Commander, Your Little Toddler Went to Another Country to Empty Their Armory Again

Ancient cultivator Tang Jin was caught in a battle between cultivators and exotic beasts over a spiritual treasure and was accidentally transmigrated to another world.

He found himself to be ...

Chapter 388 The Tragic Scene in the Cowshed

"These tarpaulins were stored under the car; we just forgot to take them out. Placing a layer of them inside the house will keep out a lot of wind and rain."

Tang Yue put down the oilcloth and began to speak. Lai Jiaxing and Wu Jinghua both looked at Tang Yue with tears in their eyes, their lips trembling, unsure of what to say. Lai Xiang was already sobbing uncontrollably.

It was Xiaoyueyue who initially helped her save the camera from damage, and Xiaoyueyue is still helping her unconditionally. She feels she can never repay her kindness in this lifetime.

Tang Jianye had already unrolled the oilcloth and started cutting it to size, then began sewing from the top down. Tang Yue urged Lai Xiang to cook porridge, while Lai Jiaxing helped Tang Jianye.

The room was already small, and the tarpaulin was quickly set up. The black tarpaulin blocked out all the light inside, and with a fire burning inside, everyone felt the temperature rise immediately.

The smiles in Wu Jinghua's and Lai Jiaxing's eyes were impossible to hide.

Tang Yue glanced at the group and gestured to Tang Jianye, "Didn't you say there are two elderly people next door? Let's go, order some for them too." As she spoke, a warm talisman was quietly affixed to the roof.

The neighbors could easily hear what was going on, but the two old men said nothing. Having family members visit was certainly a blessing. They were envious, but not jealous.

Lai Jiaxing knocked lightly on the door and led the three people into the house. Old Ke and Old Xu were sitting on a makeshift bed; their situation was even worse than Lai Jiaxing's.

To keep warm, the two huddled together. Tang Yue could see that the two old people's faces were bloodless and bluish-purple.

If they don't come, tonight might be the end of their lives.

Lai Jiaxing was startled by the coldness of the room. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Old Ke, Old Xu, why isn't there a fire?"

Old Xu's voice was already trembling as he said, "I'm so cold I don't want to move."

Tang Jianye glanced at the two elderly people and, without a word, began nailing on the tarpaulin. Tang Yue quickly pasted two warming talismans at the spots Tang Jianye had chosen. Lai Xiang had already started a fire on the ground.

The temperature inside the room had noticeably risen. The two elderly people felt the warmth, but they were already frozen stiff, and it wouldn't be a long time before they warmed up.

"Young Lai, take the children back. The two of us are no longer able to go. Don't waste these materials," Old Ke said, barely managing to stay awake.

Tang Yue walked to the bedside. The two elderly people were lying on straw, their mattress so thin it looked like a tattered rag, and their clothes were incredibly thin. Tang Yue couldn't believe how the two elderly people had survived until now in such conditions.