It was an extremely incongruous contrast to the hot weather. He was mumbling words of gratitude, perhaps because of his dialect, but Nanmeng couldn't understand a word of it.
Seeing that their clothes were disheveled and everyone's face was gray, Nan Meng put down Qian Qian, held her waist with one hand, and let her head rest on his broad shoulder.
Then he used his other hand to dig into his purse, took out two heavy silver pieces, and threw them towards the old man.
With a concerned look on his face, he said: "Take it and have a full meal with everyone! I only have so much."
The old man looked dumbfounded, obviously not expecting that this life-saving benefactor would also give money, and looked at Nanmeng blankly.
The little brother who was still supporting him quickly picked up the shadow and kept kowtowing to Nanmeng. The people who arrived one after another kowtowed for a while. Most of them were elderly women.
, some baskets also carry little dolls on their backs.
Nan Meng couldn't bear to take a closer look, so he had to turn away, waved his hands, and said: "You should run away for your lives! You must take good care of yourself, otherwise we will waste all our efforts to save you!"
The young people understood and thanked Nanmeng profusely, then wiped their tears and supported each other and left.
Then Nanmeng stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his head, raised his head and glanced at the still fierce sun in the sky, and patted Qian Qian's face. She showed no sign of waking up.
He turned around and looked at a few scattered horses swinging freely in the distance. He quickly shouted to the Han people, "There are some horses over there. Come over and pull this horse over with some young people."
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When the people in front heard this, they were naturally overjoyed. Five or six young and strong young men quickly ran over and ran toward the horses.
At last count, there were a total of nineteen horses, not counting those that had run away.
Nan Meng carried Qian Qian onto one of the horses and walked with these people.
In the hot weather, the horse was sweating constantly, and it was really uncomfortable to sit on it. But there was no way. If he gave up riding, and there were pursuers from behind, Nanmeng would not be able to protect so many people at the same time.
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Fortunately, everything was uneventful along the way, and we finally waited until the sun set in the west, and in a trance, we seemed to see a small village in the distance.
Everyone couldn't help but feel overjoyed, and there was a smile on their sad faces.
A wizened man shouted: "Finally there is someone in front of us, let's go over quickly and ask for a drink of water!"
Nan Meng's chapped lips were about to bleed. He just took a small sip, and it tasted fishy and sweet. He finally tasted a hint of water. He pinched the horse's belly hard, held Qian Qian up, and walked towards the village.
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This is a small village, with only about a dozen houses. All the doors are closed, and there is no one on the street. If it weren't for the clothes that have not dried on the windows of the neatly arranged houses, it would be too quiet here.
It really gives people the feeling of an empty city.
Nan Meng pricked his ears and paid careful attention to the movements here. He always felt that this place was too weird.