

People who can read always have some feelings and teach by words and deeds. Lin Baoyun was very smart and had a sense of justice, so he always secretly used food from home to help the villagers who fled into the mountains together. Lin Yougen neither had any choice nor wanted to object.

, everyone is dead, who will cultivate his family's land? Who will raise chickens, ducks and pigs for him? The three-generation landowner family cannot do anything anymore and cannot bear the suffering. Maybe the whole family will starve to death.

.

I have been in the mountains for a long time, and I won’t be able to hold on much longer if I don’t leave the mountains. The Chinese New Year has just begun, and spring plowing is about to start. I can still lead the whole village to survive if I pay close attention, but I don’t know if the barbarians have left? Are they coming yet?

Come? I am timid, so I can only rely on my son who is good at martial arts and is healthy and strong to go out to investigate. Well, early in the morning, Lin Jianan took his childhood playmate Zhu Jianheng, who was 12 years old, out to investigate. It was almost dark and he had not returned yet.

.

But don't let anything happen! Lin Jian'an is his lifeblood. If something happens, we might as well die together.

Lin Jian'an and his two men walked a little far north, estimated to be thirty or forty miles, and arrived at Jingshui Village, which was separated by two villages to the north.

Lin Jianan and the two were not seen by the barbarians along the way. There were ruins and corpses everywhere. The same was true in Jingshui Village. It was silent and there should have been no survivors. The two of them were quite brave, and they actually dared to enter the village to search, but they didn't.

I couldn't find anything edible or useful, so it must have been looted long ago.

When he was about to leave, he found two people in the corner of a firewood pile in a thatched house near the woods, one big and one small, one female and one male, one dead and one alive. It looked like they were mother and son.

The mother should be dead. The body does not stink. She probably died not long ago. She is very pale and thin. There is a wound on her left hand and there is no blood on the ground. She is holding a child tightly in her right hand. She is only a few months old and is still there.

Crying feebly.

Lin Jian'an was also attracted by the crying, otherwise he would not have discovered the two of them.

Seeing this situation, Lin Jianan pursed her lips tightly, her fingers turned white, and she felt an indescribable discomfort. What a great mother she was, actually feeding her child with her own blood.

Lin Jianan thought of his mother who died in childbirth three years ago, and of his brother who died just after he was born.

Trembling, I broke off the mother's fingers one by one, but the child was still crying silently.

Lin Jian'an stared at the child's face and had a strong feeling in his heart that this was the brother God had given back to him, and this was the brother his mother had given him back, but he didn't know that this was his fate.

Lin Jian'an took out a self-defense knife and cut his wrist. Zhu Jianheng, who had been following him silently, screamed and pulled Lin Jian'an's right hand, "Brother Jian'an, you...I...", not knowing what he wanted to say.

The blood spattered, Lin Jianan put his hand close to the baby, and the baby sucked it naturally.

"I once had a younger brother. My husband named him Lin Jianyue, but he didn't have time to let me hold him. Now that I'm holding you, you are my biological brother. You were given to me by God, and I will teach you to read and practice martial arts.
Chapter completed!