Chaotic Frontier: I Picked Up a Peerless Little Wife at the Start

After Lin Hui returned home, Shui Feiyuan had already prepared the ingredients to entertain Fan Wujiu.

Everything that we have at home, we prepare without missing a single item.

Lin Hui watched the water kite working hard.

He joked, "That's Ziyi's brother, why are you putting on such a show?"

Shui Feiyuan rolled her eyes at Lin Hui.

"Ziyi told me everything. He's not her biological brother, but he's more like a brother to me. I have no family other than you, so from now on, he'll be my brother too."

Lin Hui nodded with a smile: "Yes, we should prepare a sumptuous meal. I dare not offend the two ladies' own brothers."

The family is filled with joy and harmony.

While helping Shui Feiyuan, Ling Ziyi recounted her extraordinary encounter with Lin Hui that day.

The two ladies were busy in the house, while Lin Hui carefully wiped the Heaven-Shaking Bow and the Divine Might Water Gun.

Before long, Widow Qiang arrived in a hurry.

He rushed straight into the house.

"Lin Hui, something terrible has happened... something terrible has happened..."

Lin Hui remained calm and said in a deep voice, "Sister Qiang, don't panic, speak slowly."

The widow, panting heavily and pale-faced, pointed tremblingly towards the village entrance and said, "Many people, all refugees, are surging in from the village entrance in a dark mass, and they're already reaching your yard."

Lin Hui frowned slightly, put down the Heaven-Shaking Bow in his hand, gave an explanation to the two ladies, and strode towards the door: "Let's go, Sister Qiang, let's go take a look."

When they went outside, they saw that the refugees had already reached the open space outside Lin Hui's courtyard.

Their clothes were disheveled, their faces were sallow and thin, some held wooden sticks, some carried broken bowls, and all eyes were focused on the entrance to Lin Hui's courtyard.

Lin Hui glanced back at the courtyard and understood.

Because it was the time when the workers had finished eating, the workers in the yard were all holding bowls, and the aroma of meat wafted far and wide.

The refugees watched, their eyes turning incredibly greedy. Their gazes slowly hardened, their stomachs growling. Their eyes were like those of wild beasts that hadn't eaten for a very long time. They didn't stride forward, but slowly and cautiously approached the gate of Lin Hui's courtyard.

On the other side of these refugees were the villagers led by Li Hairong, who were confronting the refugees with farm tools.

The villagers were terrified of these starving refugees, even more so than they were of bandits.

Bandits only rob people of their money; if they resist, they might kill or force women. But these refugees are different. If they get out of control, it will be a catastrophe.

Hunger is the most terrible original sin in the world; a person driven to desperation by hunger can do the most terrible things in the world.

Eating people is not out of the question.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense.

The refugees continued forward. Although the villagers were afraid, and some of them were trembling, they did not back down, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

Lin Hui looked at the refugees and slowly said, "Everyone, I know you're hungry, but all the hundred or so people in Sigou Village need to eat. You should go look for something else."

The refugees remained unmoved.

Lin Hui turned and went back into the house, took out the Heaven-Shaking Bow, slung his quiver over his shoulder, and stood in the open space at the doorway, creating a deterrent effect on them.

Seeing the refugees still slowly moving forward, Lin Hui decisively drew his bow and shot an arrow. The arrow landed right in front of the refugees' feet, and after it stuck in the ground, the fletching trembled slightly.

Lin Hui nocked another arrow and aimed it at the refugees in front of him.

When Ling Ziyi saw Lin Hui come in and take the bow and arrows, she realized something was wrong. She told Shui Feiyuan to hide at home, picked up the Lovesick Knife, and went out. She stood next to Lin Hui with the long knife in her hand.

His hand was pressed tightly against the hilt of the knife, ready to draw it at any moment.

"Leave now, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Lin Hui spoke loudly, his voice carrying far across the open space, and every refugee could hear him clearly.

Seeing that the refugees remained unmoved, he continued, "Anyone who continues to advance will be shot immediately."

The refugees were temporarily deterred; they neither moved forward nor retreated.

They looked at Lin Hui holding the bow, then at Ling Ziyi holding the knife. There was a hint of fear in their eyes, but it was quickly overtaken by primal instinct.

When it comes to survival, arrows are no longer enough.

Finally, someone among the refugees spoke up.

"Grandpa, please give me something to eat. I haven't eaten for three days."

"Give us a bite, we can manage, but the child can't. He's our only son, what will I do if he starves to death?"

"Give me a bite."

From a displaced person speaking, to a crowd of people sharing their thoughts.

Lin Hui remained unmoved, still holding his bow and arrow to intimidate.

Just then, a villager who was working ran to get some rice. The refugees' eyes were fixed on this side, and when they saw the pot, it was as if they had discovered a new continent.

A refugee mustered his courage and rushed forward.

Seeing this, others followed suit, and the scene immediately became out of control—one, two, a third.

Their goal is the same: to earn a living.

With things having come to this point, Lin Hui made the decisive choice to shoot an arrow.

The Heaven-Shaking Bow was incredibly powerful; even when drawn only seven-tenths of its length, the arrows it fired pierced the first refugee's calf.

The fleeing refugee immediately screamed and rolled on the ground, his face contorted in pain, blood gushing from his calves.

Lin Hui did not kill anyone; they were also forced to this place by the border war.

When they saw that Lin Hui was actually going to kill someone, all the other refugees were stunned.

The screams of the refugees echoed through the empty village, their eyes filled with terror.

No one dared to take another step forward.

Lin Hui continued to nock arrows, and after drawing the bow halfway, he shouted, "Anyone who dares to take another step forward, I'll shoot them through the head!"

Finally, the refugees became afraid.

They began to slowly retreat, turning back every few steps as they left. Someone took the lead, and gradually, everyone headed towards the village entrance.

Finally, they all disappeared into the distance.

Only then did Li Hairong breathe a sigh of relief, walk up and greet Lin Hui loudly, then wave to signal the villagers to leave.

Ling Ziyi watched the departing refugees silently, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She whispered, "If they keep going like this, when will it end? We can manage, so why don't you give them a good meal?"

"Even if it's just half a bowl per person, they can live for two more days."

Lin Hui shook his head: "I think you understand the logic. We have plenty of food, but what if we give it to these people today and they come back tomorrow?"

"What if the news gets out and waves of refugees arrive?"

"At that time, as more and more refugees gather, they will completely lose control, rush into every household, rob food, kill people, and finally crush and eat even the bones."

She looked at Ling Ziyi and continued, "In such a chaotic world, nothing is scary. What's scariest is people who turn into beasts under the crushing weight of the world."

"All we can do is take care of ourselves. Remember, we must never take on women's responsibilities, otherwise we will only end up hurting ourselves."

Ling Ziyi shook her head and didn't say anything.