Chapter 315: Either a Miracle or Witchcraft

At noon, when lunch was served, the Tian family specially sent a lot of food.

The guards were carrying food up and down, all of them smiling. When they were out, they had food in their hands and were not worried. In this day and age, who could complain about having too much food?

Tian Su'e sincerely expressed her intention to make amends, and Xiong Jiushan did not refuse.

The other members of the Tian family had some complaints, but Tian Su'e's attitude remained as firm as ever.

"I originally forced Master Xiong and the others to stay for a few days. Since something like this has happened, I should show some appreciation. Besides, we had already promised to send them food and fodder when we set off. We're just sending them ahead of time today. This is a token of our appreciation and can make the masters happy. What's wrong with that?"

There's no need for so much gossip, Tian Su'e thought to herself.

In the exile camp, there is hot porridge to nourish the body today, instead of dry biscuits and cold water.

The stove fire was lit. With the food provided by the Tian family, according to Xiong Jiushan's order, porridge was cooked in a big pot with chopped wild vegetables. Soon the aroma of rice wafted in, and many people's stomachs rumbled at the smell.

"Today, my Lord, be merciful and give all the prisoners a bowl of hot porridge and a piece of bread. The sick will get an extra bowl of rice soup. For those who are not sick, come to me and get some dry food!"

The official who served the food shouted at the top of his lungs.

Among the group of fugitives, few people lifted their butts and no one moved.

"Sir, my stomach feels uncomfortable. I feel so bad! Do you have any medicine?" Someone covered his stomach and glanced ahead.

The officer glared at him and cursed, "You idiot! Why didn't I see you in pain just now? You told me you had a stomachache after dinner and you're trying to show off in front of me? Come on! I'll open your stomach and see where it hurts!"

As he said this, he rushed towards the convict with the big knife in his hand. The convict was so scared that he jumped up and fled in all directions. However, he was guarded by officers and soldiers all around. He was not paying attention and was kicked down by the officer on the east. The officer who was serving food caught up with him and kicked him several more times. Only when he heard the convict begging for mercy on the ground did he let out his anger and pointed his knife at the convicts who were watching him and shouted.

"On the day when the Bodhisattva appears, just pray to the Buddha! Don't think we don't know what's going on in your hearts. If it weren't for the Lord's pity, seeing how seriously ill you are, would you still want to drink hot rice porridge? Dream on! Everyone, follow the rules. If you're sick and can move, come and get the patient yourself. If you can't move, your family will take care of you. If you have no relatives, just let us know. Today, we, the officials, will show mercy to you and take care of you. Enjoy this auspicious day. If anyone dares to bring bad luck, don't say I didn't tell you in advance!"

It's a commonplace to say harsh words before a meal.

Most of the prisoners had long been accustomed to it, and because some people were taking advantage of the situation to cause trouble and delay their meals, the other prisoners looked annoyed.

Someone couldn't help but complain: "Knowing that the officials have bad tempers, they insist on making them angry. How stupid!"

"that is."

"Hey, when will dinner be served? I'm so hungry."

You can't mention being hungry at this time. If you do, the growling sounds around you will become louder.

It was not worth it to ruin a good thing for a bowl of rice soup that was given to the patient, so no one said anything more.

It was a rare occasion that the officials gave hot meals today. There was nothing better than this in such a cold day. Soon, after everyone had received their hot porridge, no more nagging or complaining could be heard from the prisoners. Only the satisfied sounds of drinking porridge were heard.

After delivering the medicine, the Xie family gathered together again for dinner. The hot porridge warmed the stomach and was neither too thick nor too thin, which was a rare treat.

A Xie family guard took a sip and said in surprise, "It's actually rice porridge, nothing adulterated!"

"Really? Let me taste me."

Not very good, "Don't tell me, it's really a serious porridge!"

In one sentence, everyone laughed.

Madam Xie looked down at the food in the bowl and said, "Xiong Jiushan is indeed an okay person."

Zhang Dayi warmed his hands with the hot porridge, took a couple of gulps from the edge of the bowl, and looked up in agreement, "Master Xiong is a smart man."

Seeing his mother was satisfied with the meal, the old man was even happier.

Although the Xie family's food and drink conditions were not bad on weekdays, it would indeed be a blessing on the road to exile if the escorting officials were willing to take care of the prisoners.

Xie Yuchuan remained silent, and no one else took the initiative to disturb him.

Whenever he was quiet, the Xie family members unanimously assumed that he was communicating with the family god. Unknowingly, they became more and more accustomed to walking with God like this.

However, Xie Yuchuan did not speak to the family god at this moment.

He simply didn't want to talk, so he ate and thought at the same time.

The household god had already left.

After getting up early in the morning and taking a walk around Daliang, Tu Huan had a general understanding of what had happened to Xie Yuchuan during the days she was away.

When he went there, Xie Yuchuan was discussing with Zhang Dayi how to hide the other things of the Xie family after taking out the medicine.

Tu Huan originally thought that since Xiong Jiushan had witnessed food turning into food out of thin air, he shouldn't be too surprised about other things.

But in order to avoid any complications at this time, she also thought about the concerns of Xie Yuchuan and others.

After thinking about it, she set aside a separate storage space in her own system backpack, allowing the system to automatically collect and deliver items.

The authority is given to Xie Yuchuan, with a maximum limit of 100 items.

Xie Yuchuan didn't quite understand at first.

Tu Huan explained, "Just like your previous offerings, you can temporarily store them with me and use them at any time, but the limit is no more than a hundred."

After saying that, he remembered something and said, "If you can't save it, don't try again."

Suddenly remembering something on Xie Yuchuan's body that Heaven forbade her to touch, Tu Huan quickly reminded him.

With the help of the household god, Xie Yuchuan tried to temporarily "deposit" a few things that would cause trouble if discovered with the household god, so that he could use them at any time at a moment's notice.

Xie Wenjie and Zhang Dayi were standing by and their eyes nearly popped out when they saw Xie Yuchuan taking something from a distance!

“Six…Sixth Brother?!”

"The general is truly a god." Zhang Dayi was already impressed by the miracles of the Xie family and didn't know what to say to express the shock in his heart.

Xie Yuchuan explained calmly, "It's because of the family god."

The implication is that he has no special supernatural powers.

Zhang Dayi shook his head and sighed, "General, although that's true, if others see your magical skills one day, it will be hard to predict. It's either a miracle or witchcraft, and blessing or disaster is interdependent."

Xie Yuchuan understood the meaning behind Zhang Dayi's words.

He nodded gratefully to Zhang Dayi, who felt even more appreciative.

Although the sixth son of the Xie family is young, he is indeed a general and makes people feel at ease.

The old man was reminding him that the matter could be big or small, and asked him to adapt to the situation. If he said it was a miracle, then it would be useful for miracles; if he said it was witchcraft, then it would naturally have its place.

Xie Yuchuan understood instantly and also vaguely realized that Zhang Dayi's mind seemed to be changing.

Lord Hanlin, who had long since overcome his emotional knot, now had an increasingly strong feeling when watching Xie Yuchuan's actions.

This boy will surely be a big shot in the future.

Tu Huan didn't expect that she actually helped Xie Yuchuan avoid an accident that night.