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"Oh my, little girl, you're quite sensible. Judging by your clothes, is your family in the army?"

Your lives are much better than ours. For us, just not starving is a good life.

The old man drove the donkey cart, his eyes fixed ahead, his cloudy eyes filled with sadness.

"Is the grain harvest bad?"

The old man sighed. He wanted to talk to the child, but he thought, what's the point of talking to a child who looks four or five years old? She wouldn't understand.

The old man shook his head. "Kid, stay with your parents and live a good life. Don't run around anymore; it's dangerous outside."

The old man had already figured out that these people weren't with Tang Yue, but the little girl's bright, lively eyes didn't make her look like a bad person. The old man was willing to lend a hand.

It's a tough world, and good people are few and far between. But he's still just a kid; he doesn't have many bad intentions, does he? So he gave him a hand.

The old man avoided Tang Yue's questions. Tang Yue got the gist of it; it seemed the people of Panyun County were having a hard time. She knew that these days, life hadn't been easy, but now Panyun County was facing even worse circumstances.

She had been to the production team in Daobei Village before. At least the people there would chat for a bit while working, but here... the people working in the fields now all looked lifeless, as if devoid of any vitality.

"Grandpa, hang in there a little longer, the good days are coming soon."

A smile spread across the old man's wrinkled, sun-darkened face, making his wrinkles appear even deeper.

"Little one, Grandpa is waiting for good days."

After speaking, he looked straight ahead and sighed silently.

The two walked about a mile when they saw Chang Yin running towards them.

The old man saw the soldiers, turned around, and looked at Tang Yue. "Your family has come looking for you, hasn't they?"

Tang Yue nodded, and the old man stopped the donkey cart. Tang Yue didn't speak, but simply pointed to the unconscious people on the cart. Chang Yin nodded, then looked at the old man.

"Uncle, thank you for your hard work in taking these people to the county town."

Seeing Chang Yin's serious face, the old man felt a little scared. The relaxed mood he had just had with Tang Yue was gone, and he quickly started driving the donkey cart.

Chang Yin didn't get on the cart, but instead followed leisurely beside it. The old man had originally wanted Chang Yin to get on, but looking at the skinny old donkey, he was reluctant. "Well," he thought, "this young man is so strong, it seems like walking a little distance shouldn't be a problem."

When the group returned to the county town, Sun Jinan and his men had already finished up their business. Everyone was tied up and taken to the state-run restaurant. It seemed everyone in the county town knew what had happened, because not a single person had come to eat at the state-run restaurant that day.

That snobbish waiter from the state-run restaurant has disappeared. This area is now guarded by Wang Ming and his men.

The old man hadn't been to town many times, but even he wasn't usually this quiet. As he drove his donkey cart forward, he wondered, "What's going on today? Why is the town so quiet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man wanted to stop the car, thinking that something big might have happened in the county town. Otherwise, there wouldn't be no one on the street.

Chang Yin stopped the old man from pulling the rope. "Grandpa, the state-run restaurant is just a short walk ahead. You can help us take the people there."

The old man glanced back at the three unconscious people. Weren't they supposed to be going to the hospital? Why did they change their plans and go to the state-run restaurant? But a state-run restaurant isn't a bad place, so he figured, fine.

Sun Jinan came to greet him from afar, "Battalion Commander."

"Okay, let's go."

Upon arriving at the entrance of the state-run restaurant, Chang Yin and Sun Jinan each carried one of the people. Sun Jinan then returned and brought the people inside the state-run restaurant.

The old man turned his car around to leave, but the old man called out, "Grandpa, please wait for me."

Tang Yue quickly ran into the kitchen, knowing that Chef Dong had made a lot of buns.

Tang Yue wrapped 10 large steamed buns in a white cloth and said, "Grandpa, thank you for today. Please take these home and eat them."

The old man immediately waved his hand when he saw what was wrapped in the cloth, saying, "No, no, this is unacceptable."

Good heavens, these are huge steamed buns made of white flour! Even vegetarian ones are beyond the reach of people like them, let alone meat-filled ones.

Without saying a word, Tang Yue stuffed the things into the old man's arms, "Grandpa, hurry up and get out of the city."

The old man wanted to refuse, but then he thought that his grandsons had never eaten such buns in their lives, and he was reluctant to part with them. After thanking him repeatedly, he drove off.

Zhao Fei had already driven his car to the entrance of the state-run restaurant. When he heard the faint sound of gunfire, he knew that something must have happened in the city. He originally wanted to wait a little longer, but as the gunfire became more and more intense, he couldn't wait any longer and hurried into the city.

But the fighting in the city ended quickly, and by the time he arrived, the fighting here had already ended, so he stayed here to help.

Chang Yin took off his backpack. Commander Kang had prepared truth serum for him before he left. He had originally planned to use it after entering the Qinling Mountains, but given the current situation, he decided to use it on these people now so that he could find out the situation in the Qinling Mountains as soon as possible.

When Chang Yin entered the room again, Tang Yue had already distributed the large steamed buns to the group. They all held them in their hands, and although they tried their best to resist the urge to drool, none of them put them in their mouths.

"Battalion Commander, there's no one here now, let's eat. We can pay when we're done."

Tang Yue had already taken a bite of her steamed bun while speaking. This Chef Dong, despite being a spy, is truly skilled. These Japanese are really generous; if it were her, she would definitely keep such a talented cook by her side—then her mouth would be blessed!

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