Flatbread made from rice husks and wild vegetable roots was the choice of most people on the road to escape famine. It was not easy to mold and it was also filling.

"Here you go." Aunt Zhao handed over the pancake.

Jiang Chan did not answer.

She stared at Aunt Zhao's hand, her mind racing through all sorts of possibilities—

Why give it to me?

Are you trying to give me another burden?

Old Mrs. Sun was the same way back then; she'd give someone a piece of bread, then immediately toss Little Peach over...

When Aunt Zhao saw that she didn't take it, she thought she was embarrassed, so she simply stuffed the pancake into Xiao Tao's hand, "Child, eat it, don't go hungry."

Xiao Tao was stunned, holding the pancake and looking at Jiang Chan helplessly.

Jiang Chan's eyes flickered slightly, but in the end she didn't say anything, only nodded.

Xiao Tao then carefully took it.

Aunt Zhao smiled, glanced at her again, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed, turned and left.

Jiang Chan stared at the wild vegetable pancake in Xiao Tao's hand, her brows furrowed.

What is she after?

In the apocalypse, no one will be kind to you for no reason!

Eating a moldy sorghum cake already left me with a huge burden; now that I've eaten this wild vegetable cake, won't I be dumped with an even bigger one?!

Not far away, several villagers were secretly looking in this direction and whispering among themselves.

"Aunt Zhao is truly kind-hearted..."

"Sigh, poor Xiaotao, she has no parents... Her grandma came to my house before... Sigh, my family's situation is terrible..."

"Really? You came to my house too... My family is having a tough time too..."

"The Jiang family girl isn't having an easy time either... Her eldest and second uncles have both cut ties with her, and look at them, they didn't offer her any help on the road..."

As dusk fell, the village chief struck the gong, announcing, "Prepare to depart!"

The crowd slowly stood up.

Jiang Chan took Xiao Tao's hand, patted the dirt off her, and said, "Let's go."

Xiao Tao nodded and obediently followed.

Before leaving, Jiang Chan turned back and glanced at Aunt Zhao one last time.

Perhaps... it really was just good intentions?

A flicker of doubt crossed Jiang Chan's mind, but she quickly regained her composure.