My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 64. Chapter 63. Trade Trade

Chapter 63. Trade Trade

On the second day, at around four o'clock in the morning, Cheng Songer got up.

At this time, most of the people in the village were still asleep, the sky was still dark, and there were few people on the road. It was not easy to be noticed when going to Liu's village at around 5 o'clock.

Cheng Qingzhi's heart was always hanging, wanting to go with her, but Cheng Songer persuaded him.

"The road is full of starving refugees. When I went there yesterday, these people didn't even spare the corpses of those who starved to death on the roadside. As a strong woman, they dare not do anything to me. Even if I can't beat them, I can still run, right? I eat well every meal, so I can run faster than those who eat once and starve for three times. But you, a delicate young man, are lighter than a flower. If they target you, will you still be alive?"

Although that's what she said, Cheng Qingzhi's heart was still worried about her.

He took out a sharp knife from under the pillow. It was this knife that he used to cut himself yesterday, framing Lin Yuxiu.

"I know that going with you will only burden you, but at least take this for self-defense, so I can feel relieved."

Cheng Songer nodded and wrapped the blade of the sharp knife, which was gleaming with cold light, with cloth and inserted it into her waist. Taking advantage of the sparse moonlight, she left Cheng's village.

In fact, Cheng Songer was not afraid of scattered refugees.

These people had experienced such a long period of famine. Being alive and barely hanging on was already lucky for them. Because of hunger, they basically had no strength. Even if they resorted to cannibalism, their first choice would be those who had already starved to death. They would just cook and eat them.

They generally wouldn't easily attack living people.

Even if they did, they would move in groups of three to five, prioritizing the elderly, children, and men who had no resistance.

On the contrary, women like Cheng Songer, who appeared healthy and strong, would be avoided by them.

People's hearts are unpredictable. Who knows whether Cheng Songer's seemingly rosy complexion is the result of eating food or eating human flesh?

Who is the prey remains unknown!

Cheng Songer walked quickly and arrived at Liu's village in forty minutes.

After arriving at Liu's village, she slowed down and deliberately walked around the village twice to make sure no one was following her, then sneaked into Liu's house.

Liu Huan slept directly on the ground, with a weak middle-aged man lying next to her, presumably her husband.

It seems that after eating a steamed bun to fill her stomach yesterday, Liu Huan slept particularly soundly today. Cheng Songer directly woke her up.

Liu Huan was startled, looking at Cheng Songer and lowering her voice, "Why did you come so early?"

"If I didn't come early, should I wait until noon to show off?" Cheng Songer replied.

Liu Huan looked at her, then looked into the distance, and asked, "Where is the food? Why are you the only one here? Did you bring anything?"

Cheng Songer calmly said, "I brought the food, what about your gold?"

"Let me see the food first." Cheng Songer smiled, "You said it yourself yesterday, money in one hand, food in the other."

After a stalemate for a while, Liu Huan, who was still struggling on the brink of life and death, compromised first, "Come in with me."